Chapter Seventy-Eight

Camilla stood up, pulling the sheets away from her body, and approached Alexander with a mix of disbelief and pain in her eyes.

Tears welled up, but she held them back as she confronted him.

"It's not what I think?!" she repeated, her voice filled with bitterness and hurt.

"How can you possibly explain this?" Her voice crackled with anguish and accusation as she raised the phone, its screen illuminating the evidence that had shattered her world.

"This message clearly shows you're planning to divorce me."

"So tell me…What else am I supposed to think, Alexander?" She asked, her voice shaking.

Alexander's guilt-ridden expression deepened as he stared at the device, "You were not supposed to find out about it like this," he whispered.

He reached out to retrieve the phone, but Camilla instinctively backed away, keeping it firmly in her grasp.

Licking his lips nervously, Alexander let out a sigh, his plea filled with a mix of desperation and exhaustion.

"Camilla, please give me back my phon