"Honey, when are you going to break up with her?" A seductive voice came from the ajar door.

Inside the room, the woman straddled the man's legs and flirtatiously began to unbutton the front of his shirt and pouted her lips as they sat on the couch.

The man she was straddling was instantly charmed by her charms and caressed her cheeks. "Our family already discussed and finalized our engagement. I can't break up with her."

"But I can't stand watching her with you!"

The man sighed and kissed the top of her nose. "You're not the only one who can't stand her! I also can't wait to divorce her as soon as I receive my inheritance." The man's eyes were cold as he recalled why he was forced into a loveless engagement.

Seeing the hatred in his eyes, the woman smiled slightly and kissed his lips.

The two soon engaged in a passionate kiss and did not notice someone standing in front of the room they were in.

With bright eyes filled with hatred and unshed tears, Camila stared at the two in shock as they continued to kiss passionately, not caring who might see them.

The man sitting beneath the woman was her fiance, Javier, the young master of the Torres family. While the woman he was holding at the moment was none other than his secretary, Laura.

Holding the doorknob until her fingers turned white, Camila felt extremely awful. She had been away for a couple of nights because she had a fight with Javier. She had her own suspicion that he was cheating on her and keeping mistresses behind her back.

But who could have known that the mistress was right before her eyes!

A couple of days ago, she confronted him and asked if he was cheating on her. Camila didn't care if he had other one-night stands with women, but she hoped he would stop since their wedding was just around the corner.

But instead of admitting her accusations, Javier coaxed her into thinking she was overthinking things. He also said that he already stopped going out with other women after they got engaged and that the only woman he will love in this life will be her.

Javier even convinced her to take a vacation in the countryside to enjoy the fresh air and get rid of the stress she was experiencing.

However, a typhoon struck the countryside where Camila was staying. With no other choice, she decided to return before the storm could trap her there.

But now, Camila didn't know if she should laugh or cry.

If she hadn't returned and there hadn't been a typhoon, she might live her life as the most stupid woman in the world!

She might even invite the snake into her own house while playing the clueless wife of the year!

Camila felt like she had been kicked against the sidewalk like a dog.

Since the year she was engaged to Javier, she dedicated the last few years of her life to him, making sure that he was included in her life. Her friends, who were daughters and heirs of various wealthy people, would not accept Javier because of his track record of being a playboy in the city. However, Camila persuaded her friends to include him in their circle, and Javier successfully became friends with them.

Camila's hands formed a fist. Her nails dug into her palms almost drawing blood.

Camila wiped away the tears that threatened to fall down her cheeks and turned around to leave.

She ran straight to her car in the parking lot. When she closed the door, she took a deep breath and let it out.

The next day.

After spending a night alone in a hotel, Camila went to her family's mansion to tell them all what she had found. After thinking carefully about everything, she decided to run to her family and tell them that she and Javier were incompatible.

She wanted to tell them that she would rather choose a beggar from the street than marry Javier, that bastard.

When she stopped at the gate, the guard smiled at her.

"Young Miss, you've returned. How was your vacation?"

"It was great." She took something out of a bag in the back seat and handed a souvenir to the guard. "I bought a lot of things while I was in the countryside."

While in the countryside where her grandparents lived, Camila enjoyed her time there. She tasted the delicacies there and enjoyed the experience. She bought many souvenirs for the children in the family and even bought some for the servants.

While she was handing the small bag to the guard, out of the corner of her eye, Camila saw the main door opening and several recognizable figures coming out.

Seeing her family, Camila almost smiled, but her smile didn't reach a higher level when she saw two figures embracing each other and walking out with them.

It was Javier and Laura.

What are they doing here?

This unfaithful couple shouldn't have the face to show it to her family!

But while she was wondering what Javier and Laura were doing at her family's mansion, she saw them reaching out to hold hands in front of her family as if it were something normal.

Her family didn't flinch or reprimand the unfaithful couple.

On the contrary, they even smiled more brightly than when Camila was with Javier.

Suddenly, a horrible thought entered her mind.

No! This is not true... They can't have known anything about them. Right? Her family should have been scammed by Javier and they had no idea what was going on between the two of them.

So why are they smiling at them? Why are you laughing like they are your real children?

"Miss?"

Pulling her thoughts as the guard looked at her worriedly.

"I... forgot something. I'll bring it back later. For now, don't..." she paused to take a deep breath and continued, "Don't tell anyone about my arrival. Please..."

