Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Chapter 69

“What're you doing? Let go of me!” she shouted, pummeling her small fists against his strong chest. But Isaac didn’t let her go. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist more tightly. He bent over and whispered, “How could you push your husband away, hmm?”

As he spoke, Isaac deliberately blew into her ear, making her blush Turning her head away, Camila wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. “We’re not a real couple!”

His voice became lower, but his words were still crystal clear. “What is a real couple anyway? You want us to become a real couple?”

Camila gritted her teeth angrily. This man was so unreasonable He knew exactly what she meant. Why did he have to misconstrue her words on purpose?

Despite her precarious situation, Camila still pretended to be calm on the surface and said, “No, thank you. | know my identity clearly, and | won't dare to cross the line. Don’t worry, Mr. Johnston.”

Her answer only served to anger Isaac further But why? The more she wanted to draw a clear Line between them, the angrier he felt.

“You're so self-righteous!” He pushed Camila away. Doing so loosened the bath towel around her body, and the next second, it fell to the floor.

Camila suddenly felt cold. Confused, she lowered her head, only to find herself completely naked... “An She covered herself in panic...

Isaac looked at her curvaceous body. His pupils dilated slightly. Gulping, he tried to keep his tone Level. “Do you think you can seduce me like this?”

Truth be told, he really felt turned on.

But his self-esteem wouldn’t allow him to have any dirty thoughts about such a woman.

“|-I didn’t mean to...” Camila stammered, hurrying to pick up the bath towel from the floor to cover herself.

“Don’t show your dirty body in front of me again!” After saying this lsaac walked out and slammed the door behind him. He quickly retreated to the next room to avoid seeing Camila againText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

But all he could think about was Camila’s curvaceous body, and he couldn’t stop picturing her...

He couldn't control himself.

He pulled at his collar hard irritably. Although it was by no means tight, he found it hard to breathe.