“Rowena, you're the stupidest woman I've ever met. You don't even know what your husband has done. How pathetic." Trudy crossed her arms over her chest and continued, "Didn't you know that it was his idea to make your daughter marry into the Johnston family so that he would benefit from their influence and power? The reason he didn't divorce you was that he wanted to control your daughter. And yet, you believe that he has feelings for you. I'll tell you what. If he really did, why has he been with me for the past twenty years? Also, how could he force your daughter to marry into the Johnston family? They may be one of the richest and most influential families in the country, but Isaac is the most bad-tempered and self-righteous man I've seen. Yet, he was forced to marry your daughter. Do you think that the life of your beloved Camila will be easy? If you're still in your right mind, divorce Marvin as soon as possible. Then, your daughter can finally escape from hell.”

"Bullshit!" Rowena bellowed.

However, she did not have enough strength to refute Trudy's words. Meanwhile, Camila's body trembled Like a leaf.

When she was a child, Marvin, her father, would teach her all sorts of things, be it playing the piano, dancing, painting, and many more.

All her life she believed that her father only wanted her to stand out and be better than everyone.

It turned out that he did these things only for his own selfish interest. Yes, he cultivated her, but it was only for the sole reason of seducing men.

Her father was devious!

She was his biological daughter. How could he use her?

Camila should have been used to his apathy by now, but her heart still sank when she heard of her father's trickery with her own ears.

“Let me remind you for the last time. If you're smart enough, divorce Marv—"

Camila suddenly pushed the door open, interrupting Trudy.

“If you want them to divorce, ask Marvin to come here," she bargained, not a hint of expression on her face.

Trudy got startled. When she turned around and saw Camila, her face went as white as a sheet. "Why... why are you here?" she stammered.

Camila walked into the ward and sneered. "You're the one who's not supposed to be here.”

Trudy calmed down not long after. She was Lucky it was just Camila and not Marvin. As a matter of fact, she was relieved that Camila had heard her threats. The Latter would most probably persuade her mother into divorcing that man.

Frankly speaking, Trudy had gotten tired of being a mistress. She did not want to spend the rest of her life like this.

She was not getting any younger. She needed to be the legitimate wife.

“Did you hear what I said? You know very well if I was telling the truth or not. If you want to get rid of your vile father, you should persuade your mother to divorce him. It's easy, isn't it?" Trudy asked with a smirk.

“Leave. You're not welcome here," Camila coldly ordered.

“Camila, I'm doing this for your own goo"

“If you don't leave now, I'll call Marvin and tell him what you said to my mother. If my mother agrees to divorce him, he'll no Longer be able to control me. That also means he can't use me to get anything from the Johnston family. Which do you think he cares more about-you or his career?"

Camila knew very well the answer to her question. If it were not for his career, he would have already divorced her mother.

What was more, if he indeed Loved Trudy, he would have already married her.

"You think he's using me? Yeah, sure. But don't forget how Marvin wanted a son. Yes, you gave him what he wanted. But look at yourself He didn't even marry you. Didn't he use you too for the sake of having a child? What right do you have to show off in front of me and my mother?"

It was only now that Camila realized that Marvin did not love anyone. All he cared about was his money and status.