Chapter 43
Chapter 43
Just who did she think she was?
What gave her the right to not want him?
How could Camila, a shameless woman with loose morals, act so high and might in front of him?
It was beyond insulting to Isaac!
“You must have been suffering this entire time, right?” A sinister smile appeared on his face.
Camila had no idea what had set him off this time, but since things had come to this, she decided to be honest. “Yes.” For her, every minute she had to spend around Isaac was nothing short of torture.
It was evident in her response, how she had answered so quickly and without hesitation, that she didn’t want him at all. Isaac shot to his feet.
“Then brace yourself, because you will be suffering more in the coming years!”
He was no Longer interested in divorcing her.
He might not Like her one bit, but he relished making her suffer!
“Mr. Johnston—”
“Don’t even think about getting your job back!” Isaac said ruthlessly. In a panic now, Camila grabbed on to his shirt. “Please, | really love my job. | need it! Please...”
Isaac showed her no mercy and forcefully shoved her away. Camila was already weak from exhaustion, and she easily fell back on the sofa. As she did so, the hem of her shirt rolled up her abdomen, exposing her slender waist.
Her arms were spread wide, and her expression was a mix of fear and bemusement. Isaac found it alluring, and he suddenly had the urge to take her into his arms and have his way with her.
His eyes darkened, and he had to clear his throat to conceal his lust.
“What's this? Your sob story didn’t work, so now you're trying to seduce me?”
Camila’s brain couldn’t catch up with his meaning. The wound on her head had started throbbing.
She followed the direction of his gaze and saw that her shirt had rolled up nearly to her chest. She immediately pulled it back down.
“Know this,” Isaac said slowly. “Even if you take off all your clothes and offer yourself to me, | will never be interested in you.” Each word felt like a dagger to her heart.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
Camila didn’t say anything more.
It was clear that she could never persuade this cold and merciless man. With one Last sneer, Isaac turned and went upstairs.
Camila curled into herself, not wanting to move from the spot.