"I mean every word."

He caressed Camila's face delicately and said, "You must have suffered greatly during that time."

He showered her forehead with gentle kisses.

“I am so sorry you had to go through all that."

He reproached himself for not protecting her adequately.

That was how Travis managed to get her.

Isaac blamed himself. He had not been attentive enough and uttered words that led to her misunderstanding. Otherwise, she wouldn't have departed from him while carrying their child.

Nestling against his chest, Camila inquired, "How did you find me?" She couldn't fathom how he had tracked her down.

When she was in Faymoor, he hadn't located her.

“Josiah, I won't Let him off the hook!" Isaac ground his teeth.

Josiah had nearly fooled him.

But now he was composed, contemplating Josiah's words.

Josiah had spoken calmly, his words Laden with iciness.

Clearly, it was a deliberate act, an attempt to rouse Isaac's anger.

“Josiah?" Camila was surprised.

“He told me that you had fallen in Love with another man, hence your desperate attempts to get away from me..."

“Did he truly say that?" She raised her head to meet Isaac's gaze, questioning, “So, do you believe that I abandoned you for another man and that this child isn't yours?"

“I... I didn't buy Josiah's information." Isaac averted his eyes. Evidently, he felt guilt-ridden.

He was incensed at that moment.

Yet, if he hadn't believed Josiah, he wouldn't have been consumed by such fury.

Josiah's words had held some semblance of plausibility to him.

Josiah claimed that Camila left because her love for him had waned. What if it were true?

After all, he wasn't certain why she had departed.

But now Isaac knew.

She had misunderstood his intentions.