Chapter 317

The only Logical thing to do now was to close his eyes, and then... No!

Isaac’s eyes snapped open, and they immediately fixed on the burning incense. There was something wrong with the damn

thing. He had started to feel weak after taking a few whiffs of the stuff.

What was going on?

Isaac tried to sit up, intending to put it out. To his dismay, he didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger, much less pull himself

up.

He had no choice but to succumb to the effects of the incense and just stay on the bed.

The bathroom finally grew quiet, and Camila came out shortly after.

“What the hell is this?” Isaac demanded, staring daggers at her. Camila let out a mocking Laugh. “This is my surprise for you!”

He narrowed his eyes.

“And what are you trying to accomplish by tricking me like this?”

Camila took out a folder from a drawer and tossed it on the bed beside him.

“Divorce papers. I’ve already signed them. ALL you need to do is affix your signature, and we're as good as divorced.”

“No!” Isaac barked.

He had been set up, and he was livid.

Getting trapped was one thing, but to be forced in such a humiliating predicament...

Camila just sighed at his refusal.

“I need to divorce you.”

“Why, so you can go find your beloved beau?” Isaac spat, his face twisting into a ferocious expression.

Camila smirked and goaded him on purpose. “That's right. My beloved has been waiting for me for a long time. | miss him a lot. |

just want to see him and be with him. | shall elope with him and leave this country. We will find our own paradise and start a new

life together, build a home, have some children. We will be very happy.”

“| forbid it!” Isaac thundered, his eyes burning with rage.

If he could have moved, he would have definitely pounced at her and choked her to death.

There was no doubt in his mind that he would kill her for those words! He had done so much for Camila.

How could she betray him like this?

The pain it brought him only served to fan the flames of his anger.

Camila looked him in the eye as she threw the surgical tools he had given her into the trash bin. “The mere sight of it makes me

sick.” Isaac closed his eyes and gnashed his teeth together.

“Let me go!” “But if | do that, then how can | be free?”