Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband Chapter 1115 - 1115 1115 I really miss him so much

Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: I really miss him so much… Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: I really miss him so much… There was no one in the bedroom; Mrs. Beckham was a bit perplexed. Just as she was about to turn and leave, she vaguely heard the sound of sobbing.

With a frown of confusion, she turned her head and saw the trembling figure crouched on the balcony, especially the sound of sobbing, which made one’s heart ache uncontrollably.

“Mrs….”

Upon discovering Camila Walker, Mrs. Beckham hurried over, helping her up from the ground with surprise and asked anxiously, “Mrs., what’s happened to you?”

She had been fine just now; why was she crying so heartbrokenly all of a sudden?

Once Camila Walker began to cry, it was like a breached river that couldn’t be held back any longer.

Over this past month, she had endured too much, suppressed too much, and couldn’t bear any more!

“Woo…”

Mrs. Beckham helped her up, but her cries did not stop; especially those tear-filled eyes, which made Mrs. Beckham feel a pang of heartache.

“Stop crying, what’s happened to you?” Seeing her in such pain, Mrs. Beckham felt a sourness in her heart, and not understanding what was really wrong, was simply anxious.

She embraced Camila Walker in her arms, comfortingly patting her back, as if she were comforting her own daughter.

“Stop crying, look at that pretty face, all sared with tears.”

“Mrs. Beckham… I miss him… I really miss him so much…” Clinging to Mrs. Beckham’s bosom, Camila Walker cried out all the anguish stored in her heart over the past month.

She couldn’t tell her parents, nor could she confide in Emily Walker; the only person she could talk to about her feelings was indeed only Mrs. Beckham.

At her words, Mrs. Beckham still looked puzzled and furrowed her brow, “Miss him? Who are you missing?”

Her husband perhaps?

“Are you missing Mister?”

Thinking this, Mrs. Beckham realized, it might be because Mister hadn’t returned ho yet, so she missed him.

She couldn’t help but offer words to comfort her, “It’s okay, perhaps Mister will return tomorrow.”

Mrs. Beckham was well aware that the couple had always been very affectionate and sweet to each other; they couldn’t bear to be apart for such a long ti.

But Camila Walker only sobbed harder and shook her head, “He won’t co back… It’s been a month… He didn’t return… He didn’t…”

Hearing this, Mrs. Beckham was taken aback. Had they had a quarrel perhaps?

But that seed unlikely.

“How can that be, don’t have such wild thoughts, Mrs. You know, sotis n are busy with work, so—”

“No, no, no… It’s not like that… He’s dead… He won’t ever co back…” Camila Walker sobbed, feeling a tearing sensation in her chest, as if it were swallowing her whole.

Listening to her intermittent sobs, Mrs. Beckham stood there stunned for a while before she regained her senses.

Then with so disbelief, she looked at the crying Camila Walker, “Mrs., what did you just say?” Dead? How could this be?

“In Japan… He fell off a cliff… and never—”

Just as Camila Walker spoke, she suddenly felt darkness before her eyes and collapsed powerlessly into Mrs. Beckham’s arms!

Seeing her faint so suddenly, Mrs. Beckham panicked, exclaiming, “Mrs.! Mrs.!?”

Good heavens, what on earth had happened!?

Moving Camila Walker onto a bed in the bedroom, Mrs. Beckham quickly called Walker Manor.

Upon hearing the news, Angela Reid and Baxter Walker rushed over imdiately, and when they saw their daughter’s pale face, Angela Reid was again full of tear stains, overco with grief.