Without waiting for the guard to answer, Camila turned the steering wheel and drove out of the gate.

Camila sat up straighter in the front seat and stared into the distance with a cold gaze.

Camila stopped the car abruptly, her heart pounding hard inside her chest as she almost drove her car into a pedestrian.

"Can't you see there's a green light?!" The woman, whom she almost ran over with her car, yelled at her and pointed her middle finger at Camila.

Camila quickly rolled down her window to apologize, but the woman already turned away.

After this incident, she drove her car to a reputable bar where she and her circle of friends would frequent. At this hour, none of her friends should be at the bar since it was still morning. However, she wanted to have a shot or two to numb the pain in her heart.

As she opened the bar's door, Camila saw that it was empty as she expected, except for the waiter who was wiping the tables, and the bartender who was cleaning a wine glass behind the counter.

And from one of the chairs in front of the counter, sat a man in a black suit with his back straight as a rod.

"Miss Camila, you came early." The bartender put the wine glass down and warmly welcomed her.

Camila sat on one of the chairs in front of the counter and told the bartender, "I want a shot of vodka."

The bartender blinked and replied, "Are you sure?"

Camila nodded.

The bartender busied himself in getting her a drink while Camila received a call from her friend, Lia.

Camila tried to calm her nerves and answered the call. "Hello?"

From the other end of the line, she heard Lia's voice ringing in her ears, saying, "Camila, are you still in the countryside? Can you buy me the works of Daniel Li? My father has been raving about his paintings."

Camila bit her lips and replied, "I'm at James' bar."

James was one of Camila's childhood friends and the owner of the reputable Phoenix club. All rich kids and wealthy businessmen visit the bar to enjoy a life separate from work and the stressful events in their real life.

And as James' childhood friend and co-owner of the bar, Camila didn't need a VIP card to enter the bar in the morning.

Lia didn't respond for a long time, Camila even thought that the former hung up. But when she glanced at her phone screen, the call was still connected.

From the moment she left the mansion, Camila felt as if her world had crumbled. So she wanted someone to listen to her.

"Lia... do you know who Javier's woman is?" Camila grabbed the glass of vodka in front of her and drank it in one gulp, feeling the burning sensation of the alcohol inside her throat. Before her friend could say anything, she exposed everything, "It was Laura! It was his secretary all along!"

Hearing her, Lia blurted out, "How did you find out? Did you see them together?"

How did I find out? Camila stared blankly at her glass in disbelief. "You already knew about them?"

Deafening silence answered her question. Camila could already imagine this friend of hers panicking after blurting something she shouldn't have said.

"You knew and you never told me a word."

Lia hesitated before saying, "I'm so sorry, Camila. I wanted to tell you when I found them together, but they all stopped me. They threatened me that if I told you Javier's secret, I would be kicked out of the circle."

"Who else knew about their secret?"

Lia: "E-everyone..."

'Bang!'

Camila slammed the glass onto the counter. It shattered into pieces and the hand that was holding the shards bled.

"Camila? What was that sound? Are you alright?" Lia's voice came from the phone.

Camila laughed and angrily replied, "Now you're acting like a friend?"

Before she could respond to Lia's reply, Camila pressed the phone screen and ended the call.

'What a good fiance, family, and friends I have!'

Javier, Laura, her parents, and friends... These people laughed at her making a fool of herself, running around and smiling like a clown. She had no idea that they were all lying to her, even her closest friends chose to keep Javier's secret.

Thinking of this, Camila's mouth rose, revealing a mocking smile. Then, she glanced at the bartender who was caught looking at her.

The Camila that he knew was a gentle and beautiful woman, but at this moment, the woman in front of him exuded an extremely dark and evil aura.

It was like watching an angel turn into a villain or demon.

Camila no longer cared about the image she created to impress Javier. To please him, she made sure to fit his taste in women: kind, compassionate, gentle, and friendly.

However, now that their lies had been exposed, she no longer needed to keep up with appearances.

As for what she should do after this...

Camila sneered. She had something in mind, but she needed someone to become her accomplice in order for her plans to succeed.

"Miss, are you alright?" Suddenly, a male voice sounded beside her. "Your hand is bleeding." He pulled out a black handkerchief from his front chest pocket.

Camila turned to look at the man and paused.

The man sitting one chair away from her had short hair and wore a fitted black suit. Just by glancing at his face, one would assume that he was a top-tier celebrity who was popular because of his handsome face.

