HELPING HER

ISABELLA

I stormed into Emilio's office, in anger as eyes trailed behind me. No matter how Cammila called me back I didn't respond to her.

My heart is racing with anger and frustration. How could he do this to me? He never accepted me to be his wife. Now that I left he is on the verge of destroying the little relationship I had.

"What's going on?" I demanded, slamming my hands on his desk. "Why does everyone know about our divorce after our argument this morning?"

Emilio looked up at me, weirdly as he dropped his phone, "I don't know what you are talking about," he said, but I knew he was lying.

"Don't play dumb with me," I spat. "I know you are behind this. You're trying to ruin me, aren't you?"

Emilio shrugged. "And so? You played games with me, why shouldn't I return it?"

I laughed with a bitter taste in my mouth. "Games? You are the one who's been playing games with me from the start. You never wanted me… so why now?"