His Lethal Love
Chapter 70

Camille POV.

Handcuffs were placed behind Scott's back while he was pushed into the car by the cops. Conan and I were standing near each other and watching everything. The number of people gathered for him surprised me. "Well, he's now in jail," Conan grinned while glancing at the cop's car. "How do you feel seeing this?"

"I'm happy." I forced a smile. "I'm so happy to see him vulnerable."

"Everything is moving along according to plan."

"Hmm..." I put on my seat belt after getting into the car. I was somewhat uncomfortable at the sight of this. It would have been great if I could enjoy the way I wanted, but I kept getting disturbed by Scott's last words at the party. Despite how beautifully he manipulated me, it did not last for very long. He would be destroyed if I chose to destroy him. "It's all working according to plan." I glanced at Conan, smiling at him. "So when are you planning to marry me?" Holding up my hand, I looked at the diamond ring he gave me.

"When do you want to marry me?"

"Next weekend," I replied with a smirk, which caused Conan's eyes to widen in surprise.

"Are you serious?" "I'm damn serious."

An excited smile spread across his face. "Jesus Christ, Cami, I feel like my dream is about to come true. I've been waiting for this moment for so many years. I am so happy." He grabbed my face and kissed me tenderly. "I love you. I love you so much."

I hesitated for a moment before kissing him back. I was with Conan but my mind was somewhere else. I couldn't erase his face from my head. Despite so much hate I continue to wonder about him. I am still thinking about his eyes on me. I am still thinking about his hot breath. I am still thinking about the jealousy he felt while I was with Conan. Why the hell did he have this impact on me? I wanted to stop it once and for all. I wanted to stop him from coming into my thoughts and my dreams. This would be possible only if I got married to Conan. We had planned to seize Scott's entire property. We would leave him with nothing but agony and pain.

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I stared at my beautiful wedding card that was adorned with such lovely words. I couldn't believe I and Conan were getting married tomorrow. It had been four days since my birthday, and Scott was still in jail. He wasn't released from jail because he was not in his country. He was in the UK and his lawyer was taking time to free him from prison. Maura was discharged from the hospital and was trying to save her husband. She didn't follow the UK's law and she had no idea her wrong move would put Scott in pure hell.

I kept myself up to date with the latest news. The news shocked the entire country, even Europe as a whole. It had been four days since Scott was imprisoned.

My car was parked just outside the city prison where Scott had spent four days. Smirking, I got out and headed toward it. The officer recognized me so they didn't stop me from entering. I met Jackson who was taking care of Scott's case. "Miss Davidson, how are you?" He greeted me with a knowing smile. "I hope you're satisfied with my service." "You've done a good job." I nodded and asked, "Where is he?"

"Please follow me." He gestured to me to narrow the passage. I followed him, scanning the concrete walls on either side of me. There was a dim light, nothing else. I could barely see anything. We turned to our left, revealing several cells where I heard the shrieks, shouts, and cries of the prisoners. My heart jumped off my chest when a noise erupted.

"What is this?" I gasped.

"They are criminals and often beat each other. Don't worry, it's normal in prisons."

Suddenly I found myself imagining Scott fighting some random guys and bleeding to death. I closed my eyes, shaking this thought away and letting out a shaky breath. "Where is his cell?" I asked the officer in agitation. "We're almost there." He directed me to a cell at the corner of the passageway.

Hesitatingly, I stepped toward it and peeked inside. A strange feeling settled in my chest when I saw him. He was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, staring up at the ceiling. His hair was messy, covering most of his eyes, and his shirt was ripped.

"Mr. Martinez..." The officer called him and Scott snapped his head at us. When I met his eyes, I felt a shiver run down my spine. His face seemed horrified. For a moment he didn't look like Scott but like a different person. "You have a visitor." He let out an empty laugh, ran his fingers through his messy hair, and got to his feet. The closer he was to me, the more wounds I could see on his arms.

"Was he beaten?" I whispered to the officer.

"He must have engaged in a fight with one of the prisoners," he replied.

"Hey..." Scott came closer to me and wrapped his fingers around the grill of the window, staring at me. His eyes were bloodshot as if he was still drunk. "How are you, Miss Davidson?"

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Swallowing hard, I stepped away from the window. "Fine..."

"I had a lot of fun these four days," he laughed darkly.

"I'm glad you have." I snapped, staring back at him hard. "You deserve that."

Smirking, he allowed his eyes to caress my body, making me shallow. "You look beautiful today."

His eyes irritate me!

I hate him!

I hate his deep voice!

I hate his smirk!

I hate him but still, my heart does this flip whenever I look at his pretty face.

My eyes scanned his face. His jaw was bruised, and his lips were bleeding. Slowly my eyes fell to his neck which was markless but his shirt was torn and revealed blood stains and several marks. I looked back into his eyes and noticed amusement in them.

"This was what you wanted?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

I looked at the officer. "I need to talk to him."

"Sure." The officer nodded and left us alone.

I turned back to Scott, glaring at him coldly. I stepped up to the window and wrapped my fingers around the grill. His hot breath fell across my face as he watched me intently. I was electrified when Scott wrapped his warm hands around mine.

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"I'm enjoying every bit of it, Scott. I'm enjoying this pathetic look of yours." I spat into his face venomously. "I. Will. Destroy. You. The. Way. You. Did. To. Me."

"You would know better than me, Cam, how to destroy a person." He wrapped his fingers around my hand in a tight grip. "Completely..." He laughed darkly, making the hair stand up on the back of my neck. "You had done this before, hadn't you, sweetheart?"

Before he could make me feel even guiltier I stepped back from the window and fished out my wedding card from my purse. I then hurled it into his face. "I would like to invite you to my wedding ceremony which is taking place tomorrow. My daughter will be really happy to see you there."

A slow smile formed on his lips as shock sank in. He grabbed my wedding card with his shaky fingers and examined it with his wide eyes. A moment later his eyes shot up at me filled with mixed emotions. "I want my daughter back," he said in his shaky voice. "I want her back, Cam... I just..." His expression was despairing and painful.

I didn't know why my heart ached to see him like that.

"Cam, listen..." he breathed hard and grasped my hands through the window. "I...I don't know that my brother raped..."

"Stop it!" I interrupted him. "Don't talk about it, Scott. Don't you dare..."

He snapped shut his mouth and gazed at me. Guilt washed over him as he squeezed my hands gently. I could feel his hands getting colder due to fear. "Can you give me a chance?"

"Have you given me one?" My voice cracked as I was desperate to leave him. It felt like I would break down in front of him. He kept bringing up our past, knowing full well how much it hurt me. "You never listened to me?" My chin trembled as I tried to maintain eye contact with him. "You took advantage of me..."

"No, I didn't..." He cut me off and reached out to my face. "My love was true..."

"Don't talk about fucking love when you spend half your life hating me!" I tore his hold roughly from me and spun around.

"Cam please, listen to me..." He shouted from behind but I didn't stop as I was hurrying out of the cell.

I covered my mouth to keep myself from crying. I felt my vision blur and the next moment I stumbled and fell on my knees. I yelled, "Fuck you!" and burst into a cry. "I'll never forgive you."