They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Camila’s Needle Work Finished

For over a month, Camile had been staying home completely absorbed in her nestle why with no dive shout what happening in the outside world.

Meanwhile, Owen was having a tough time. He had been planning to represent George in a durance CESA

But no matter how long he waited, George never showed up Exery call he made went to canal with George’s phone turned off.

Owen had pinned all his hopes on this case, expecting to earn 300 thousand dollars in legal fass and finally tum his life around. But with George unreachable, his plans were falling apart

The thought of failing this case had Owen panicking he couldn’t pull it off, held be back to scavenging for a ling a life he desperately wanted to leave behind.

Just when Owen was at his wit’s end, fate intervened the unexpectedly can into George on the sheet

George had gained so much weight that Owen almost didn’t recognize firm. Thankfully despite the extra pounds, his facial features were still somewhat familiar.

Owen stared at George, who wheezed with every step, and blurted out in disbelief George, what on earth happened to you? How did you end up like this in just a month?”

George wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. Once the class hearthrob, he had always taken pride in his locks. But now, he was a bloated shadow of his former self, unkempt and utterly unrecognizable

As if that wasn’t bad enough, he had also lost his job. At this point, the only thing he had left was his wife–everything else had crumbled away.

Without a word, George cast Owen a lifeless glance and trudged toward his home, his every step heavy with defeat. Owen grew anxious and called after him, ‘George, didn’t we agree over a month ago to file for divorce? Why did you suddenly vanish? What have you been doing all this time?”

“What I do has nothing to do with you. Just leave me alone, George muttered weakly, his voice barely above a whisper Owen ignored his frailty and pressed on. “Fine, I don’t care where you’ve been. But right now, the divorce is what matters most. Weren’t you planning to take all of your wife’s assets? We need to make up evidence of her cheating

George felt a surge of irritation. Look at me now, he thought bitterly. Who would even look at me, let alone want me? Divorce? What a joke.

Besides, Giovani had made sure no company in Sancho that worked with the Campbell Group would hire George. He was effectively blacklisted. For now, staying married was his only option.

Taking a deep breath, George finally said, “I’m not getting divorced. Just go.”

Owen froze at his words, the weight of them sinking in like a stone in his chest

“You can’t just back out of the divorce. We had a deal–I’d help you win the case and take all your wife’s assets, and you’d pay me 300 thousand dollars. How can you go back on your word?” Owen snapped.

George was already in a bad mood. All he wanted was to get home, collapse into bed, and rest. Once he felt better, he planned to ask his wife to take him to the hospital.

But Owen just wouldn’t let it go, and George’s temper finally exploded. His face twisted with rage as he shouted, “What part of my words don’t you understand? Whether I get divorced or not is none of your business!

Owen, whose life was already a mess, felt utterly humiliated being yelled at by George in the middle of the street.

His expression darkened as he shot back venomously, “You wanted the divorce, you fat slob! Now you’re blaming me? Look at yourself–you’ve ballooned in just a month. I bet you’ve been messing around and caught something nasty. No wonder you look like this.”

George couldn’t hold back anymore. Enraged by Owen’s words, he lunged at him, fists flying. Owen, refusing to back down fought back just as fiercely.

A lumbering fat man and a wheelchair–bound guy flailing at each other–it was a ridiculous sight, almost comical in its absurdity.

Passersby stopped in their tracks, forming a circle around the twn. They watched the chaotic scene unfold with amused curiosity.

Successfully unlocked!

But neither of them had the stamina to keep it up jurony, coun, Dou were gasping for air, their faces bruised and battered, and they looked utterly pathetic.

George let out a cold snort, dragging his heavy body away. Meanwhile, Owen, sprawled on the ground, struggled with all his might to climb back into his wheelchair. Once seated, he slowly wheeled himself away from the scene.

Chapter 181 Camila’s Needle Work Finished

He hadn’t gone far when a heavyset woman stepped in his way. That woman was none other than Patricia.

“I hear you’ve got a thing for Camila. Want her? I can help you,” she said with a sly grin.

Owen frowned at the unfamiliar woman standing before him. “Who are you, and why would you want to help me?” he asked, his tone skeptical.

Patricia’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “I’m Patricia. Helping you get Camila is only natural–because I’m into Giovanj.”

Owen’s gaze swept over Patricia, sizing her up. The image of Giovani being hounded by this stout woman flashed through his mind, and he couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.

‘If I can somehow pair Giovani with Patricia, Giovani will undoubtedly become the laughingstock of high society. Well, that’s what Giovani gets for trying to steal Camila from me,‘ he thought, silently scherning.

*****

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, six months had passed. During this time, Patricia and Owen tried every trick in the book to scheme against Camila.

But Camila stayed holed up in the Campbell residence, never stepping beyond its gates, leaving them no chance to act.

Camila’s health was getting worse every day, but she had only one goal: to finish her needle work. Once it was done, she could leave this place with Lucy and Hazel.

After six months of relentless effort, the needle work that carried her countless hours of dedication was finally finished. Yet, she chose not to share this news with Giovani or Lindsey.

She figured that once she left, they would naturally discover the completed masterpiece on their own.