Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 15
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Camila yawned tiredly as she worked on a sketch. So many papers were on her desk, and more were still coming. Her phone rang; it was her mother, and she quickly answered, having not spoken to her in so long.
“Camila, my dear, how have you been?” Sofia asked from the other end.
“I’m good,” Camila replied, squeezing another piece of paper and throwing it on the floor.
“How is marriage treating you? I hope Alejandro isn’t giving you a hard time?” Sofia asked worriedly.
“He is giving me hell, and I hate it here,” Camila wanted to tell her mother, but she kept it to herself for reasons she couldn’t explain.
“Everything is fine, Mom. How is Dad doing? I hope he’s not falling sick again?” Camila asked about her father.
Sofia sighed.
“Mom?” Camila called again.
“He’s sick, Cami. He couldn’t go out today because his condition has worsened. He’s sad because the company is really suffering,” Sofia sniffed, trying to hold back her tears.
“Everything will be fine, Mom,” Camila could only say.
“I hope so. Remember to treat Alejandro well and make sure no issues arise between you both. If he leaves, then everything might be over,” Sofia said softly.
“I will make sure of that, Mom,” Camila sighed. After all, the only person her family could rely on was Alejandro.
The door opened, and Sandra walked in. When she saw Camila on her phone, her gaze darkened.
“What do you think you’re doing making calls on duty? Did you see others using their phones?” She asked angrily.
“Mom, I have to go now, bye,” Camila quickly ended the call, and before she knew it, her phone was snatched from her hand and thrown to the floor.
She gasped and stood up, her gaze shifting from her phone to Sandra.
“How dare you?” Her eyes widened in anger, but Sandra showed no remorse.
“I’m your boss as long as you work under me. Since you think you can use your title as the CEO’s wife to act however you want, I’m putting you in your place,” Sandra smirked.
“After all, your husband doesn’t even care about you, so I don’t think he minds,” she added.
Camila couldn’t hold it in anymore. She slapped Sandra hard across the face.
“Don’t ever disrespect me as long as you work for my husband, do you understand?” Camila warned her.
Sandra held her face in shock, not believing Camila had actually slapped her. She raised her hand to return the slap…
“Sandra,” a stern voice called, making her hand stop in mid-air.
Alejandro stepped in with a cold look. His eyes went to the shattered phone on the ground and then to Sandra, who was visibly shaking.
“What’s going on here?” He demanded.
Sandra slowly put her hand down.
“I caught Mrs. Ruiz fooling around during working hours, and I tried confronting her about Ruiz Estates and how seriously we take our work. But she slapped me because she wasn’t ready to take correction,” Sandra faked tears as she lied to Alejandro.
“I was just calling my mother, and she broke my phone. I thought you trained all your workers to be professional, Alejandro?” Camila said.
“Are you questioning the boss and how he runs his company?” Sandra turned her gaze to Camila.
“You—”
“That’s enough. Camila, come with me!” Alejandro ordered.
“You don’t believe me?” Camila looked hurt.
“I won’t ask you to come with me a third time,” Alejandro replied and walked out of the office.
Camila glared at Sandra, who had a smug look on her face, before following Alejandro.
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Alejandro walked to the parking lot. He used his remote to open his car while Camila hurriedly followed behind.
“Where are we going, Alejandro?” She asked, but he did not reply.
“Alejandro—”
“Get inside the damn car,” he ordered.
They both got in, and after fastening their seatbelts, Alejandro began driving at a reckless speed.
“Where are we going?” Camila demanded, but he refused to answer.
“Why are you like this, Alejandro? How can you believe your worker over your wife? Are you taking me to the strip club so you can punish me again?” She asked all at once.
Alejandro responded by increasing his speed, now moving at 182 kilometers per hour, which made Camila scream.
“Slow down, Alejandro!” She held the door, her heart beating fast, but he did not slow down. He began racing other cars.
“Please slow down, Alejandro!” Camila cried.
“Alejandro, slow the fuck down!” Camila pleaded again, but he didn’t listen until a trailer was moving towards them at speed.
His eyes widened, and he quickly swerved to dodge the trailer, losing a little control. Camila screamed and shut her eyes tight, waiting for the car to crash, but it stopped moving.
Her eyes slowly opened. Alejandro was breathing heavily, and she had dried tears on her lashes.
“What the fuck was that?” She demanded, but he did not reply.
“What is wrong with you, Alejandro? Will it make you feel better if you see me dead? You already have your way. You married me, made me walk naked in front of other men, gave your employees the right to disrespect me, and now you want to kill me?” She shouted.
Alejandro still did not say anything.
“Fine, let me plead with you. If taking my life is part of your scheme, please reconsider. I have my family to take care of, and I’m not ready to leave them yet,” she said angrily before opening the car door and stepping out.
“Where are you going?” Alejandro asked.
“Home, and don’t follow me,” she replied.
“You don’t know your way home,” he told her.
“You don’t get to tell me that,” she replied before storming away.
Alejandro sighed and took his phone. He dialed a number and called someone.
“Make sure my wife gets home safe and sound,” he ordered.
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TO Be Continued
