Chapter 47

• ~Camila’s POV~
• It was only after I screamed at Chris and Mark I noticed my husband’s face was full of regret. I mean, my ex-husband, but why? Why does he feel bad about what he did? That is precisely what he wanted.
• Why would he need to bring along a buddy when he divorces me? Wow, Chris is awe-inspiring! Mark was pity-stricken for me, as he continued to look at me. Why? This is what I did to my pathetic self. My relationship with this scumbag should have been over months ago. In this marriage, he has been nothing more than a whore. There were a million reasons for me to divorce this dickhead. But I didn’t, my body suddenly started freezing. I was brutally cold. I didn’t like the woman I was becoming. I didn’t like the woman this divorce had made me. Mark left, but the bumbling moron stayed. As my hands lay on top of my work desk, I squeezed my fingers together and then pressed my head on top of them. I grinned. I’m not sure why, but I smiled and extended my hand toward the fucking necklace he used to dupe me this morning. I grabbed the necklace and yanked it from my neck, throwing it at him. He didn’t say anything while he stood there. He then walked away without taking his necklace with him.