"I'm going to bed." She closed the door, Leaving no chance for him to protest.

Jaylen was at a loss for words, but he was not discouraged.

As Camila prepared to take a shower, she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were calm and serene.

In the morning, she was awakened by an unexpected knock on the door.

“Who is it?" She rubbed the sleep off her eyes and walked over to open the door.

Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock upon seeing the man standing at the door.

Camila cast a disapproving look, her brow furrowing in the early morning Light.

“What on earth are you up to?"

She struggled to find a suitable response to Jaylen's perplexing actions.

“This here is your breakfast, my dear. From this day forward, I will bring breakfast each morning!" Jaylen squeezed in with determination Camila was wearing a retro white, lace nightgown with long sleeves

Her loose-fitting skirt gracefully brushed against her ankles concealing her growing bump.

Placing a gentle hand on her belly, she approached him and said, “If you have the time to bring me breakfast, it would be far more prudent to return swiftly and persuade Isaac."

Jaylen was momentarily speechless

How could she mention that disappointing man in the wee hours of the morning?!

"I shall Leave once we finish this morning's repast together."

Seating herself on a chair, she directed her gaze at him.

“You are not a child! Let us not indulge in childish antics, shall we?"

“This is not me being childish!"

He came here to bring her breakfast for God's sake!

He picked that up from some software.

Apparently, women loved men who would be that considerate.

He was trying to live by that; didn't she get it?

“Your current behavior is precisely what I would consider childish!"

Camila's response was straightforward.

Jaylen blinked, adopting an endearing, innocent expression. "Ah, I get it now. It seems you are not particularly fond of today's breakfast selection. Rest assured, I shall make amends with a different choice next time..."