Page 82 of Dr. Billionaire's Fake Marriage

I can't lose Camile, and I can't lose half of my property to Nancy, either. Something has to be done about it, and I am hoping that Joshua has a solution to end this mess.

I am hoping.

Chapter twenty-eight

Almost Losing Troy

Camile

Troy is back at home, but he doesn't look happy. He doesn't look like he can fulfill his promise. He still has the divorce papers in hand, and Nancy has not yet signed them.

Troy's face is sad, so his meeting with Nancy didn't go well. "What happened," I ask, unable to guess. She is a woman threatening my relationship, and everything I guessed about her was negative.

Troy bounces into the cushion near him; he takes a deep breath as his head hit the chair. "In Vegas," he starts, "we did more than just the fun marriage." Troy swallows hard. "We signed a prenup. Which means-"

I cut him off, "Meaning she has the right to request half of your properties. I know what a prenup means." My throat goes dry as I hear Troy say more about his meeting with Nancy.

Nancy kept the prenup a secret from Troy until now and getting her to sign the divorce papers means she is carting away half of Troy's property.

"This is a paper you signed when you were drunk and young. It's been twenty years; could it still be valid?

Troy looks up at me. “I don’t know, I plan to talk to my lawyer about it, and I hope he can do something about it.”

I hold my head and try to think for a while. "Isn't prenup something you deliberately make with your lawyer? I mean, it shouldn't be something you can pick up in a marriage center in Las Vegas, right?"

Troy runs his fingers into his hair, “I don’t know, Camile. I can’t fully remember what happened that night.”

"This is so fucked up." I can’t stop myself from cussing. "How could Nancy know she'd use it against you someday? Why did she so diligently keep it stashed away?"

Troy doesn't answer, but I know what it is. Troy's parents were already known in the medical space, and it was only reasonable for Nancy to see the future, knowing she'd one day use it for her personal gain.

"What do we do now?" I ask Troy.

“I have to speak with Joshua first,” he says. “Maybe there is something we can do about it in court.” Troy holds my hand. “Trust me again, Camile, to end all of this.”

I search Troy's eyes, and I am not sure how it will end, but it doesn't look like it will be soon. "I trust you," I reply. "I trust you, Troy."

He draws me closer to kiss me on the forehead. “You are the only person stopping me from going crazy, Camile,” he says. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Troy,” I repeat.

"I know," Troy replies, and we both chuckle. This part of our lives is one of the many challenges we will have to face. It doesn't bother me because we will face it together.

Above all that is happening between Troy and Nancy, I am glad I am returning to work tomorrow. I am also glad I am hosting the next family dinner.

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The hospital smells unfamiliar, as if I have been gone for a long time. My colleagues are all surprised to see me again—all except for Amelia.

From how they all look at me, they thought I had left the hospital for good. "I went on a quick leave" was my excuse to avoid unnecessary questioning and negative assumptions about my absence.

Amelia grins during most of our working hours. She looks happier than she had looked a few days ago. “It’s good to see you smile again,” I say. “It feels like I haven’t seen you smile in a long while.”

Amelia stops smiling when she notices my down face. "Are you okay?" she asks. "Is there a problem with Troy again?"

I hesitate to answer, "Yes," I pause. "Not directly, but Nancy and Troy were married on a trip to Vegas in college."

Amelia's jaw drops. "What?" Amelia says. "Did they get a divorce afterward?"

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