Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1163 - Chapter 1163 Chapter 1163 Your Home Address

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1163: Your Home Address Chapter 1163: Chapter 1163: Your Home Address “You… you really look exactly like him…” Looking at the handsome face before her, Camila Walker blurted out unconsciously.

Lewis Harrison pursed his lips, cast his eyes down once again to glance at her, and then spoke in a cold voice, “I regret to inform you, I am not your ex-husband!”

At this time, the two had already arrived at the station, where he tossed her into the passenger seat, Lewis Harrison then promptly opened the door to the driver’s seat.

“Your home address.”

Camila Walker stayed silent for a moment, then told him the address to Walker Manor.

It was approaching 10 PM, and Belinda Howard was still at her grandmother’s. She needed to go pick her up.

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At night, after Jose Pearce said so, Angela Reid also became somewhat anxious, thinking that Camila Walker had gotten into some accident and had been waiting in the living room on the sofa.

At this time, Belinda Howard, who was sleeping in the second floor room, also suddenly woke up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and walked down barefoot.

“Grandma, why hasn’t Mommy come back yet?”

Angela Reid looked up, and seeing the child she called Princess walking down barefoot, couldn’t help but stand up and hurried over, “Belinda, why did you wake up?”

Belinda Howard lifted her gaze, “I miss Mommy, I want to sleep with her!”

Looking at her granddaughter, Angela Reid forced a gentle smile, “Belinda dear, Mommy hasn’t come back yet. When she does, she will sleep with Belinda.”

“When will she come back?” Belinda Howard lifted her sparkling big eyes and asked the grandmother before her.

Angela Reid smiled, “She will be back right away.”

In fact, she also felt uncertain.

Logically speaking, the banquet could end in two hours, but now it was already past 10 PM. Why hadn’t Camila returned?

Recalling the anxious expression that Jose Pearce had upon arrival, her worry intensified.

Could there really have been an accident?

As she was thinking, a sound of a car driving up came from outside the door. Angela Reid, upon hearing it, turned her head and hurried to the grand entrance to open it, and indeed saw a luxury sports car stopped at the courtyard entrance.

“I can get down by myself,” said Camila Walker as they reached her parents’ home gate, not wanting to be carried in by him. She spoke defiantly.

After saying this, she went to open the car door to get out.

This time, Lewis Harrison made no move, just sitting there in the driver’s seat, seemingly with no intention to get out of the car.

Camila Walker opened the car door and got out with a limp, enduring the pain.

Watching her struggle with each step, Lewis Harrison, for some reason, grew more and more irritable, yet he did not want to get out of the car to carry her inside.

She was so keen on proving her strength, wasn’t she? Then let’s see how far she could push it.

With every step, Camila Walker felt the pain intensify. But in front of her own parents, it wasn’t appropriate for her to ask him to carry her inside, and it seemed that he wasn’t planning on picking her up either.

Just as she was thinking, Camila Walker suddenly felt her body lift, and she was hoisted into the air…

“Clearly you cannot walk, so what’s the harm in saying so?” Carrying the child in his arms, Lewis Harrison strode toward the grand entrance of Walker Manor.

At this moment, Angela Reid had just reached the courtyard entrance. When she saw the two people in front of her, she was momentarily shocked into silence.

“Clayton… Clayton Howard?”

Hearing the middle-aged woman address him, Lewis Harrison couldn’t help but frown.

It seemed that yet another person had mistaken him for that Clayton Howard.

Facing her mother, Camila Walker offered an explanation, “Mom, he is not Clayton Howard.”

Upon hearing this, Angela Reid finally snapped out of her shock.

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