Chapter 149
“Mom, Greta’s carrying my baby. I can’t just turn my back on her like that…”
Kristina’s eyes widened in disbelief. Out of nowhere, she lunged at Cameron, breaking into a fit of rage. “Your father’s about to toss me out, and all you can think of is Greta. Cameron, I raised you through thick and thin, and this is how you repay me?”
She pushed her hair away, revealing a large burn scar, tears streaming down her face. “Look at this scar. It’s from the boiling oatmeal your father threw at me just because you wouldn’t stand up for yourself. Other women rise in status through their sons, but what did I do to deserve this? I raised you through hardship, only for you to bring such disaster upon me…”
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Seeing the scar, Cameron stood there, shocked and speechless. He sighed deeply, “I’m sorry, Mom. I haven’t been the son you deserve. I’ve just brought you more trouble. I’m sorry.” He covered his face with his hands, tears seeping through his fingers.
Kristina, her voice trembling, asked, “Is all this worth it, Cameron? To abandon your family for Greta and leave us like this, is it really worth it?”
Cameron didn’t answer, lost in thought as he stumbled away from the Dawson family home.
The city’s streetlights cast a warm glow over the bustling streets, but, to Cameron, these lively scenes felt alien. He felt like a stranger in his own world, shunned by his father, cursed by his mother as a bringer of bad luck, and even the internet labeled him a
deceitful husband.
All he did was accidentally hurt Nellie while trying to help the one he loved. He didn’t deserve such harsh judgment.
So why did life feel worse than death right now?
“Cameron.” A soft, choked voice came from behind him.
Turning around, Cameron found himself at the gate of the Brown family’s townhouse. Greta stood there, looking worn and weary.
Cameron opened his arms, and Greta rushed into them. They clung to each other tightly.
With tears streaming down her face, Greta said, “Cameron, why has it come to this? We just loved each other. What’s so wrong about that?”
Cameron held her close as if trying to merge her into himself.
Sensing something was off, Greta looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. She heard Cameron’s barely audible whisper, “Greta, we need to break up.”
Greta felt like she’d been plunged into icy waters. She needed Cameron’s support for her
medical treatment. Without him, she feared she would wither away.
“Cameron, I can’t bear to be apart from you. Please, don’t push me away. Without you, I’ll fall apart.”
Cameron closed his eyes, tears falling. “Greta, this isn’t right. I could ignore Nellie’s
feelings, but I can’t ignore my mom’s. I can’t ruin my mom’s peace for my own happiness.” “I’m sorry.” Cameron abruptly let go of her.
Greta broke down in tears. “We’re having a child together, and you want to break up? How are we supposed to live?”
Cameron said, “Let’s end the pregnancy.”
Greta’s face went pale, staring at Cameron in disbelief. He had once promised that their love was unshakable. So, she had let herself get carried away.
She never imagined promises could vanish so easily.
“Cameron, does breaking up mean cutting all ties? Are we really done, just like that?”
