Sham Marriage Quit Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 87

Out of the corner of her eye, Elena caught sight of Camille. She slipped her hand into Nathan's and smiled sweetly. "Alright, don't forget to get everything ready for the wedding. I want you to make it big, like you're marrying me all over again."

Camille's stare made Nathan's back tense.

He forced a smile. "Yeah, of course."

"I'm heading inside."

Elena didn't spare Camille a glance as she walked in.

Back in her room, she turned on the lights and pulled the curtains shut, leaving just a small gap, perfectly angled to give her a clear view of the driveway below.

From outside, no one could see in.

Nathan glanced at Camille's expression. This was not the place to talk. He turned and headed for his car.

"You don't have anything to say to me?" Camille called out.

Nathan instinctively glanced upstairs. Elena was probably in the shower by now.

He frowned. "It's late, and this isn't the place. I'll explain another day, alright?"

He tried to leave.

Camille rushed forward and grabbed him hard. Her face twisted, jealousy written all over it. "What do you mean this isn't the place? This is the perfect place. Let her hear it. Let Elena hear who actually belongs as Mrs. Hawthorne."

She was done pretending.

She was the one who was supposed to have that title. So why did Elena get everything?

And now Nathan was even planning a wedding for Elena?

Her voice rose, sharp and uncontrollable, making Nathan's heart jump. He clamped a hand over her mouth, yanked open the back door, and pushed her inside the car.

"Let go of me, Nathan. I've been with you for this long, and now you're giving Elena a wedding? What about everything you promised me?"

Camille's voice broke as tears streamed down her face.

Nathan crouched down in front of her.

"Babe, I know this isn't fair to you. But you're the only one I care about. Elena made it clear. No wedding, no baby. Everything I'm doing is for us, for our future. Don't you see that?"

His voice softened as he wiped her tears away with a kiss.

"You know who I really want. Haven't you always known that?"

Camille cried even harder.

"You're not allowed to marry her. She already took my parents, and now she's trying to take you too. I'm going to talk to her right now. You're mine."

The image of Elena in a wedding dress standing next to Nathan drove her crazy.

Timing it perfectly, Elena picked up a glass and stepped out of her room, humming softly as if she were just going downstairs for water.

She ran into Camille on the stairs.

Elena's soft humming echoed in the stairwell, and Camille's expression tightened almost instantly.

"You seem to be in a great mood," Camille said.

Am I just in a good mood? I'm practically on cloud nine.

Elena was practically glowing, especially after noticing the faint handprint on Camille's face. She almost laughed.

"Not bad," Elena said casually. "Nathan agreed to redo our wedding. Oh, that reminds me, I still need a bridesmaid. Want the spot?"

Elena didn't let up, pressing the point even harder. Camille was so furious she looked like she might choke on it.

"Elena, are you doing this on purpose? You know I love Nathan. If you hadn't shown up, I would've been the one who married him."

Because of Elena, everything that should have belonged to her had turned into a joke.

"You just hate that my parents like me more, so you're stealing everything from me. And now you're forcing Nathan to stay away from me. Elena, do you have any shame at all?"

Elena's smile slowly faded.

"Are you serious right now?" she said coolly. "I'm the one who actually belongs in that family. Do you even know who your real parents are?"