Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

What was he doing here? Didn’t he hate this marriage?

He was supposed to hate the mere sight of her

Camila hadn’t thought it was possible, but Isaac’s expression turned even darker. “What?” he spat out. “Do I need to ask for your permission to stay in my own villa?”

Camila lowered her head to hide the flush in her cheeks. He was right. It was she who had intruded into his home.

Isaac tossed a folder on the table. “Sign it.”

Camila walked into the living room and glanced at the documents. Divorce papers. This didn’t surprise her at all. If anything, she had been expecting this. But she couldn’t divorce him now. She had to wait until her mother had a successful surgery first.

She Looked up at Isaac, unsure of how to address him.

“Uh, Isaac… Can we.

expecting her reaction, too. Of course, she wouldn’t agree so easily, not after the

right, have it your way. I hope for your sake that you won’t

situation. Camila tried to go after him to explain herself, but in her hurry,

contents went rolling in all directions on

and gathered them up, only to realize that an important item was missing. When she looked around, she found

the box just as a premium leather shoe stepped

was mostly blank, but the nervous glint

the box before she could grab it. He peeked

There were two slots.

had obviously been

frowned and checked the label on the