SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 160

Dr. Sharma knocked twice before entering Victoria's hospital room, her face unreadable as she carried a folder of test results. Camille sat up straighter in her chair, her heart speeding up. Two weeks had passed since Rose's threatening message. Two weeks of heightened security, constant fear, and waiting for Victoria's latest test results.

"Good morning," Dr. Sharma said, her voice giving away nothing. "How are you feeling today, Ms. Kane?"

Victoria, sitting up in bed for the first time in days, nodded slightly. "Better than yesterday. Less pain."

Camille studied her mother's face, hardly daring to believe the small

improvements she'd noticed over the past few days. The color returning to Victoria's cheeks. The clarity in her eyes. The way she'd begun asking about Kane Industries again, as if planning for a future she might actually see.

Dr. Sharma pulled up the bedside chair and sat down, opening the folder on her lap. "I have your latest scan results."

Camille reached for Victoria's hand, bracing for bad news. They'd been through this routine before, brief improvements followed by crushing setbacks. Hope was a luxury she could barely afford.

"The treatment is working," Dr. Sharma said, her professional mask finally breaking into a genuine smile. "The tumors have shrunk by nearly thirty percent." The words hung in the air. Camille stared at the doctor, afraid she'd misheard. "Thirty percent?" Victoria repeated, her voice steadier than it had been in weeks. "Yes. Your body is responding remarkably well to the combined therapy approach." Dr. Sharma turned the folder, showing them the scan images. "Here's the primary tumor from three weeks ago. And here it is now."

Even to Camille's untrained eye, the difference was clear. The dark mass that had been stealing Victoria's life was noticeably smaller.

"What does this mean?" Camille asked, afraid to voice the real question burning in her heart: *Is she going to live?*

"It means the treatment is working better than we expected," Dr. Sharma explained. "Your mother's body is fighting back with surprising strength."

Victoria's hand tightened around Camille's. "Give us the full picture, Doctor. No sugar-coating."

Dr. Sharma nodded, respecting Victoria's directness. "The cancer is still serious. But this response changes your prognosis significantly. With continued treatment and your current response rate, we could be looking at years of good quality life rather than months."

Years. The word echoed in Camille's mind like a bell, clear and bright and almost too beautiful to believe.

"And the smoke damage to her lungs?" Camille pressed, needing to understand the complete situation.

"Also improving faster than expected. Your mother has remarkable resilience, Ms. Kane." Dr. Sharma closed the folder. "I believe we can start discussing discharge plans within the next week, with continued outpatient treatment, of course."

After the doctor left, promising to return with more details that afternoon, silence filled the room. Camille stared at Victoria, tears building behind her eyes but not falling.

"Don't look so shocked," Victoria said finally, a hint of her old dryness returning. "I told you I wasn't finished yet."

The simple statement broke the dam. Camille's tears flowed freely now, her body shaking with sobs that were half laughter, half pure relief.

"Camille," Victoria said, her voice softening. "Come here."

Camille moved from the chair to the edge of the bed. Victoria reached up, wiping tears from her daughter's cheeks with a gentleness few people had ever seen from the formidable businesswoman.

not going anywhere," Victoria promised. "Not

the words barely audible. "Every day, watching you get weaker. I

it too, at first. But

tears. "Stubborn enough to beat cancer

they had been in weeks, held Camille's. "Now, help me sit

just got good news. You

countered. "It's time to start living

*Time to

"Alexander will want to know about the test

young man loves you more than his own

assessment brought Camille up short. Even recovering from cancer, even celebrating good news,

with her usual accuracy.

Camille reminded her. "Every day they find new leads. It's only

But Rose has always been

patrolling the hospital grounds. "I can't live like this forever.

agreed. "Which is why we need to be proactive,

studying Victoria's

than she had in? weeks. "What she doesn't expect is for us to move forward with our lives. To rebuild what she destroyed. To

settled over Camille slowly, like a warm blanket on a cold night. Victoria was right. Rose wanted them paralyzed with fear. Wanted them isolated, separated, vulnerable. Every day they spent

small victory

unbidden to her lips.

the foundation. Everything. Kane Industries initiatives. Your

something other than fear fluttered in Camille's chest. Something that felt

knock at the door interrupted them. Alexander

saw Victoria sitting up, looking stronger than she had

he said, moving

confirmed. "Dr. Sharma just gave us the test results. The treatment

around Camille's waist, offering silent support. "That's the best news I've

discussing next steps," Victoria said, her business tone returning. "Specifically, how to move forward instead of

"That we rebuild," Camille said, the words feeling right as they

security precautions," Victoria added pragmatically. Alexander's expression grew thoughtful. "It's risky. Rose is still

like us. That

as if she'd spoken them aloud. "What do you think?" he

Wants us hiding. Wants us to put our lives on hold while she plots and plans." She straightened her shoulders, feeling strength returning with each word. "I think it's time we stopped

of warmth across his face. "Then we rebuild.

"Good. Now, Camille, find my phone. I need to call the board members and

not dead yet."

met