Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 33

After stepping off the yacht, Camilla just stood there, numb. It hit her all at once—she really had nowhere to go. The apartment she shared with Daniel didn’t feel like home, not one bit. Not after what he’d just done. Even the idea of setting foot in that place made her sick.

She thought about going to Adah’s, but showing up like this? She couldn’t do it. No matter how big the world was, right then, it felt like there wasn’t a single corner left for her.

She scrolled through her contacts until she found Catheleen’s name and pressed call. The phone rang and rang before Catheleen finally picked up.

“Cammie? What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Catheleen sounded wide awake, instantly worried.

“Catheleen… where are you?” Camilla tried to steady her voice, but it still wobbled.

“I’m still out of town for work. Camilla, are you crying?” Catheleen’s tone got softer and sharper at the same time.

Camilla could barely keep her composure. Just hearing Catheleen’s voice made her want to cry harder.

“Cammie, tell me what happened. Please.”

“Can I stay at your place tonight?” Camilla asked, hating how small she sounded.

“Of course you can. Don’t even ask. You know the code, just go in and make yourself at home, okay?”

“Okay,” she whispered.

But the person she hated most, right now, wasn’t Lambert. It was Daniel. Even more than the stranger who’d hurt her. Three years of marriage. She always believed that even if Daniel didn’t love her, he would at least care. Maybe treat her like a friend or a family member. But he just saw her as a pawn—a toy, something to use and throw away.

When they first got married, she had such hope. She thought if she tried hard enough, if she loved enough, he’d come around. Looking back, she realized what a fool she’d been. She’d wasted three whole years, loving a man who was cold and heartless. Now, she could see him clearly for the first time—nothing but a selfish, cruel man.

In that moment, all her feelings for Daniel snapped. The love she’d tried to keep alive, no matter how small, was gone. All that was left was resentment, bitterness, and a deep sense of disgust. She wanted out. She needed a divorce. She wanted nothing to do with him, not for one more minute.

Her phone buzzed again, vibrating on the nightstand. Daniel. He’d called a few times already. She let it ring, remembering how she’d nearly lost control, how close she’d come to screaming or worse. She was done. She wouldn’t waste her life or her anger on him ever again.

She’d already lost three years to this marriage. She swore to herself she wouldn’t give Daniel any more of her life. Not one more second.