They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 Lindsey’s Favoritism Between Camila And Giovani

Owen curled up in the corner next to the trash bin. “Camila, I’ve failed you. I’ve let you down.”

He thought, ‘This is my punishment. The agony of a shattered leg is unbearable. The shame of being looked down upon by everyone is crushing. The hunger and the gnawing emptiness are pain.

‘Back in high school, when your schedule was already packed, you pushed yourself to the limit, entering every competition just to stay at the top and win scholarships. You gave me every penny, so I could go to college without a care.

‘Even now, you’re still the same, leaving most of your money for me. Camila, have you forgiven me already?”

Owen’s mind was flooded with memories of the orphanage. He could still see Camila’s trusting gaze, the way she followed him everywhere like a little shadow. He had sworn to protect her for a lifetime.

With that thought, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. “If I had known things would turn out like this, I never would’ve studied law. Maybe if I hadn’t become a lawyer, we wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

Owen muttered to himself for a long time before chomping the bread. “Camila. Even if it’s just for you, I have to pull myself together.”

Camila and Hazel returned to the Campbell residence. Lindsey was sitting on the couch, arranging flowers. When she saw Camila come in, she quickly set aside what she was holding and greeted her with a warm smile. “Camila, you’re back.” Camila had already composed herself as she stepped through the door. She wore a bright smile, looking genuinely cheerful. “Lindsey,” she said warmly.

But Lindsey’s smile froze the moment she got a good look at Camila. Her eyes filled with concern. “Camila, why are your eyes so red?”

Lindsey hurried over to Camila, her gaze full of worry as she examined her closely. “Have you been crying? Did someone bully you? Just tell me, and I’ll make sure they regret it,” she said firmly.

A wave of warmth filled Camila’s heart, nearly bringing her to tears again. Those who cared about her saw even the smallest changes, while those who didn’t overlooked the obvious.

Back at the Jackson residence, William had forced her to kneel at Emily’s bedside, bowing her head so hard that it bled. Her forehead had been wrapped in thick white bandages, but the Jackson family had turned a blind eye to her suffering.

Now, her eyes were only slightly red from crying, yet Lindsey, despite her age, noticed the change immediately.

Camila took a deep breath, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. She put on a cheerful face and explained, “It was just the wind earlier. Some sand got into my eyes, and I was rubbing them for a while.”

Hearing this, Lindsey let out a soft sigh of relief, her tense expression easing. Camila’s health had always been delicate, and Lindsey’s biggest worry was that someone outside might mistreat her.

Still, sand in the eyes could cause harm. Lindsey quickly turned to Keira and said, “Keira, bring the eye drops.”

“Lindsey, I’m really fine,” Camila insisted.

Lindsey didn’t pay any attention to Camila’s protests. She firmly guided her to the sofa and then had her lie down with her head resting on her lap. She held Camila close, cradling her like a cherished granddaughter.

Camila felt a lump in her throat, her tears threatening to fall again. Just before they could, Lindsey carefully applied eye drops to her eyes.

At that moment, Camila’s tears flowed uncontrollably, hidden beneath the guise of her eye drops.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Lindsey asked, her voice full of concern.

Keira and Hazel quickly gathered around, their worried eyes fixed on Camila.

Camila forced a casual tone and said, “The eye drops feel so cold.”

Lindsey let out a relieved sigh. “Good girl, just bear with it for a moment. I will be done soon.”

Camila smiled warmly, her gaze unwavering as she looked at Lindsey.

Lindsey applied the drops again, but each time, the liquid mixed with Camila’s tears and trickled down the corners of her eyes. Lindsey frowned slightly. “Why does it keep coming out?”

“Maybe my eyes just don’t like eye drops,” Campked

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Lindsey chuckled softly. “You little rascal, always trying

Camila closed her eyes, hiding the storm of emotions within. She reached out and hugged Lindsey’s waist tightly. “It’s because you’re so good to me, Lindsey. I just want you to be happy every single day.”

She thought, ‘Even if I’m gone someday, don’t be sad. Life goes on. Mr. Campbell will find someone better for him. I’m just a

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small part of his life journey‘

Camilla nuzzled against Lindsey’s embrace, inhaling the comforting warmth of her scent. For the first time in a long while, she felt truly at peace

Feeling the closeness of the person in her arms, Lindsey’s heart melted like water. She gently patted Camila’s back and said softly, I hope you’ll be happy every single day, too.”

At that, Camilla murmured softly.

“Did you spend the whole day outside? Feeling tired?” Lindsey asked gently.

“A little” Camila replied

“if you’re tired, just rest here for a while, Lindsey said, making no move to let go of Camila.

Camila leaned her upper body against Lindsey, her frail condition evident. Even a few extra steps had left her utterly exhausted

Under Lindsey’s soothing words, Camila gradually drifted off to sleep.

Once she was sound asleep, Lindsey carefully put her down and placed a throw pillow under her head.

Hazel had already brought over a light blanket, and as Lindsey stood up, Hazel gently draped it over Camila.

Unaware of what was happening, Camila slept peacefully while Lindsey, Keira, and Hazel stood by the sofa, quietly watching her serene face. They lingered for a while before tiptoeing away.

“Mrs. Campbell, what should we prepare for dinner tonight? Mr. Campbell will be back soon, Keira said.

Lindsey glanced at the sofa where Camila was sleeping and replied softly, “Cooking might wake Camila. Let’s just order takeout for Giovani.”

Keira hesitated, thinking, Takeout? Mr. Campbell has never had takeout before.

“What about Ms. Jackson? Keira asked.

Turning to Hazel, Lindsey said, “Camila loves the oatmeal Hazel makes. It’s gentle on the stomach, too. Hazel, why don’t you prepare some oatmeal? It won’t make much noise.”

Lindsey’s doting on Camila once again left Keira and Hazel astonished. Though they couldn’t help but feel Lindsey was being a bit partial, they were more than happy to see it.

When Giovani returned home, the group gathered around the dining table.