They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Ruin Her Reputation

Agnes silently mouthed, “I spiked your juice. Just walt–you’ll be utterly disgrat

She thought Camila wouldn’t understand, but Carifa could read tips the san every word.

Her eyes widened in shock.

At the same time, a scorching heat surged through her body–fierce and overwherring crashing against her let freeads of sanity like relentless waves. A deep flush spread across her cheeks.

Locking eyes with Agnes’s malicious gaze, Camila’s fury ignited. She lunged forward, intent on striking her but Agnes dodged with ease, folding her arms and smirking.

“You little slut. Haven’t you been so proud of yourself lately? Aren’t you supposed to te marring Me Goven Carpet s see if he still wants to wed you once you strip yourself bare in front of everyonel i make sure you’re attedy ne all of Sancho’s elite. Let them all see what a filthy wretch you arem

Camila’s vision blurred. The once dazzling banquet hall lights flickered early, as if taunting her

An unbearable heat clawed at her, compelling her to tear her clothes off.

She gripped her arms tightly, nails digging into her flesh, using the pain to fight for clarity

Her panicked gaze darted around. The guests were still immersed in conversation–no one had noticed her distress

She couldn’t lose control here. She had to get out.

Gritting her teeth, Camila turned and bolted toward the exit.

Agnes, unwilling to let her go, grabbed her arm and called out loudly, “Carnila, Dad and Morn are over there Let’s go see them together.”

She yanked Camila forcefully.

Arthur, Belinda, and Harry all turned toward the commotion.

Seeing Camila, Belinda beamed, “Camila, there you are! Come, I’ll introduce you to Mr. Campbell.*

Camila’s heart pounded wildly. If she stayed any longer, she’d lose control.

Her body trembled, soaked in sweat.

Biting the tip of her tongue, she summoned all her strength and wrenched free from Agnes’s grasp. The force sent Agnes stumbling into a table, knocking over wine glasses and cakes. A mess of shattered glass and spilled drinks littered the floor, drawing the attention of nearby guests.

In the midst of startled gasps, Camila staggered away.

She ignored Arthur and Belinda’s furious shouts.

Giovani watched the slim figure in a black suit dash off. She seemed familiar, but he couldn’t quite place where he’d seen her before.

He didn’t dwell on it. She was clearly not important.

Camila staggered into the hotel corridor.

Her legs felt as heavy as lead, her body swaying as if pulled in opposite directions. She crashed into several decorative flower arrangements, leaving a trail of destruction behind her. But she had no time to care.

She gasped for breath, desperate to escape and find a secluded place to endure the effects of the drug.

Then, a tall figure blocked her path. “Camila, have you been drinking?”

Owen’s familiar, slightly puzzled voice reached her ears.

He frowned and instinctively reached out, pressing a cool palm against her burning forehead.

The moment his fingers touched her skin, her mind went blank.

The drug’s influence roared within her like a wild beast. Her hands moved on their own, clutching his broad shoulders. Her flushed face, her dazed, unfocused eyes–always so cold and sharp before–were now brimming with unqua vulnerability.

Owen stiffened. She was too close. He coulds Successfully unlocked! lighting, he could even see the fine, soft hairs c

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His throat tightened. As if bewitched, his large hands instinctively wrapped around her waist. She was so delicate–soft and light as if she would break in his arms.

His voice came out hoarse, laced with tension. “Camila, what’s wrong?”

Chapter49 Ruin Her Reputation

Her face burned like fire, her lips an alluring shade of red, as if begging to be kissed. She was breathtaking. A rose in full bloom, exuding a lethal allure, effortlessly stirring something deep within him.

Camila had no idea how enticing she looked at that moment. The fire raging in her veins consumed her rationality, driving her closer to Owen, seeking the coolness he provided.

Her breath, hot and erratic, fanned against his neck, making his grip on reality waver.

He wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.