Chapter 8 Injury

The air grew deathly still. I clenched my teeth so hard they almost cracked. Was Camden so shameless that he wanted to destroy even the last traces of our good memories? "Don't be so unreasonable, Estelle," Winona said. She crossed her arms and sauntered toward me. Then, she had the audacity to pat my shoulder and say, "If I were you, I'd just transfer the ownership of the house to Camden. How about this? Name your price. The worst case is that we'll take the loss and buy it from you. "After all, Camden and I finally resolved all our misunderstandings in bed." She turned to look at Camden with a flirtatious smile and went on, "In the end, I was the one who taught him how to be a man. It's normal for him to still be attached to me. It must've been hard being my substitute for three years. So, my apologies." I couldn't hold back anymore and slapped her across the face. There was no avoiding this fight. I could tolerate Camden treating me like dirt, and I could accept that my lo