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.

“Are you refusing to divorce me?" Isaac cut her off. It looked like he had been expecting her reaction, too. Of course, she wouldn't agree so easily, not after the lengths her greedy family had gone through to secure the marriage in the first place.

“ALL right, have it your way. I hope for your sake that you won't regret your decision." Isaac turned and walked away without waiting for a reply.

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

Its contents went rolling in all directions on the floor.

Camila 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 before Isaac noticed.

Her fingers touched the surface of the box just as a premium leather shoe stepped on it.

She raised her head. Isaac's face was mostly blank, but the nervous glint in Camila's eyes piqued his curiosity.

He snatched the box before she could grab it. He peeked inside and took out a packet of pills.

There were two slots.

One had obviously been consumed.

Isaac frowned and checked the label on the box.

“Plan B One-Step." He had no idea what that meant, but then he caught sight of the description underneath.

“Emergency contraceptive. Take as soon as possible within 72 hours."

Now, he would be a fool not to understand that.

He slowly lowered his eyes to look at the panicked woman at his feet. "So, you've already cheated on me," he said in a sarcastic tone. "And on our wedding night, no less."

Whatever disgust he had previously felt for this woman was now multiplied by a hundredfold.

Camila clenched her hands into fists to keep them from shaking. She pulled herself up and took a deep breath.