Isaac remained resolute. "What if you run away again? What am I to do then?"

Camila found herself speechless

Isaac's apprehension of her fleeing struck her deeply.

“As you said, it is not that you do not love me. Why would I run away? Considering my condition..."

She gestured toward her pregnant belly, emphasizing her limited mobility. "Can I even escape?"

Still, Isaac persisted in his refusal!

He resembled a wayward child, unwilling to comply.

Finally, Camila reluctantly turned back, intending to request Amara to give the thing to Josiah first.

Just as Josiah received the thing, he would instinctively know what needed to be done with it. Isaac, interpreting Camila's actions as anger, pulled her back.

However, in her pregnant state, with an unstable center of gravity, Camila stumbled backward when Isaac tugged at her, only to find herself caught in his arms.

In that instant, their eyes locked, and Camila's instinctively tended to avoid eye contact and hide the scars on her face.

Isaac sensed her concern.

Bowing his head, he gently kissed the injured area.

Camila's heart raced like a rabbit's.

And her body was trembling in his embrace.

Her eyes widened, mirroring the innocence of a child as she whispered,

“You.

"I will wait for you right here," Isaac said, helping her find stability on her feet.

Without uttering a word, Camila turned and ventured forward.

Alone, without Isaac, she successfully entered the room.

There, Josiah Lay on the bed.

As she walked in, Josiah's voice filled the air.

"I apologize," Josiah uttered remorsefully

Judging by Amara's evident animosity toward Isaac, Camila surmised that Isaac had made Josiah's life difficult.

Otherwise, Amara wouldn't harbor such intense animosity toward Isaac. She was well aware of Isaac's character and remarked, "Forget about it.