Chapter 22

Camilla's POV

His head whipped to the side from the impact of the slap. Everything was quiet, I still refuse to look at him but I know he is angry just from how his breathing changed.

He dragged me to the car without saying a word and I didn't fight him this time. I was expecting a retaliation, a shouting fit or a warning but none came.

He was staring at me, I could feel it but I didn't give him the satisfaction of meeting his eyes. What surprised me the most was how calm and collected he was.

“Talk to me.” He grabbed my hands in his, stroking me.

His voice was so calm to the extent I didn't even know why I was angry in the first place. Was it jealousy? Or was it the fact that he uses females and dumps them whenever he feels like it.

‘yes! That's why I was angry. And I am still angry.’

Snatching my hands from his hold, I trudged back to the driver's side, turned to look at him. “Are you coming or what?”

He strolled towards me, dragged me to the passenger side and pushed me in, he wen