“You can keep dreaming if you want a divorce. It's never going to happen. I've already said I'm going to kill whoever wants to be with you," he spat out and slammed the door behind him as he walked out.

He slammed it so hard that the door and windows shook violently. Camila was beginning to regret her decision. He was really mad this time.

She couldn't get his angry face out of her mind. Her heart clenched painfully, and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry and pity for him.

Did she go too far?

The phone under her pillow suddenly vibrated.