However, Camila knew almost all of the major actors and idols in the entertainment industry and she had never seen this man before.

The man moved his eyes and blinked. He was waiting for her to take the handkerchief.

Suddenly, a crazy idea came to Camila's mind.

Instead of taking the handkerchief that the man offered, Camila took his hand.

"Handsome Mister, do you have a girlfriend?"

The man coldly stared at Camila. He didn't answer her.

On the other hand, the bartender behind the counter was sweating profusely, but since he was standing in front of the two, he couldn't even dare to try and wipe his sweat.

'Miss Castro, you can't just say whatever you want in front of this man!'

But Camila turned a blind eye to the warning the bartender was shooting her way. Or rather, she was completely absorbed in her one-sided conversation with the handsome man.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" she repeated her question.

However, the man didn't answer again the second time.

Camila was confused.

She knew that she was extremely bold and shameless for trying to pick up guys in public, but what could she do? She was desperate to set her plans into motion. She wanted revenge and to make everyone regret doing this to her, even if it meant ruining her reputation, which they had already ruined.

Camila felt the man trying to pull his hand away, but she pulled it closer to her. The man was gentle with her even after her blatant question, and because of that, when she pulled him, they almost bumped into each other.

Thankfully, the man stopped before their bodies hit each other.

After he stabilized himself, the man quickly released her hand.

Camila gave him an awkward smile and said, "Sorry."

The man finally opened his mouth and said, "It's okay."

"...And I don't have a girlfriend."

At first, Camila thought he would get angry at her. If he was mad at her for touching him without his permission, she would gladly accept it since it was her fault. However, she didn't expect him to answer.

Camila was stunned for a moment. Then she said, "Then, can I be your girlfriend?"

---

Camila stared intently at the bartender.

The two stared at each other without saying anything. The only sound that could be heard inside the bar was the faint voices of the bartenders cleaning the tables and floor.

A minute later, the bartender placed a new glass full of vodka in front of her and said, "Miss Castro, it's okay. I didn't take that man's words too seriously. It's just that he is someone who would rather die single than have a girlfriend."

Camila was shocked and asked, "Is he gay?" Before the bartender could answer, she added, "No wonder he rejected me."

For some reason, the bartender felt his knees weakening and turning into a puddle beneath him. He wanted to cover her mouth so other people wouldn't hear her words lest someone report it to that man.

Camila frowned as she saw the strange expression on the bartender's face.

"Do you know him?" Camila asked.

The bartender nodded solemnly.

"He is Maximiliano Silva."

---

When Camila returned to her car, she flopped down onto her seat and covered her face with her hands. Her ears turned red as she recalled what she did and said to Maximiliano inside the bar.

'That man was Maximiliano Silva! How could I be so stupid and try to flirt with him?' Camila regretted it so much.

Maximiliano is the third son of the current head of the Silva family. The Castro and Torres family might be very rich in City A and considered one of the top 10 families in City A, but it couldn't compare to the Silva family, which was one of the top 3 families in the country.

Two years ago, Camila saw him at a party. Maximiliano was standing in a corner, but it was like there was an invisible wall around him that no one dared to approach. He is really handsome and very tall with his 193 centimeters height; he was someone that people wouldn't forget when they saw him.

But at that time, Camila's attention was all on Javier. So, she didn't take his charm to heart and eventually forgot about him.

Now that she thinks about it, it seems like Camila treated a stone as a diamond when the real diamond was right before her eyes!

However, this wasn't the time to reminisce about how stupid she was for treating Javier like a treasure. She must find a way to strike back at these loathsome people!

Camila quickly recovered and went to a fertility clinic in the city. She chose the clinic that wasn't within her and Javier's family's radar or influence. She wanted to keep this event a secret until she dropped the bomb on their heads.

After completing some paperwork and paying the bills, a nurse led Camila inside a room. Not only a few minutes later, a doctor came in.

The doctor didn't ask her anything like where Camila's partner was and kept a professional and strictly business tone as she had Camila lie down on the operating table.

With her legs spread apart, Camila felt nervous and ashamed.

Today, she was going to undergo Intrauterine Insemination (IUI). It was a procedure that would place sperm directly inside her uterus. That way, even if Camila didn't have a partner, she would get pregnant.

And even though Camila told herself that this move was done for revenge, she knew in her heart that this was what she truly wanted.

Her fiance and friend betrayed Camila, and even her family didn't side with her.

Today, she was making a decision that she alone made for herself.