Because he didn't want to see her face.

Camila carefully placed her palm on his temple and applied gentle pressure, gradually moving to the top of his head and properly locating the acupoint for a professional massage.

Despite her appearance, her fingers were delicate. She felt warm, soft, and comfy as she touched his skin.

It was quite relaxing.

Isaac's body gradually started to relax.

Slowly, Camila moved her fingers to a new acupoint and continued to massage him.

After forty minutes, Camila began sweating profusely.

Drops of water mixed with her facial foundation fell on her collar. The massage was a physically demanding job.

Hands and arms had to perform a lot of Labor.

However, she didn't stop and tried harder instead.

An hour later, Isaac finally dozed off.

Camila carefully drew her hand away. Her fingers trembled after leaving his scalp.

It seemed like her hand stiffened.

She moved her arms to alleviate the discomfort.

After resting for a while, she stood up and looked back at his face.

“I'm so tired. Please give me some reward."

Camila walked to the bedside and gently bent down. For a moment, she paused but then planted a soft kiss on Isaac's lips.

It was soft and a little cold.

The scent was so familiar.

It captivated her.

Although he didn't Love her, she Loved him.

Camila told herself she couldn't be greedy. But when she was about to withdraw, a Large hand held her head. Isaac deepened the kiss.

Terrified, Camila's pupils dilated and shook.

Camila's body and mind were completely paralyzed, struck dumb by the turn of events.

What if he were to awaken?