They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 222

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Camila’s chest tightened, a wave of pain spreading through her.

It wasn’t surprising that Hazel didn’t recognize her. For her, it was her first time meeting Camila. Although Camila had prepared herself for this, she still felt a little sad.

In her old life, Hazel had been the only one in the Jackson family who cared for her, loved her, and shielded her, but she didn‘ t recognize her this time. Camila found it hard to accept.

Camila felt her throat tighten and quickly lowered her head to hide the tears in her eyes. Her voice was soft and gentle, carrying a polite tone. “Ma’am, I’m Camila Stuard. I’m here to visit Mrs. Jackson.”

Hazel paused for a moment. It took her a while to figure out what Camila meant. “You mean Ms. Davis, right?”

Camila thought, ‘Ms. Davis? Is she talking about Belinda? So, she’s the one in charge now. It looks like a lot happened between her and Arthur while I was buried in my research.’

She nodded with a faint smile. “Yeah. Is Ms. Davis home?”

“She is,” Hazel said warmly, ushering Camila inside.

The moment Camila stepped into the villa, she felt like she went back to her previous life–the day she was brought to the Jackson residence from the orphanage.

The villa looked exactly as she remembered, almost as if time had stood still.

What surprised her was that Harry was standing beside the couch in the living room, shoulders slumped, while Belinda was staring coldly at him.

Harry’s face was filled with defiance. “Mom, what’s wrong with you? You used to adore Agnes, but now you’re so cruel to her. You divorced Dad and even kicked Agnes out of the house. How could you do that?

“Agnes may be someone else’s child, but she’s innocent. Why do you have to punish her for the mistakes Dad made? Her kidneys are weak, yet you keep hitting and scolding her. If anything happens to her, it’ll all be your fault.”

Although Harry was being disciplined, he wore a look of defiance, and every word he said was a criticism of Belinda. He showed no empathy for her at all.

The fact was that Arthur had cheated and brought the mistress‘ daughter to Belinda, asking her to raise the child.

If Belinda hadn’t remembered what happened in her old life, she would have continued raising Agnes the same way, unconditionally spoiling her and even humiliating Camila for her.

This was incredibly cruel for any mother, yet Harry didn’t consider her feelings at all. Instead, he empathized with Agnes.

Belinda’s face twisted with rage. Without a second thought, she grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at Harry’s head.

The ashtray struck Harry’s forehead with a loud crack, and blood immediately began streaming down his face.

As Belinda stared at the blood dripping from Harry’s wound, a memory from her old life surfaced–one she had tried to bury. Back then, in a similar fit of anger, she smashed an ashtray over Camila’s head.

At that time, no one cared about Camila, leaving her to lie on the cold floor. If Hazel hadn’t taken her away, she probably would have died that cold rainy night.

The thought of it made Belinda’s eyes redden instantly, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Harry noticed her reaction and sneered. “You hit me and now you’re pretending to feel bad about it, huh? Isn’t that a bit hypocritical?

“All these years, you’ve only cared about Camila. You’ve never seen the good in me or Agnes.

“Camila has a loving family and doesn’t want to reunite with us. And what’s so great about her anyway? She was a spoiled brat as a kid, and I bet she’s no better now.

“Oh, right, she disappeared eight years ago, didn’t she? Who knows if she’s still alive? And so what if she was a genius? It didn’t do her any good. She probably died a long time ago.”

These words sent a surge of fury through Belinda. She raised her hand abruptly, intending to slap him across the face. Harry raised his bloodied head defiantly. “Go ahead, kill me. Without Agnes, this family means nothing to me. I’d rather be dead.

“Your daughter is already gone. If you kill me to Successfully unlocked!

Belinda trembled with rage, her entire body shaking.

Stent in the world!”

Suddenly, a soft voice broke the tension in the room. “Sorry to disappoint you, Harry, but I’m still alive.”

Hearing that, Belinda raised her head abruptly, and the moment she saw Camila, she couldn’t help crying.

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“Camila, is it you?” she said.

She found the eighteen–year–old Camila was both familiar and strange. Camila was just as stunning as in her old life, inheriting the best features of Belinda and Arthur.

However, she was completely different from her old life. Back then, although she was pretty, she was short and very thin, However, now, she was tall–around 5.6 feet–with a great figure, clearly well taken care of

The stark contrast only served to highlight how the Jackson family had failed her in her old life, never truly caring for her well–being.

