Chapter 370

How could he not mind being cuckolded?

It was still vivid in her mind, how he had looked at her when he discovered that she had slept with another man. He had glared at

her as though she didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as him.

“Have you gone out of your mind?” Camila asked. As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t bring herself to believe his words.

“I'm perfectly sane. Thank you very much.” There was an edge to Isaac’s tone as he added, “From now on, stay away from

Jaylen. | don’t care if your feelings for him are genuine, but you are mine. You are not allowed to think of other men.”

This was probably the humblest moment in Isaac's life, begging his wife to not cheat on him.

Camila pressed her lips together. She wasn’t willing to give up the idea of divorce just yet.

She couldn't bear to stay with Isaac, not even for the sake of appearances.

She needed to take care of her baby.

Her son already lacked a father in his life; she couldn’t make him lose his mother, too.

Camila was dead set on being the parent her son needed, but to do that, she had to divorce Isaac.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Isaac asked with a frown.

“Are you so determined to leave me?”

“Yes,” Camila replied without missing a beat. “I want us to divorce.”

There was a limit to lsaac’s patience, and he was on the very brink of it. How could he not snap when she kept crossing the Line

repeatedly?

“Because of Jaylen?” he demanded, the air around him suddenly turning cold.

Camila merely hummed and averted her eyes.

Isaac felt the sudden urge to strangle her, but he managed to hold back.

“You'd better shut down any idea you have of being with someone else. You are mine now. If you make the mistake of messing

around with another man, I’LL be sure to kill him with my own hands!”

The door suddenly opened with so much force that it slammed against the wall. Forrest barged into the room, his eyes rimmed

red.

He was greeted by the scene of Isaac pinning Camila against the bed, and it seemed to bring back some modicum of sense into

him.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I... 1...”

“Get out!” Isaac barked. Forrest shut his mouth, stepped out into the hall, and closed the door firmly behind him.

He remained standing just outside the room, gradually sobering up.

He had been in such a rush to speak with Camila that he had acted reckless just now. He hadn’t even knocked before entering

the room.

Back inside the ward, Isaac straightened up. Camila’s shirt had rolled up to her waist. He reached out and pulled her shirt back

down, then pulled the quilt over her.