Chapter 546
Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love
She couldn't even dare to think of that possibility.
â| donât have to explain anything to you. This was all my plan. You have no idea, do you? | specially went to Grandpa and asked
him to help me divorce youâ
Before she could finish her words, Isaac grabbed her neck and squeezed it tight. With his other free hand, he tore her clothes
apart.
Isaacâs immense weight was pinning Camila down on the seat.
Wanting to humiliate her so badly, he forced her body into so many shameful positions.
As he did this, Camila didnât resist. She only made a sound whenever she felt pain.
The windows inside the car were starting to grow foggy.
Both of them were drenched in their own sweat. Some of Camilaâs hair even stuck to her face!
Isaac was relentless. Camila could no longer bear it.
âAre you only going to Let me go once Iâm dead,â she cried.
ALL of a sudden, a manic giggle escaped her Lips.
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It sounded both sad and deranged.
Isaac wrapped his arm around her neck from behind and pinched her chin.
âWhat are you Laughing at?â he whispered in her ear.
âDo you still remember the man who had sex with you on the first night of our marriage?â
âHow could | forget?â she answered with a hoarse voice as her lips trembled.
âHe was my first man. On that night, | cuckolded you...â
âIt was me that night.â Isaac pulled her hair and made her look at him.
âI'm your first man.â
As soon as she heard this, she felt a shockwave ripple throughout her core. She looked at him in disbelief as her brain went
completely blank.
It was as if her mind had ceased all of its function.
âDebora told me that it was her that night, so | took care of her. But alas, you took her place that night, didnât you?â Then, Isaac
let her go and added, âIâm afraid that you'll hate me and blame me for the loss of your child, which is why | didnât tell you. But
ever since, you kept betraying me time and time again. Do you really think that | have to be with you? That | canât live without
you?â
He began buttoning up his shirt.
âDo you really want a divorce? Fine, then. I'll do you a favor.â