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.

looked like he had been expecting her reaction, too. Of course, she wouldn’t

won’t regret your decision.” Isaac turned

had gravely misunderstood the situation. Camila tried to go after him to explain herself, but in her hurry, she

in all directions

around, she found the

just as a premium leather shoe stepped on

face was mostly blank, but the nervous glint in Camila’s eyes piqued

box before she could grab it. He peeked inside and took out a

There were two slots.

had obviously

checked the label

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