Chapter 21 Howard and Maria's eyes were filled with regret: "It was our mistake for misjudging people, for mistaking an impos- tor as our daughter and letting you suffer..." "Your sister is gone, we only have you now, you are our only daughter. Come home with Mom and Dad, will you?" Camila looked at their remorseful faces, but inside, she felt nothing at all. "My sister wasn't real, but the favoritism and hurt you showed all these years were real." Back when she longed for her parents' love, they gave it all to another daughter, not sparing even a little for her. She still couldn't forget the feeling of being locked in the cold storage, tormented by the cold and darkness, or the pain of the whip striking her skin, leaving it torn and bleeding. And all of this was brought upon her by them. Now that they had discovered the impostor's true identity, they came looking for her, as if nothing had ever happened. But she couldn't do it. So she spoke coldly: "No, please leave." Howard and Maria froze, wanting to make amends, but were stopped by Zachary's bodyguards. "Cami doesn't want to see you. Don't bother her again." Zachary strode through the main gate, holding Camila in his arms. In the days that followed, Zachary's kindness to her reached a level that was almost outrageous. She walked barefoot on the floor, and by that afternoon, every corner of the manor was covered with soft carpets air- shipped from the Middle East. She liked roses, so he immediately had people buy precious Juliet Roses and plant them all over the garden, so she could see them at any moment. She had a poor appetite, so even during international meetings, he would set up his tablet in the kitchen, cooking for her while listening to reports, leaving all the executives utterly stunned. When she opened her eyes in the middle of the night, she would see him sitting by her bedside, tucking her in and gently saying, "Cami, have a good dream." Even when she lost her temper and smashed up the entire manor, he only held her hand and asked with concern, "Does your hand hurt?" 0.0 % 09:05 This Zachary was someone she had never seen before. Gentle, considerate, and spoiling her without reservation. But all she felt was sadness. He was clearly capable of all this, yet in those years, he just watched her throw herself at him like a moth to a flame, never giving her any response. Back when she longed for him, he only gave her a cold face. Now that she had let go, he acted like a madman, refusing to let her go. Truly contradictory. A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Camila's lips. But she would not let herself be trapped by him forever. Because she was not his possession-she belonged only to herself! In the afternoon, Zachary was in the middle of an important meeting at the Madderford Group. The next second, the phone from the mand rang. "Something's wrong, Mr. Madderford! Mrs. Madderford has run away!" 71.1 % 09:05