My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 255: Open My Heart

As Ric knelt before her, holding out the ring with that hopeful gleam in his eyes, the quiet hum of the waves was suddenly overtaken by soft giggles from nearby.

Queenie and Elizabeth were peeking from behind the bonfire, their eyes wide and glittering with excitement. Then, out of nowhere—

"Say yes!" Dylan shouted at the top of his lungs, still clutching his marshmallow stick, his face lit with a mischievous grin.

The two girls burst into laughter and echoed him. "Say yes! Say yes!"

Cammy turned red as her hand flew to her face, laughing through the embarrassment. Ric looked over his shoulder, then chuckled, his dimple showing as he gave the kids a playful shake of his head.

From behind the bonfire, Ellie called out, "Don’t move! I have to video this!" Her voice was full of glee as she scrambled to grab her phone.

Cammy groaned in mock protest, laughing harder as she covered her face even more. "Oh my God, this is so embarrassing," she muttered—but her heart swelled.

Ric was still kneeling, still waiting, still looking at her like she was the only woman in the world.

Her laughter faded gently as she looked at him again. Her eyes softened, lips trembling slightly, and her thoughts drifted.

’He didn’t have to do this. We’re already engaged. It’s official. But he still knelt down... still asked... still gave me a choice. He’s thoughtful. Gentle. Steady. Even when he doesn’t say much, he shows me everything,’ Cammy thought.

She slowly took a breath and reached out her hand, voice tender and sure.

"Alright, Ric," she said softly. "I will open my heart to you starting tonight. And yes... I will marry you." freeweɓnovel.cѳm

The moment shattered into joy.

Ellie and her daughters squealed and jumped in celebration. "She said yes!"

Queenie shrieked. Elizabeth clapped wildly.

Ellie almost dropped her phone as she caught it all on camera.

Ark let out a whistle, patting Dylan’s back as the little boy clapped and cheered. "Yay, Mommy! Yay, Uncle Ric!" Dylan beamed, his joy genuine, uncontainable.

Ric’s hands trembled slightly as he slid the ring onto her finger, his eyes never leaving hers. When it was on, he gently brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, sealing a silent promise.

Cammy blinked back tears, overwhelmed—but happy... Somehow.

The fire crackled behind them, the moon hung low over the sea, and for the first time in a long time, Cammy felt something that had eluded her for so long.

She felt a possibility...

"This calls for a champagne!" Ark declared with a grin, already heading back into the house with a bounce in his step.

Cammy was still reeling from the whirlwind of emotion, cradling her left hand with the ring now glinting gently in the firelight. She looked up just as Ellie came rushing over with open arms.

Ellie wrapped both Ric and Cammy in a tight embrace, squeezing them with heartfelt joy. "I’m so happy right now," she said, her voice thick with affection. "My two favorite friends are getting married. I couldn’t ask for more!"

Ric chuckled softly, looking a bit shy, which was rare for him. "I’m happy too," he murmured, glancing at Cammy from the side—his expression unguarded, vulnerable, and full of quiet emotion.

Cammy turned her head and caught his gaze, her smile deepening. There was something pure about that moment, something that didn’t need words to be felt.

Ellie released them but jabbed a playful finger toward Ric’s chest. "But don’t you dare make Cammy cry, Ric," she teased with mock severity. "I’m warning you—many of us will hunt you down... all the way into your next lifetime!"

They all burst into laughter, Ric included, who raised his hands in surrender. "Noted. I value my life."

At that moment, Ark returned, holding a bottle of champagne, three flutes tucked between his fingers, and a cold bottle of sparkling grape juice under one arm.

"Alright, alright," he said, grinning as he approached. He handed the grape juice to Cammy with a knowing wink. "Ellie told me you’re expecting, so this is for you."

Cammy blinked in surprise, touched, and whispered, "Thank you," as she took the bottle.

Ark then passed a glass each to Ellie and Ric before pouring the champagne and raising his own glass high.

"To Ric and Cammy," Ark said, his voice warm and clear beneath the star-strewn sky. "May your days be filled with love, laughter, and a lifetime of knowing how lucky you are to have found each other. To your official engagement!"

