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.

course, she wouldn’t

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

the situation. Camila tried to go after him to explain herself,

in all directions on

crouched and gathered them up, only to realize that an important item was missing. When she looked around, she found the box of pills right beside Isaac’s feet. She immediately lunged for it, desperate to hide it

touched the surface of the box just as a premium leather shoe stepped

face was mostly blank, but the nervous glint

He peeked inside and took out a

There were two slots.

obviously

and checked the label on the