Chapter 383
Cameron set his phone down, locking eyes with Greta. “Greta, he’s your dad, and I can’t just make decisions for you without thinking it through”
Greta clung to his hand, a hint of a pout on her lips. “But Cameron, you know our finances are tight. I’m worried that spending money on my dad will upset you”
Cameron lowered his gaze, his voice soft and weary. “Greta, it’s your money. Whatever you choose to do with it, I won’t stand in your
way.”
Greta’s eyes widened in surprise. “Cameron, you’re actually letting me use my own money?”
Cameron squeezed her hand gently. “I’m sorry, things have been a bit tight for me lately. I can’t help out this time.” Greta was incredulous. “How’s that possible? Didn’t you pay two million for Nathalie’s appearance at the celebration?”
meron clarified, “Oh, that was covered by the company.”
Greta was skeptical. “Cameron, you’re a top executive at Rowland Corporation now. Your salary can’t be that low, can it?”
Cameron walked over to the side table, grabbed his salary contract, and handed it to Greta. “Here’s the contract I signed with Rowland Corporation.”
Greta eagerly flipped through it, only to find that Cameron was set to receive just one dollar for his first year, with bonuses dependent on his performance.
The disappointment was clear in her eyes. She had hoped she’d married into wealth, only to find Cameron was nearly broke. She muttered, “Cameron, what are we going to do? I spent all my money on a dress a few days ago. We’re flat broke now.”
Greta often left her problems to Cameron, knowing he couldn’t bear to see her struggle, and would eventually step in to help. “Return the dress,” Cameron suggested, his voice cutting through her despair.
Greta was nearly overwhelmed by the thought. She’d finally bought a luxury item that would impress her friends, and now she had to return it. She would be mortified.
“No way, Cameron,” she said firmly.
Cameron pressed on, “Do you have any other ideas for raising money?”
Greta bit her lip, fighting back tears. “Cameron, you know I don’t have many reliable friends…”
Cameron remained unfazed by her tears. “Your friends on social media are always showing off their designer bags and seem to have extra cash lying around, don’t they?”
Greta couldn’t hold back her tears. “Cameron, can’t you just help me out? I’m just a helpless girl…”
dameron sighed, feeling the weight of his own helplessness. “It’s not that I don’t want to help, but after I got together with you, my dad was so disappointed that he kicked me out of Dawson International. My value’s taken a nosedive, and my so–called friends now steer clear clear of me.”
Greta’s tears flowed even more freely. “Cameron, do you regret marrying me?”
Cameron’s heart twinged. Regret? Marrying her had once been his dream. But now, that dream seemed more like a nightmare.
His voice was rough with emotion. “Greta, you need to understand. Things aren’t like they used to be. I can’t shield you from everything anymore.”
Greta cried softly, feeling lost and alone.
The couple sat in silence, words failing them both. Finally, Cameron sighed heavily, “Being broke puts a strain on any marriage. Greta’s sobs echoed his sentiment, full of heartbreak.