"Cheers!" everyone said, glasses clinking, laughter ringing beneath the moonlight.

Cammy held her grape juice gently, her heart so full it ached. The sea whispered behind them, the fire crackled in front of them, and the people she cared most about were by her side.

For the first time in a long time... she felt seen, safe, and loved.

As the laughter died down and the clinking glasses settled, Dylan ran up to Cammy, excitement written all over his face. His cheeks were flushed from playing, and his eyes sparkled with hope.

"Mommy," he said, tugging on her hand. "Can I sleep here? Please? Queenie and Liz said they only have half-day school tomorrow! Please, please, pleeeaaase!" he begged, pressing his palms together in a dramatic plea.

Cammy chuckled, shaking her head slightly. "Dylan, no, they still have school tomorrow and you too—"

Before she could finish, Ellie chimed in from beside the bonfire, waving off the concern. "It’s okay, Cammy. The girls only have two subjects left tomorrow—just exams after lunch. They’ve already finished reviewing earlier. Let him stay."

Cammy glanced at Dylan’s hopeful face, then at Queenie and Elizabeth who were grinning at her from the porch stairs, both giving her the biggest puppy eyes they could muster.

Sighing in mock defeat, Cammy smiled and said, "Alright, fine. You win. But only for tonight."

"Yay!" Dylan jumped and hugged her tightly before running over to the girls in triumph. "She said yes!"

Cammy turned toward the nanny. "Please go get Dylan’s pajamas and toothbrush."

Ellie looped an arm around Cammy’s shoulders and leaned in, lowering her voice into a whisper. "Tell the nanny she can stay here too. We have two spare rooms—might as well use them."

Cammy raised a brow in surprise, but Ellie grinned wickedly and added with a wink, "Besides, tonight’s too special to spend with chaperones around. Enjoy your evening, future Mrs. Rossi."

Cammy gasped softly and blushed, nudging Ellie in the ribs with a laugh. "Ellie!"

Ellie just laughed harder, hands raised in surrender. "What? You two just got engaged—live a little!"

Cammy shook her head but smiled, heart warm with gratitude for her friend’s kindness... and maybe just a hint of nervous excitement at what the rest of the night might hold.

When their little party ended, Cammy and Ric went back to Ric’s villa. They walked side by side on the shore, their bare feet sinking into the cool sand.

Cammy’s long skirt fluttered slightly in the breeze, and Ric kept his hands tucked in his pockets, glancing at her now and then as if still grounding himself in the moment—that she said yes, that she was walking beside him.

When they were far enough from Ellie’s house, with only the stars and the sound of the sea around them, Ric finally broke the silence.

"Cammy," he said softly, his voice barely louder than the waves. "Are you... happy? With your decision to marry me instead of going through with that contract husband thing?"

Cammy stopped walking.

The question hit her like a quiet tide, unexpected but not unwelcome. She turned to him, the moon catching the curve of her cheek and the soft flicker in her eyes.

"I’ll be honest, Ric," she said, voice calm but firm. "I can’t say that I’m a hundred percent happy yet. I think it’s too soon to say that. But..." She paused, inhaling the ocean air as she tried to find the words resting deep inside her chest. "I’m not sad either."

Ric’s gaze was steady on hers, waiting—listening.

Cammy continued, "The feeling I have right now is... confidence. And peace. I’m confident that I made the right decision. And I’m at peace knowing that the man I chose to marry... is someone who chose to stand by my side out of his own free will. Not because of money. Not because of a contract. But because he wanted to."

Her voice trembled slightly at the end, not from fear or uncertainty—but from the sheer weight of truth. She hadn’t expected to feel this certain. But she did.

Ric’s chest rose slowly as he took in her words, eyes flickering with something warm, something deep. He stepped closer, gently reaching out to take her hand.

"Cammy..." he murmured, "thank you for choosing me. Even when you didn’t have to."

Cammy’s lips curved into a small, heartfelt smile.

"I didn’t just choose you, Ric," she said quietly. "I trusted you."