Chapter 115

While waiting, she tried her best to calm down, but the bleeding did not stop.

At the back of her mind, she knew that this was it. She failed as a mother. She could not save her children.

Asingle tear rolled down her face and fell into the earth. Camila slowly closed her eyes.

Forrest arrived shortly after and saw Camila sprawled on the ground. He rushed to her aid, picked her up, and strode to his car.

“Camila, stay with me. Everything will be fine. | will save you.”

“Can you save my children?” she asked in a hoarse voice.

Forrest's gaze fell down on her trousers, and they were heavily stained with blood.

Sadly, he could not give her the answer she wanted.

She was bleeding.

The children could not be saved.

“I'll try my best,” Forrest reassured her, despite knowing that it was hopeless.

He carried her into the car and quickly drove away.

Meanwhile, Rowena had just arrived in the house of the Haynes family. She did not tell Camila that she had been discharged

from the hospital. She figured she should solve her problem and not trouble her daughter anymore. After all, Camila had done

enough for her.

And now, she came back for two things: First, to pack her and her daughter’s belongings. And second, to talk to Marvin about

divorce.

But just as Rowena was about to open the door with her key, a frightened voice came from within the house.

“Mom, Dad, you have to bail me out of this mess, or I'll definitely go to jail.” In a state of panic, Aldrin Haynes grasped Trudy’s

arm and gave his father a pleading look.

Marvin glared at his cowardly son and asked, “What did you do this time?”

It was clear from how exasperated his question sounded that this was not the first time Aldrin got into trouble.

“I. |wanted to get a driving license, and then | saw my sister’s car at home, so | thought | should use it to practice. | didn’t know

I'd hit someone..”

“What?” Marvin hissed. He could hardly contain his anger as he shouted, “Last time, you almost blinded someone with a bamboo

skewer. | had to fork up cash and profusely apologize to your victim just so they wouldn't file a lawsuit against you. It has only

been a few days since then, and now you’re in trouble again! What were you thinking? You don’t even know how to drive

properly! Do you want to die?”

“Marvin, calm down. In any case, you have to help him. He’s your only son. He hasn't finished his studies yet. His future is

doomed if he goes to jail. Isn’t that car Mila’s? Just say that it’s her who.”

“Don't you dare, Trudy! Don’t even think of passing the buck for your son’s actions onto my daughter,” Rowena interrupted in an

uncharacteristically authoritative tone.

Her unexpected appearance took Marvin by surprise. He stuttered, “You... Are you well now?”

Rowena turned to him. “Marvin, for the twenty-six years that we’ve been married, I’ve never asked anything from you because |

couldn’t give you a son. | didn’t say anything when you had an affair with another woman nor when you used our only daughter

to gain benefits from the Johnston family. | still won’t blame you for those things because they're all in the past now. However,

don’t even think about blaming my daughter for the crime she didn’t do, or | will never forgive you!”

“| will never do that, Rowena! Look, we still don’t know what really happened. Aldrin is just frightened because he’s still young.

He doesn’t even know what happened to the other people involved in the accident. I'll Look into it now. Don’t worry. | won't let

Mila shoulder the blame for this.”

Even though Marvin felt bad about his son, he did not want to cause a rift between him, Rowena, and Camila.