Sure enough, the word “husband” was enough to set Fidelia off.

“You two have split up! How dare you call him your husband? You bitch!”

Fidelia raised her hand to hit Camila.

This was exactly what Camila wanted to happen. Before Fidelia could slap her, she jerked her head to the side. Unprompted, she collapsed to the floor, covering herself in coffee.

Fidelia stared at her with furrowed brows.

She had not hit Camila yet.

So, why was she on the floor already?

think twice when she drenched herself in the coffee since she knew its temperature was not particularly high. Her skin turned a Little

‘s L I B R

the sound of glasses shattering

and saw Camila seated on the floor, Looking dishevelled. Coffee coated her face and splattered all over her body. Her bra straps were visible through the coffee-soaked fabric of her blouse. As he took

he finished speaking, he

Camila explained quickly, “I’m fine. I just tripped. It wasn’t Miss

a hidden

Like she was defending Fidelia when, in fact, she

accepted the hand Isaac

her closer

didn’t hit her!” she

did not have to say anything. Fidelia worsened

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