His Lethal Love
Chapter 97

Camille POV.

It had been four months since I last heard from Scott. I felt like he had vanished from this whole world forever. I tried to contact some of his friends, but I didn't get any response. I contacted his crew members but they didn't even know where he was. Now, I am worried about being sick. It was funny. I just told him to leave and when he actually did leave I was worried. When he was in my life it used to bother me and when he has been eliminated from my life, it still bothers me. What was wrong with me? His absence impacted my relationship with Colette. Ever since Scott disappeared Colette drew an invisible line between us. Her behavior toward me changed to some extent. My mind was occupied by him most of the time. When Colette was at school, I felt lonely and lost. Though Conan and Rika were there for me, it didn't help me much. Then I should stop grieving over our never-existent relationship. "Mom," Colette called me and cupped my face with her small hands. I looked at her and forced out a smile. "You just wore me this t-shirt inside out." I examined her blue t-shirt and sighed, giving her an apologetic smile.

"Let me correct it for you." I took it off and wore it to her over her head. I was getting her ready for school. I combed her light hair and styled it in a double ponytail. She looked so adorable in this hairstyle. My heart wrenched when I gazed into her eyes. They were Scott's. I wish my daughter looked more like me. I remember once Scott told me how much she reminded him of his mother which made my heart melt. Scott lost his mother at a very young age and I felt that for him. I brushed his thoughts away and leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you, Col."

"I love you too, Mom." She grinned widely and hung her bag on her shoulders. "When will we meet Colbey? You said this weekend."

"Um...yep, let me ask him first if he is free this weekend."

"Tomorrow is Saturday." She jumped in excitement and sadness engulfed me. After telling her that I couldn't replace Colbey's whereabouts, I wanted to cry hard. I hope he is doing well without us. I know he will not. It was all written on his face when I didn't let him meet her. Maybe I should have let him meet Colette because if I had let him he would have had some hope and he wouldn't have moved so far away from us. God knows where he would have ended up. I was angry at him for not contacting us but more than that I was angry at myself.

"Hopefully we'll replace him." I gave her a sad smile.

Suddenly, a car beeped outside and Colette ran away. "It's a dad!" She screamed and I winced. Colette was still calling Conan dad which sounded weird to me because Conan was officially in a relationship with Rika Cruz. A month ago, he proposed to her, which surprised me positively. I was genuinely happy for both of them. Finally, they found their love. They hadn't decided when they were going to tie the knot. Maybe they were waiting until I got back on track. No matter how many times I tried to show them my happy face, they didn't believe me. They could see how upset I was. They knew I was still sticking with Scott Martinez.

I walked out, looking at Rika and Conan. He kissed her goodbye. Colette cringed at the sight and said, "Gross!"

Rika turned to her and gave her a wink before putting her in the backseat and closing the door. Rika moved toward me and flung herself into me for a hug. "What's up, buddy?"

"Fine," I sighed and turned around, heading straight to the kitchen. I collected all the unwashed dishes and put them in the sink. "Coffee?"

"I really appreciate it." She sat on the kitchen counter and grabbed an apple before taking a huge bite. "I'm hungry all the time."

"I remember I used to be hungry all the time when I was pregnant with Colette," I remembered those days when Conan was there at the lowest point of my life. Without her telling me about her pregnancy I took a hint because she had been lazy and sick for the past few weeks. "Have you tested yet?"

"Nope." She pouted. "I'm afraid Conan would not like this news."

I shot my eyes at her with raised brows and laughed after a moment. "You really don't know him. He would be excited to hear this news, Rika. Why didn't you tell him?"

"I didn't even take a pregnancy test." "Why so?"

"Because I'm scared of the results."

"That means you're scared of conceiving?"

"Of course, not, Cam." She grabbed the coffee cup I offered her and continued, "I'm just insecure that it will harm our relationship. I mean it just started and..."

"Don't you trust Conan?" I placed my hand on hers before giving her an encouraging squeeze. "Trust me, he'll be delighted to hear this news, Rika. And it won't impact your relationship. Children bring us happiness, joy, and love. Parenting is just as exciting as a rollercoaster." I grinned. "I just recalled all the memories of when I was having Colette. God, I have no words to describe how I was feeling the moment when I pressed her tiny head against my chest. She was so small and soft."

"Cam, seeing your expression makes me want to have my child sooner. Is it possible to pop this thing out in six months?"

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I laughed, shaking my head. "You're so silly." I slapped her shoulder playfully. "I can't believe you're going to be a mother. I never imagined you having babies."

"I have always wanted to have babies." Rika sipped her coffee. "When I met Conan we were just sixteen and he already planned to have a family with me."

