My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 26: Waiting For You

’What’s wrong with you, Greg?! You said it was only for that night, and now you are looking for me?’ Cammy thought.

"What did he say?" Cammy implored Ellie.

[He said you left something at his villa and that he wants to return it to you personally. I told him I’d let you know, and it’s your choice whether you wish to contact him or not.]

Cammy let out a loud sigh, which Ellie quickly noticed. [Did I just hear you sigh in relief? What’s going on, Cammy? How do you know this man?]

"I just happened to pass by his villa when he was making a scene, so I helped your staff handle him. Whatever I left there isn’t important. You can tell him to throw it away. I’m not going back to get it."

[Alright, I think that’s for the best. This way, you won’t have to see him again.]

"By the way, Ellie, I meant to call you after breakfast. Ric and I are just finishing up painting the exterior, and we’ll head back this afternoon. Could you ask Dylan what he wants me to pick up for him in the city?"

[Actually, I think it might be better if you stay there. I could bring Dylan to you by Friday. The staff mentioned that man, Greg, is waiting for you—he booked the villa until Friday.]

"What? That maniac! But it’s only Wednesday, I can’t wait that long to see Dylan," Cammy exclaimed.

[You can just video call him. He’s having a great time here with my girls and Felicity. You know we think of you and Dylan as family, so don’t worry about him. Think of it as him having a vacation in his aunt and grandma’s home with his cousins.

Treat this as a little preparation for when he heads to boarding school. Plus, take advantage of Ric while he’s with you. Have him help you carry and assemble anything you buy for the apartment.]

"You know what? You’re right. I’ll just video-call Dylan later. I don’t want to risk running into Greg. Maybe I’ll ask Ric to help me head to the vacation house too—I need to sort out some things there, and I might grab a few things. Duncan won’t even notice."

[Alright, be careful. I’ll talk to you later.]

As soon as she ended the call with Ellie, Cammy quickly dialed Felicity’s number to ask for help, preparing for her trip to the vacation home.

When she returned to the apartment, Eve and Ric had already finished eating.

"Where were you?" Ric asked curiously.

"I was talking to Ellie. Could I ask you for a favor later? I’ve decided not to go back to the resort just yet. If you don’t mind, I’d like to buy some things I need for the kitchen and maybe some furniture, like a sofa and a dining table," Cammy said with an awkward smile, scratching her head, still a bit embarrassed that her guests had to eat on the floor.

"Of course, I’d love to help," Ric replied.

"Oh, Cammy! I almost forgot," Eve chimed in. "The reason I came here wasn’t just for breakfast. Our landlord wanted to know if you need a sofa and dining table. They were originally in here, but they were moved to the basement when they decided to rent this out. They’re still in good condition. You can have them if you want—it’ll save you some money."

Cammy clasped her hands, excited. "Really? Yes! I’ll take them. Anything to save a bit of cash."

"Great, I’ll let them know. Finish your breakfast, clear the inflatable bed, and follow me downstairs," Eve said, then turned to Ric with a grin. "As for you, Mr. Celebrity Chef, put on a shirt before you come down. The shop is probably full of customers by now, and you don’t want them ogling your sexy body—unless, of course, you do."

Eve winked playfully, making Ric and Cammy laugh before she headed out.

After cleaning up, Cammy and Ric followed Eve to the basement and hauled up the wooden sofa with its thin cushions.

Cammy noticed Ric’s disappointment at how cheap the sofa looked, but she remained cheerful, grateful to get it for free.

Once they were far enough from Eve, Ric couldn’t hold back any longer. As they carried the sofa up to the rooftop, he spoke up. "Cammy, I don’t—"

"Hep, hep, hep!" Cammy interrupted, raising her hand to stop him. "I like this sofa. It’s not damaged, doesn’t smell, and the paint’s still good. I know you hated it the second you saw it, but this is temporary. I’ll buy a new one once I start earning from my new job."

"Alright, I’ll keep quiet. For the record, though, I’d really love to buy you a new one as a housewarming gift or at least lend you some money. But knowing how you are, that’s just wishful thinking, I wouldn’t push it on you," Ric said with a smirk.

Cammy was touched. Only her father had treated her this way. She was used to her mother and Duncan pushing their preferences on her, leaving her no choice. Smiling at Ric, she said, "Thanks for respecting what I want and principles in life, Ric. What’s gotten into you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I didn’t realize you had this side to you. I guess I don’t know you as well as I thought."

"You’re right, Cammy. There’s a lot you don’t know about me. But I hope that as you learn more, you’ll see it as positive and not hold it against me," Ric replied.

"I guess we’ll find out... And finally, we’re here!" Cammy exclaimed as they reached her apartment.

"We still need to grab the table and chairs," Ric reminded her.

"That’ll be easier since the table is lighter than this sofa. You’ll carry the table, and Eve and I will handle the chairs," Cammy joked.

"Of course, I wouldn’t let you carry the heavy stuff. Let’s get it done so we can finish painting the exterior."

"Hold on, Ric. About that favor... I’d like to take care of it before we finish painting since it’s a bit far," Cammy began.

"What’s it about?" Ric asked.

"Well," Cammy hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Before I ran away, the night I caught Duncan and Annie together at our vacation house, I left the urn of my twins in the living room. I’ve already asked Felicity to find out where Duncan is by pretending to be one of my godmothers sending condolences."

"And?"

"She replied—Duncan’s at our house, busy renovating the twins’ room. So, he won’t be going to the vacation house anytime soon. I want to retrieve the urn... I’m just hoping he hasn’t thrown it away," Cammy explained.

"Let’s do that. We’ll grab the table and chairs, then head out," Ric said, and Cammy nodded in agreement. Even though it wasn’t a date, he couldn’t help but feel happy that she chose to spend the day with him rather than return to the resort.

He felt proud to be by her side during such a difficult moment. Ric wanted to support her through the hardest parts of her life. He silently vowed to stay by her side, helping her as she worked to rebuild her life and always being there when she needed someone to lean on.

As they carried the table and chairs up to the rooftop, Cammy’s phone kept ringing. She set down the chairs and checked it. "You guys go ahead, it’s Ellie—it might be Dylan on the other line."

She answered the call, but before she could even say hello, Ellie’s frantic voice filled the line.

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