I Refuse to Be Your Second Choice novel Chapter 175

Camila’s smile grew even wider. “Don’t say that, Alex. You’ll upset Ms. Watson.” As if that wasn’t enough, she turned to Natalie. “Ms. Watson, you must come to my wedding with Alex.”

A wedding. Of course. They were divorced, and Camila was pregnant. They would get married very soon. Eugene had said as much—that Alexander was going to the White family to propose.

Natalie was silent for a moment, then smiled back at Camila. “Of course, I’ll be there. Ms. White, if there’s anything you don’t know about Alexander, feel free to ask me anytime. I’ll do my duty as your predecessor.”

Camila’s invitation hadn’t been sincere, of course; it was just a way to flaunt her victory and provoke Natalie. Well, Natalie wasn't about to give her the satisfaction.

Camila was stunned that Natalie had not only accepted but had also positioned herself as a “predecessor.” Her face turned pale with anger. “What do you think you are—”

Before she could finish, Alexander cut her off, turning toward his car. “That’s enough. It’s time to go.”

Camila’s words died in her throat. She shot a venomous glare at Natalie. “The elders are waiting for us at home to discuss the wedding. I don’t have time to waste with you.”

With that parting shot, she hurried after Alexander.

The black Rolls-Royce drove past Natalie. She calmly walked down the steps and headed in the opposite direction.

…

The Ramirez Estate.

Alexander and Camila entered the living room, where Gabriel Ramirez, Savannah Davis, and Charlotte Roberts were waiting.

“Is it done?” Savannah asked.

Alexander gave a clipped “Mm,” and sat down in a lone armchair.

Camila had intended to sit with him, but since he’d chosen the single seat, she awkwardly walked over and sat next to Savannah.

Charlotte glanced at Alexander’s grim expression before speaking. “Well then, let’s pick a date. You two should get married as soon as possible, before her belly starts to show and gets people talking.”

Unwed pregnancies were not unheard of among wealthy families, but they always led to gossip. Besides, nothing like this had ever happened in their family before.

A DNA test would undoubtedly start ugly rumors. Regardless of whether the child was Alexander’s, it would damage the reputation of the Ramirez Group.

“He’s right. Who waits until after a child is born to get married?” Savannah added.

Camila’s face paled with fear. She knew who the father of her child was, and a paternity test would expose her lie. She couldn’t let that happen.

“Alex…” Camila’s eyes welled up, tears streaming down her face in an instant. “You don’t believe me? You think this child belongs to someone else and I’m pinning it on you?”

Alexander met her gaze, the cold, oppressive weight of his stare making her tremble.

Camila looked away, her voice choked with sobs. “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved. How could I have a child with another man? You want to run a paternity test on our own child? When our child grows up and finds out, their heart will break.”

Alexander remained unmoved, his cold gaze fixed on her.

Seeing Camila so distraught, Charlotte grew concerned for the baby. “Alright, stop crying. It’s not good for the child.” She then turned to Alexander. “Apologize to Camila.”