His Second Wife

Chapter 28

~Camila’s POV~

I awoke early to make my way to the Grayston house. I informed Grandma that today I would be preparing lunch. I wanted to do something for them because they helped me get full custody of Liam. Of course, I didn’t tell them that I was going to be cooking as a result of what they had done for me beforehand. I got in my car and drove to the house with my son. I am an even prouder mother right now, and no one, not even the woman who gave birth to him, can change that. The only respect I have for Claudia is that she gave birth to my child. I will only respect her for that and that’s all. Liam is my baby, not hers. I’m not expecting her to love him; it’s obvious she doesn’t care about him at all. It is a plus in my books. Liam will always refer to me as his mother and I will continue to spoil him until he asks me to stop. Not that when he finally asks, I will stop. I will take care of him without fear of him being taken away from me. Liam is entirely mine. I’m willing to die for this little heaven of mine. Liam and I finally made it to my in-laws’ house. I needed to ensure that everything was in order because Liam had a game later today. I was about to watch my son compete in his first tournament since he began playing soccer. The good news is that my entire family is coming to watch him as well. I informed my father that I was now Liam’s mother and that I got full custody. Technically, Liam is now the Mendoza family’s first grandson and everyone is happy for me and Liam.

I prepared and baked the needed dishes, then walked outside to set the table. As people began to come, I already laid everything out. I took a bath, changed into my sweatpants, and matched with Liam. We stepped outside and saw everyone, including Chris and Claudia, seated at the table. They were all dressed impeccably, as usual, I sat next to Liam, serving him lunch. Today, I promise, I am not prepared for any drama. This family is fraught with intrigue. Naturally, someone had to say something to irritate me.

“So, Chris, I didn’t know that your wife likes to fuck more than one man? I mean, what exactly would a married woman be doing in a swinger’s club?”

I fixed my gaze on the woman speaking. She does not deserve to dine with me at all, but family is family. To be honest, even if Chris refused to sign the divorce papers, I am not a Grayston. This is not my bloodline. Perhaps I should stop attending these lunches. As I have experienced nothing but contempt since I began attending these ostensibly family lunches. I am perpetually the target.

Camila, wake up; these people are not your people; your people are the Mendozas.

I took a look around. Everyone was probably anticipating an answer from me, but I chose to remain mute, reminding myself that I am not a Grayston. I simply continued eating, oblivious to anyone else at the table. They’re probably all convinced it’s real, given that I’m not defending myself. But I am not here to defend myself. I’ve come here for lunch. I think I’ve done enough defending already.

“Have you suddenly lost your ability to speak?” Claudia asked.

This woman was starting to grate on my nerves, and I made it abundantly plain that I would not speak with her. But, one thing I will never do is defend myself, and hence will let them believe anything they want to believe about me. As of today, I will never attend any of Grayston’s lunches or any other place where I might be disrespected by them. I’m done, and I’m done for good. I cleaned my lips with a cloth and escorted Liam to the sitting room. I wanted him not to hear what I wanted to say. I returned, drew a chair, and sat with my hands on the table.

“Since your return, you’ve been vying for my attention. You never received any of my responses. Firstly, I didn’t reply to a lot of your disrespect because you gave birth to my son. I used to have such regard for you, but not anymore. Two, you’ve been going through my belongings since you returned. Only God knows what you seek, but I never questioned you. Did you think I didn’t know? I knew everything, yet you were not worthy of my time due to the fact that you are insignificant to me. Thirdly, you claim that I visited the swingers’ club in order to sleep with several men. To be honest, I wouldn’t have gone there if you weren’t banging my husband. Given your reputation as a homewrecker, I’m curious as to how many homes you’ve wrecked. Fourthly, you see, I had respect for you because of my son, but he is

now mine, not yours. Despite the fact that you and your fuckbuddy gave birth to him, you and your fuckbuddy have no claim over Liam. He is entirely mine. My name is now on his birth certificate as his mother. Your name has been obliterated as if you never existed. Are you taken aback? Perhaps you should ask your fuckbuddy what he has done. He was served with two documents but was only permitted to keep one. He retained me as his wife, and I retained Liam. He is entirely mine. I mean you don’t even care about him. However, the fact that you were counting on being his mother to open doors for you will no longer work. You have been completely obliterated from his existence. The next time you choose to mess with a woman, find one who lacks intelligence because if you mess with me, I will crush your dreams right in front of you. You never wanted Liam, you were too busy enjoying the perks of being his mother. Not even showing concern as a mother for a single day. But utilizing the fact that you gave birth to the Grayston heir as a ticket. You can rest assured that I have taken that ticket away from your possession. You’re here today as a result of Liam, but you’re no longer his mother. You are not listed as his mother anywhere. Therefore, if you still wish to be a Grayston, you might wanna marry your fuckbuddy, as the only thing that was a ticket has been taken away from you by me. When you try to make a statement about me in the future, do some research first. It will really help you, honey, or you will fall right into my trap. Similar to how you’ve been following me for days. It was enjoyable to engage in a small game with you. Make yourself useful by getting a job and working hard. Bitch!” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I raised my eyes to the elders at the table. I knew that my language was inappropriate, but I needed to vent.

“Mr. and Mrs. Grayston, I’m truly sorry for my behavior today. Please pardon me. I’ve got to get going. Today, Liam has a game.”

“Child, we will meet you at the arena.” I walked away relieved, but I will never return to this house to eat again. The inhabitants of this mansion behave as though I have never seen food in my life.