Chapter 172
“Mrs. Ramirez, there are some chairs over there. Why don’t you go have a seat and
rest?” Aaron Lee said, pointing to a nearby waiting area.
“Aaron, the title of Mrs. Ramirez already belongs to someone else. It’s not
appropriate for you to call me that anymore p>
Camila was pregnant with Alexander’s child. This time, it wasn’t a misunderstanding. And tomorrow, she and Alexander would receive their divorce certificate. The role of Mrs. Ramirez was finally changing hands.
Half an hour crawled by, and Arianna’s patience wore thin.
“I can’t believe Alexander would fall for a woman like her. He must be blind!” she fumed.
Just as she finished speaking, Alexander and Camila walked over, looking perfectly fine.
Natalie stood up. “Can we go now p>
Camila smiled sweetly. “Ms. Watson, please try to understand. You’ve never been a mother or been pregnant, so you wouldn’t know how worried a mother can be about her child p>
“Who says Natalie has never-❞ Arianna couldn’t stand Camila’s smug attitude and the words just tumbled out.
Natalie quickly tugged on her arm.
Arianna stopped abruptly, as if she had slammed on the brakes.
Alexander’s eyes narrowed slightly. “She has never what p>
Arianna struggled to find the right words, but Natalie spoke up first. “While I may not be a mother, I know the basics of pregnancy. And I know that a mother should strive to be a good person for her child’s sake p>
Her meaning was clear: she was warning Camila to stop stirring up trouble, and subtly insulting her character.
Before Camila could retort, Natalie gave Arianna a look and the two of them headed for the hospital exit without another glance at Alexander.
“Alex, Natalie Watson just cursed our baby!” Camila whined, clutching Alexander’s
arm.
Alexander watched Natalie’s retreating figure, then gently removed his arm. His voice was cold. “Since you’re pregnant, you should stop running around. Stay home and rest p>
With that, he walked away, leaving Camila standing alone.
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In the underground parking garage, Arianna turned off the car, her voice laced with concern.
“No, it’s fine. I’ve already taken up half your day. You should get back to work,” Natalie said with a smile, unbuckling her seatbelt.
“Mr. Thompson is out of the country for the next couple of weeks, and things are slow at the office. I can stay,” Arianna insisted.
Natalie shook her head and opened the car door. “I have documents to review and a video conference with headquarters. I’ll be busy too. You should go p>
Arianna studied her friend’s expression, searching for any sign of sadness or pain, but found none.
“Alright, then. Call me if you need anything p>
As Arianna drove away, Natalie waved, holding her smile until the car disappeared from view. Then, her lips flattened into a thin line, the cheerful facade she had maintained all day crumbling in an instant.
The image of Camila clutching her stomach, claiming the baby was hers and Alexander’s, replayed in her mind. She remembered that day in the hospital, how coldly Alexander had treated Camila, how he had promised her he had no romantic feelings for her whatsoever.
Natalie let out a bitter laugh. No romantic feelings, but they’d slept together? And
now there was a child.
Memories of her time with
Alexander at the hospital flooded her
mind-his sincerity had been so e
convincing it had made her change her own heart. The result was a brutar wake-up call. She had
stumbled into the same trap twice self-mocking, bitter smile touched her lips.
Alexander had someone drive Camila back to the White Estate. He had arranged the check-up that day to confirm the timing of her pregnancy. No one at the Ramirez Group’s hospital would dare to lie.
The results were the same as the initial report: Camila was four weeks pregnant. It confirmed that something had happened between them that night.
From the rearview mirror, Aaron Lee watched his boss. Alexander’s face was dark, terrifyingly so.
“Mr. Ramirez, are you really going to divorce Mrs. Ramirez p>
Aaron knew Alexander’s heart better than anyone. If Alexander didn’t love Natalie,
he wouldn’t have nearly died trying to save her. But Aaron couldn’t understand why Alexander would then betray her.
The security cameras at Sagebrush
Community only covered the
exterior. Alexander had sent him to check the footage, which showed Camila arriving in the afternoon and the door not being properly, closed But only Alexander and Camila knew what had actually happened inside.
Alexander leaned back against the seat, his legs crossed, and closed his eyes. A weariness Aaron had never seen before settled over him. “Yes,” he said.
Aaron pressed on, emboldened. “Even if you’re divorcing her, you shouldn’t have treated her like that. You broke her heart p>