SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 76

Chapter 76

The lobby of Kane Industries gleamed with

polished marble and sleek glass. Camille stepped out of the elevator on the top floor, her heels clicking against the floor as she walked toward her office. Three days had passed since the Phoenix Gala, and her

Now the world knew who she really was. The media couldn't get enough of the story: the supposedly dead wife who had returned as a powerful executive, the systematic destruction of her ex- husband's company and her sister's reputation. Some painted her as a victim-

turned-

hero, others as a manipulative schemer. Camille didn't care which version they believed.

She pushed open the glass door to

her office and stopped short. A massive arrangement of white roses sat on her desk, their scent filling the room. A knot formed in her stomach. She knew who they were from before she even read the card. "Ms. Kane," her assistant Rebecca said from behind her, "I'm sorry. He sent them before I arrived this morning. Security checked them thoroughly."

Camille nodded, finding her voice. "It's fine, Rebecca. Could you please take them away? Donate them to the hospital across the street."

Rebecca quickly removed the flowers while Camille settled at her desk, turning her attention to the documents awaiting her signature. She had just begun reviewing the first contract when Rebecca's voice came "Ms. Kane, Stefan Rodriguez is in the lobby requesting to see you. Security wants to know if they should turn him away."

Camille's pen stilled above the paper. She had expected this, of course. It was only a matter of time before he would try to reach out. Still, her heart hammered uncomfortably against her ribs.

"Tell them to send him up," she said after a moment. "And Rebecca, please stay close by. If I need you, I'll call." "Of course, Ms. Kane."

Five minutes later, Stefan stood in her doorway. He looked awful, shadows beneath his eyes, his normally perfect suit slightly rumpled, his face drawn with exhaustion. There was a time when seeing him like this would have torn at her heart, when she would have done anything to comfort him.

Now she just felt... nothing.

"Come in and close the door," she said, gesturing to the chair across from her desk. She remained standing, unwilling to cede even that small advantage.

Stefan stepped inside, his eyes never leaving her face. "Camille," he breathed, his

voice cracking on her name. "I still can't believe it's really you."

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"Not the woman

talk. I've been going crazy since the gala. I can't sleep, I can't eat...." "What do you want, Stefan?" Camille cut him off, her voice steady despite the

here?"

Chapter 76

“I

ran a hand through his hair, leaving it slightly

lied to my face for months? How you

fool," Stefan said, his eyes filling with tears. "I was blind and stupid and selfish. Rose... she manipulated me, fed me

weren't hypnotized. You weren't drugged. You looked me in the eye and lied

collapse within himself, sinking into the chair. "You're right. I'm

forgiveness." Camille finally sat down, keeping her desk between them like a

Camille, I never stopped loving you. Even with Rose, even after I thought you were gone... there

like none of this ever oc "Not right away, of course,"

I understand what I

hand, but she moved it away. "Camille, please. The company, the money, none of that matters. I'd give up everything just for the chance to make things righ Camille studied him, this man she had once loved beyond reason. She could see the desperation in his

she asked quietly. "Not the happy moments. Not the trips or the gifts or the fancy

terrible husband," Stefan admitted, his voice breaking.

Rose has shown her true colors. And

if I hadn't

the woman you thought she was, would you be here right now, begging for

was

love me, Stefan. You never did. Not really. You loved the idea of me, the supportive wife, the pretty accessory, the woman who never challeng

uncomfortable. That woman

died the night

"Yes, I was blind and selfish then. But these past months without you... thinking you

the situation that led to it. I share the blame. And I have to live with that for the

a moment, Camille saw something genuine in his eyes, real remorse, real pain.

finally. "And I meant what I said at the

to carry the weight of hating you anymore."

it certainly doesn't mean a second chance. There are some things that, once

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