Belinda rose from the couch, taking slow steps toward Camila. “It’s you. You finally come back to see me. Are you staying?” she asked, her voice trembling with hope. The excitement was clear in her eyes as the questions spilled out, barely contained.

Camila’s expression remained calm and indifferent. She showed no reaction to Belinda’s excitement.

When Belinda reached Camila, she opened her arms, ready to embrace her daughter,

A mother’s embrace was something Camila had longed for in her old life, but sadly, she never got to experience it.

This time, things were different. She had a new family who truly cared for her. As for Belinda, Harry, and the rest of the Jackson family, they were nothing more than strangers who happened to share her blood.

Without hesitation, she shoved Belinda away with surprising force. Belinda stumbled back several steps, nearly losing her balance.

“Camila, you still won’t forgive me, right?” Belinda looked hurt.

Camila didn’t say anything. She just looked at her with a mocking gaze.

Belinda froze, the weight of her past mistakes pressing down on her. Forcing down her embarrassment, she quickly put on a smile and asked, “Camila, where have you been all these years?”

“You don’t need to know,” Camila replied.

Belinda opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.

A sneer broke the tension as Harry slowly got up from the floor.

Harry had grown into the tall and handsome figure he had in her old life. However, the way he looked at Camila was the same–filled with mockery.

“You sure are hard to kill. Gone for eight years, and you’re still alive,” he said.

Camila remained indifferent. Harry’s words, harsh as they were, couldn’t stir even a flicker of emotion in her. To her, he was nothing more than trash.

Harry, being ignored once again, clenched his fists, his forehead veins bulging in anger.

He turned to Belinda again and said disdainfully, “See? I told you she’s just an ungrateful brat. You care so much about her, but she doesn’t even want to talk to you.

“I just don’t get it. Why are you so obsessed with her? You never raised her, and yet just because of blood ties, she’s all you think about. Is blood that important?

“Compared to Agnes, she’s nothing.”

“Shut up!” Belinda yelled angrily.

Harry refused to back down. “What’s wrong with what I said? I’m just stating the facts.”

Belinda’s face twisted with fury, and for a moment, it seemed she might physically silence him.

Whether in the past or now, Harry’s words have always been sharp. He was the one who humiliated Camila the most back then.

However, things were different. Camila remained completely unaffected. She just turned to Belinda and said, “I have something to discuss with you.”

Belinda was flattered. “Sure, let’s talk in the study.”

Then the two of them went upstairs.

Harry, who had been completely ignored, exploded in anger. “Camila, who the hell do you think you are? You can’t just barge into my house. Get out of here, now!”

Camila remained indifferent, her cold attitude only fueling Harry’s rage. “I’m talking to you. Are you deaf or something?”

The word “deaf” made Camila stop in her tracks, and her expression darkened for a moment.

What she hated most was being called deaf, because, in her old life, she was made deaf from being beaten. The agony of hearing nothing was something she knew all too well, and after that experience, she never wanted to be deaf again.

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Camila said casually, “Ms. Davis, you’re still the same, unable to properly educate your child.”

Her words hit Belinda like a slap, leaving her both ashamed and furious.

Belinda turned to Harry with a stern face. “If you don’t stop, I’ll kick you out right now. You’ll never get to come back.”

Then she turned to Camila. “Let’s not waste time on him.” She reached out, trying to hold Camila’s hand, but the latter pulled away.

Belinda’s hand froze, and she awkwardly pulled it back.

After they entered the study, Belinda said, “Camila, are you thirsty? Would you like anything to drink?”

“Don’t bother. I’ve never been worthy of anything from you,” Camila replied indifferently.

Belinda felt a sharp pain in her heart. “I’m sorry.”

“If you’re truly sorry, then do me a favor,” Camila said.

Belinda’s eyes lit up with hope. “What is it? As long as it’s within my power, I’ll do everything I can.”

Camila gave Belinda a once–over. The look of distrust in her eyes made her more upset.

“Camila, please believe me. I’m not lying,” Belinda pleaded.

“Fine, I’ll trust you one more time, but it’s your last chance. If you can handle this, all the grudges from our past lives will be forgotten,” Camila said.

“Really?” Belinda’s voice trembled with excitement.

“Yes, but this is your only chance,” Camila said.

“Alright, just tell me what it is,” Belinda said.