"He loved you even when you were not there for him. I recalled the time when he told me about you, but he didn't mention your name."

"So what did he tell you about me?" She asked me with keen interest. I smiled and settled on the stool while we talked about Conan. I was glad Rika didn't mention Scott while we were talking about our childhood. She understood me better than anyone else. I was happy I got my best friend back and our relationship was getting better. Rika made me laugh from time to time and lightened my mood. After three hours of chatting, she got a call from her doctor and she left. I slumped on the couch, staring at the ceiling, feeling lonely again. I was just praying that I would get a clue that Scott was fine. I didn't know why I felt something strange inside me like something bad was about to happen. Whenever I was alone I was not really alone. Scott's memories were there with me. He just tried so hard for three months to make me fall and I just fell for him again. I couldn't stop loving that man. He was disrespectful to me and I was unfair to him, the end of the story. Why couldn't I move on? Leaving him alone. Why was he always in my head like his soul was calling me somewhere in the world?

I missed him.

I missed him badly.

How could I be so weak letting my heart take over my brain? I couldn't forget the damage he did to me but at the same time, I couldn't forget his cure. He was so kind to me and Colette. I sometimes wondered how he would react if I told him. the truth about his brother earlier. He misunderstood me as well as I did. I paced back and forth, chewing my gums. I had sent an email to one of his close friends, Harry. I knew him. He was with us in high school. I didn't know his address and I was hoping for his reply. I hoped he would tell me Scott was fine and was residing somewhere in a more peaceful place.

The phone beeped and I quickly grabbed it off the table to check my email. "Hell, yes!" It was from Harry. I read his email.

Hey Camille, how's it going? Sorry, I haven't been in touch with Scott for almost four months. He last appeared at my daughter's fifth birthday party. He also brought your daughter Colette. It was such a nice day. Tell him I was missing him and ask him to call me as soon as his phone is repaired.

After reading his email, I was on the verge of tears. He didn't even know about Scott's whereabouts. What the hell is this? Although he was the only person who could give me positive news, he was also unaware of the truth. I was so desperate to replace out about Scott. There was no news about him anywhere. It looked like people had forgotten about this superstar. I hired an investigator, but all he could say was that Scott had moved to another country. Archie and Kate hated Scott after Maura's death and I couldn't contact them. I remembered Scott had a driver who had worked for him for years. What was his name? As I strained my brain for his name, I was unable to recall it. After a few moments, I remembered it. It was Amos.

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He was the only person who could lead me to Scott.

But how would I be able to replace him?

I grabbed my phone and texted Harry again. "Hey, I urgently need your help. Can you send me your address? Since these things cannot be discussed via email." I clicked on the send button and it was delivered to him. After a few moments, he replied with his contact number and address. Since Colette was in school and wouldn't be back until noon I grabbed my purse and car keys before heading out. The first place I wanted to visit was Scott's farmhouse. It took me about one and a half hours to drive to his farmhouse. I parked the car in the driveway and got out. The dried leaves crunched under my boots as I walked up the stairs. I unlocked the door with the use of a spare key Scott had given me and stepped inside. Fine particles of dust gathered on the furniture, kitchen counter, and dining table where we used to eat together. There were mice on the floorboards, spiderwebs drifting off the beams and dusty sheets covering antiques. I walked into his room and found the mattress upside down, the pillows ripped open, their feathers scattered all around the room and the table being thrown away. It felt like someone had done it in rage. Maybe Scott had done that before leaving that place.

I swallowed hard when I spotted his broken cell phone under the table. I lowered myself down and picked it up. Its screen was completely damaged. Maybe I would replace something about him with the help of it so I stuffed it in my purse and stood up, looking around.

"Where are you?" I sighed and turned around and was about to leave the room but then my eyes caught something. I walked closer to it and sat down. There were a lot of medicine wrappers. I picked it up and examined the tablets. "What kind of medicine is this? Who is taking this drug?" I whispered, reading the medicine cover. "Was Scott...? Oh no! What the hell am I thinking?" I shook my head, brushing the thought from my mind. I didn't know much about these medicines but I had read about them. It was consumed by patients who were suffering from seizures. I remembered my mother's cousin taking that medicine. I gripped the package in my hand, trying to calm my brain down. I felt like my brain was running at a million miles per second.

No! How could I think so negatively about him? I ran my hands across my face, rushing out a heavy breath. "Oh my God! Is he dying?" I swallowed hard, my chin trembling. "Of course, not. He is fine. He is okay." I threw the package away angrily. "I'm overthinking. Calm down, Cam. Calm down. Calm down!" I closed my eyes and counted my breaths.

1, 2, 3, 4...

I shook my head, standing up impatiently. "I need to replace him and make sure he is alright."