Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Chapter 20

She glanced at the crumpled fabric of his pants and looked away in a panic. “Sorry,” she muttered. “I didn’t mean to grab you.” “Are you sure about that?” Isaac sneered.

“Of course!”

No, wait...

Camila whipped her head back to glare at Isaac.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Oh, are you saying you don’t know exactly what kind of person you are?”

His sarcastic taunts were Like a physical blow to Camila. He had taken one look at her morning after pills and immediately made assumptions about her.

Scenes from that night flashed before her eyes, making Camila shudder. Still, she did not lose her composure. At the moment, however, all she wanted to do was to flee from further humiliation.

“What, don’t you have anything to say for yourself? You want to have sex with any random guy you meet, don’t you?” Isaac suddenly seized her by the neck and forced her to look into his eyes.

“Tell me, how did you manage to cheat on me, huh? You should have just divorced me if you were going to sleep around with other men!”

His rage was unmistakable. And who could blame him? Being cuckolded on his wedding night... It was probably the worst insult he had ever endured in his life.

Camila was slowly Losing her breath as Isaac’s fingers tightened around her throat. Her face was an alarming shade of red, and her chest heaved with her efforts to suck more air into her LungsCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She clawed at his hands and tried to squeeze out a few words. “Let. Go...”

She was growing desperate by the second, and in her struggle, the top two buttons of her blouse popped open.

Isaac’s eyes immediately flitted downward, taking in her exposed flesh. Her black bra did very Little to hide her plump breasts. It would only take one little pull, and...

Camila was still gasping for air.

Astrand of her hair fell over her chest as her breasts continued to rise and fall in an urgent rhythm. It was a mesmerizing sight to behold...

Realizing that he had fallen into a daze, Isaac averted his eyes. He swallowed the Lump in his throat, his brows furrowed, his nostrils flared.

He could feel the familiar stirrings of desire in the pit of his stomach, and his instincts were yelling at him to let it loose. But then a sliver of reason overrode his body. How could he list after such an immoral woman?

The thought sparked his rage anew.