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They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 116

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Chapter 116 It’s All Their Fault

Turner jumped up fast, and the leather sofa squeaked. His eyes locked on the yellowed medical file on the coffee table. TH check it out, he said firmly

Camila’s story was heart wrenching Just hearing it made his chest feel tight, like an invisible hand was squeezing it. He was furious for her. How could parents be so mean? he thought. If the Jacksons are really behind this, bankrupting them would be too easy

Tumer took a step forward, but then Giovani’s deep voice boomed. Get some rest. Sean will handle this.

Tumer froze midstep and tumed to look at Glovani

Giovani was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward, hands clasped over his knees. His gaze was colder and more determined.

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Sean Evans was a big deal. He used to be a one man army who took down a drug lord’s hideout. After he retired, Giovani noticed his skills and hired him as a driver Scan seemed quiet, but he secretly took care of tough tasks for Giovani Tumer knew Glovani wellthis time, he was really mad With Sean on the job, every secret would come out. The Jacksonsdirty laundry, going back generations, would all be exposed,

Tumer sat back down. The living room felt gloomy and silent.

Camila felt a heavy weight on her chest as she looked around the room. Everyone’s concern and pity felt like hands squeezing her heart. Each heartbeat hurt more than the last.

The pain hit her like a wave, leaving her breathless. She felt like she was about to lose it, but she didn’t want to break down in front of everyone. She couldn’t let them see her fall apart.

She pushed herself to look calm. But inside, she was a mess. Her voice was weak and shaky as she said, 1I need to rest for a bit.

When she stood up, she felt dizzy. Her vision blurred, and she swayed, Giovani, Turner, and Michael jumped up to steady her.

Lindsey, Keira, and Hazel also stepped forward, looking worried and sad.

But Camila, stubborn as ever, gritted her teeth and steadied herself. She forced a smile. “I’m okay. Just stood up too fast,” she said. Even though her smile was fake and her steps were wobbly, she walked around the sofa and headed upstairs. Ms. Jackson, breakfast is ready. Have something,” Hazel said softly, worried.

Camila shook her head. Hazel, I’m not hungry. You all go ahead, she replied. Her steps were slow and heavy, like she was walking on clouds

Hazel watched Camila’s weak figure go upstairs. Her heart ached. She thought about how coldly Camila had been treated by the Jacksons for three years. How could they want her kidney? Are they even human? Hazel’s eyes teared up. Instead of going to her bedroom, Camila went straight to the craft room. She stood by the window, where the sunlight hit her pale face. But it didn’t warm her at all.

Outside, the garden was full of colorsbright reds, soft pinks, and pure whites. The air smelled like flowers.

Giovani had picked this room for her himself. He’d said, When you’re feeling drained, just stand here, look at the view, and breathe in the fresh air. It’ll help you relax. This place is perfect for you.

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In the past, just standing by the window always cheered her up. But this time, no matter how amazing the scenery was o how sweet the flowers smelled, nothing could get rid of the dark cloud hanging over her heart.

Camila slowly walked over to the embroidery frame. The colorful threads that used to look so lively now seemed dull and lifeless to her. Her shaky fingers touched the fabric, and memories of her time with the Jacksons flooded back.

The cold, uncaring looks, the harsh words, and now the cruel truth that her parents might have planned to take her kidney- it all felt like knives cutting into her, each one deeper than the last.

With trembling fingers, she picked up the needle. The thread slid through the tight silk, making a faint sound, like a whis in the quiet room. She tried to focus on the barely started Majestic Bloom design, hoping the stitching would numb he pain

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She quickly wiped it away with

But after the third stitch, a tear dropped onto the embroidery hoon snaking into the cloth. S her sleeve, but the tears kept coming, nonstop Successfully unlocked! Suddenly, the needle pricked her finger. A drop uicu u popped up right away, mixing with her tears and blooming on the silk like a beautiful red plum blossom.

The sight was shocking, and she lost all her strength. She slumped over the table, her sobs echoing in the room. All the pain, bitterness, and heartbreak she’d kept inside for years came pouring out, like a dam breaking.

Chapter 116 It’s All Ther Faul

Giovani had quietly shown up behind her at some point. Watching her shoulders shake, his heart ached. He instinctively reached out to comfort her, but his hand stopped in midairhe couldn’t bring himself to touch her.

He felt her pain like it was his own, but he didn’t know what to say to make her feel better. All he could do was stand there quietly, being there for her

From under her arms came muffled sobs. What did I do wrong? Why are they treating me like this?she cried. They know how much I want a family, but they still hurt me. Am I really that bad? That unlovable?

Glovani’s hand clenched tightly by his side, his knuckles turning white. His voice was gentle but firm as he said, You’re amazing, Camila You’re not unlovable at all. We all care about you a lot. None of this is your fault. It’s all on them.

But Camila couldn’t hear Giovani’s words. She kept crying, her sobs filling the room like a silent cry for help, tugging at everyone’s heart who heard them.

The door to the room was open, and Lindsey, Keira, and Hazel stood outside, looking at Camila with sad eyes. Tears welled up in their eyes and spilled over as they stood there helplessly, their hearts breaking for her.

Even Turner and Michael in the living room could hear her cries. Turner’s fists clenched tight, his teeth gritted in anger, Those Jackson family jerks deserve to suffer for what they did to Ms. Jackson,” he muttered through clenched teeth.

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