Chapter 15

She didn’t refute his words, she couldn’t bear to.

Isaac wasn’t wrong. She had indeed cheated on him.

“| never wanted to marry you,” Camila muttered under her breath.

Isaac felt sick to his stomach. He threw the plastic packet at her face, its edge grazing the corner of her eyes and Leaving a thin,

red mark in its wake.

Thankfully, Camila had closed her eyes before it hit her. She crouched and retrieved the medicine, her grip so tight that she bent

the plastic plate. The stinging in her skin was nothing compared to the humiliation she had just suffered in the hands of Isaac. He

had trampled on her dignity in a matter of seconds.

“So you Like men, don’t you?” he said now, his voice dripping with malice.

“I'll be sure to give you what you want.” With that, Isaac stomped out of the villa.

Camila didn’t know what he meant by that, but she would soon find out.

The next day, Willie was waiting for her as she prepared to Leave for work.

“Madam, hi, I’m Mr. Johnston’s assistant, Willie. Please come with me.

Camila had frozen where she stood when she had first laid eyes on Willie. His voice pulled her out of her daze, and she quickly

ducked to hide her face. She didn’t want him to know that she recognized him.

Yesterday, when she had gone to treat Forrest's patient in his stead, it was Willie who had opened the door. So he was Isaac’s

assistant?

Did that mean that the injured man back then was Isaac?

“Madam, please,” Willie urged. The fact that Camila hadn’t moved an inch was starting to stress him out.

Camila brushed off her suspicions and said, “I need to go to work.”

It was a blatant excuse to refuse him, and they both knew it.

She wasn’t interested in seeing Isaac at all, no matter what the reason might be.

“| advise you to reconsider. If you antagonize Mr. Johnston in any way, not only will you Lose your job, you will also be risking

your entire career and reputation.”

It was an obvious threat and they both knew it, too.

Camila gritted her teeth. Her father had agreed to finance her mother’s surgery, nothing more. She was the one paying for her

mother’s treatment and other hospital fees. She couldn't afford to lose her job now, nor could she give up her career after so

many years of hard work.

There was nothing for her to do but to go with Willie.

“Fine, just give me a second. | need to call the hospital and ask for a leave of absence.” Camila ran back into her room under the

pretext of making a call. She did inform the hospital, but her main purpose was to grab her scalpel from her medical kit. She

slipped it into a secret pocket in her purse. Better to be safe than sorry.

Camila then followed Willie out of the villa. Before Long, she found herself in a club. She had never been to such a place before.

Here and there, people were clustered, indulging themselves in their preferred areas of depravity. As they passed a corner, she

overheard a handful of women discussing among themselves.

“Isaac is in the VIP room on the top floor, talking business with a lascivious guy. | heard the man has some pretty hardcore

kinks.”