His Lethal Love
Chapter 32

Present.

Camille POV.

"Where were you last night?" Kat asked knowingly.

"I'm glad she had a good time with Conan Arthur." Archie winked at me, which caused me a smile.

Maura and Scott would be there any minute now, so I stepped into the kitchen to bring the food trolley. Yesterday I spent my entire day with Conan Arthur, forgetting that Scott was waiting for me in my bedroom. When I woke up in the morning, his place was empty. I felt a twinge in my heart when I found he didn't leave a message and left me like that. I wondered why.

In the past few hours, I spent my time making lunch for Maura and Scott. I made buffalo wings, apple pie, lobster rolls, and cobb salad. Maura had ordered a couple of more things, but I chose to ignore them since I did not know how to cook them. I heard Archie telling Kat that Maura would take me shopping.

Her wedding shopping?

After pushing the food trolley into the dining room, I started placing dishes on the table one by one. Archie and Kat were talking about something important as they forgot my presence in the same room. Seeing them together only gave me more heart aches because I remembered the time when Rika was always there for me and we talked like crazy, nonstop. I wished she could be back from the hurricane she was in. I did not know when she would get well, but the doctor said she would never recover. She would never leave her hospital bed and would breathe from the oxygen pipe while keeping her eyes fixed on the ceiling.

I was to blame for leaving her alone with Samuel. If I had not done that, she would have been right in front of my eyes with a smile on her face. She was a gem I never valued. The man I valued never gave a toss about me. All he wanted was another woman. Now, he will be married and have a family. I would stay alone and sad and would live a miserable life.

"Camille!" I turned my gaze to Kat when he called me out. "In which world were you, girl? We have been calling for you for the last five minutes."

"Um... I'm sorry." I tucked my hair behind my ear, lowering my gaze in embarrassment and resuming working.

"We're talking about today's headline," Archie said with amusement.

"What is the headline today?" I asked curiously. "Is it about Maura and Scott's wedding cake?" I made a joke which caused them to laugh.

"Oh no, love." Kat laughed. "Well, you and Conan dined out on a fancy date at one of the world's most famous Italian restaurants. Then you two ended up in his luxury penthouse. What happened next..." he grinned widely, making me roll my eyes. "We just watched a movie." I lowered myself to grab a bowl before setting it on the table. Before I returned to the kitchen, I scanned the table one last time to make sure everything was there.

Moments after the doorbell rang, I felt my heart skitter. Scott was there, and I knew he must have read the headline. I wondered what he was thinking about me and Conan. He didn't like the idea of us together. I would be feeling a tiny bit satisfied if he was feeling jealous. I wanted him to be jealous.

Adjusting my glasses and smoothing my apron, I walked over to the door to answer it. I took a long inhale before opening the door. My heart raced when I saw him. He wore a navy blue crisp suit, his hair perfectly styled and his jaw clean- shaven. Maura was next to him, looking almost naked in her skin-tight dress. Scott had his arm wrapped around her possessively, his expression indifferent and his gaze fixed on his fiancee.

He is not feeling jealous at all.

"If you are done with your stare. Can you please excuse us?" Maura sneered.

"Yeah, come on in." I stepped back with a forced smile and let them inside. Scott didn't even look at me once.

"Hey, buddies," Maura chirped and hugged her brother and Kat. I peered at Scott as he remained still at his spot. He didn't even move to greet his friends. "What's up?"

Archie and Kat exchanged looks before speaking out, "We were talking about the headline."

Shit!

Archie glanced at me before continuing. "Have you seen Camille and Conan together? How beautiful they look together."

"It is such bullshit!" Maura hissed, giving me a dirty look. "How awful she looks in photographs. She didn't even know what to wear while she was on a date." I squeezed my apron in my fist. My jaw clenched and my eyes narrowed. She sighed and turned to Scott. "What do you think about them, baby?"

Scott said nothing. He pulled the chair out and sat down. "I'm hungry." His voice was as cold as ice.

"What are you looking at? Start serving us," Maura snapped.

I began to serve them. First, I walked over to Scott, who seemed strangely quiet.

"Oh my God! Look at this one..." Kat chirped while pointing his finger at his phone screen. "How possessively Conan held Camille."

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I couldn't miss the way Scott squeezed the glass as if he was about to shatter it in his hand. He did not move his eyes from his plate, but I could feel his tensed body.

I approached Kat and leaned forward. "Can you shut up?"

He grinned widely. "No, babe."

"Please keep quiet for god's sake!"

"Sadly, we can't." Archie shrugged.

My jaw flexed as I disappeared into the kitchen. I took a long breath and exhaled sharply, squeezing my eyes and thinking about Scott. I hated his expression. I hated his ignorance. I hated myself, begging for his attention. I hated that he hated me. I hated that I loved him. I hated that I couldn't stop thinking about him even after eight years. I hated he loved her. Jesus Christ, I loved him.

I stepped to the sink and splashed water on my face. Heading back to the dining room, I stood there and waited for their command. That was my position. A servant.

"You're coming with me," Maura ordered me and eyed Scott briefly, gauging his expression, but he didn't react and kept eating. We're going shopping for our wedding, so I need your help to carry my bags."

"For fuck's sake, she is not your servant!" Archie growled at her.

Maura was amused and leaned against the chair, staring at me. "I want the paparazzi to see her real self. Who is the real Camille? She is nothing more than my servant. Conan is dating a useless and ugly servant." She laughed mockingly. "She does not deserve him."

"What's the matter with you, Maura?" Kat asked. "She did nothing wrong with you. Then why the hell do you always want to be her bad luck?"

"Don't you think you're speaking a lot more than I would like you to, dear Katy?" She glared at him. "I know you're well aware of how I can shut your damn business if you keep taking her side." "Are you threatening me?" Kat scoffed.

"No, I'm just explaining to you so you know how to speak to me next time."

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"You know what..."

"Kat, no." I stopped him before he got himself into trouble. "Don't do this." I shook my head and glanced at Scott, who was still silent. I didn't know what was wrong with him. Why didn't he shut his bitch fiancee up? "I'm coming with you," I said firmly to Maura.

"Good," she smirked while scooping apple pie. "By the way, this has excellent taste. Pack for us."

"I don't want to eat that shit!" Scott gritted his teeth out and sprang to his feet. I felt my heart pound harder when our eyes locked. There was something in there. I couldn't make out what it was, but he was feeling something deeply. He was trying hard to hide it with his cold exterior, but he could not.

"Let's go." I was startled when Maura interrupted us. Scott looked away, his jaw clenched hard and his fist tightened into a fist as he stalked off into the room.

I rushed to my room and took off my apron before checking myself in the mirror. I wore a green t-shirt with a pair of blue faded jeans. Removing my glass, I cleaned it before putting them on. I was about to apply lip gloss when Muara screamed out.

"Camille! I hurried out, leaving everything behind. Maura was waiting for me with her hand on her hips as she gave me a stern look. "We have no time for your makeover."

"I was just taking off my apron."

"Well, that suits you." She scoffed and turned around before heading to the door. "Today, I'm gonna choose my wedding dress and I need your help to select a better dress." "Since when did you like my taste?"

She paused and glanced at me over her shoulder. "Trust me, I like your taste very much."

I rolled my eyes and walked out. Maura sat in the passenger seat. I slid into the back seat. I shivered when Scott adjusted the rear-view mirror and narrowed his eyes on me. I couldn't understand his behavior, but I knew he didn't like that. I spent my night with Conan. He hated us together; it was clearly written on his face.