Rowena knew her daughter was driving her away.

In between sobbing, she managed to say, "I've already asked your father for a divorce. Maybe I can help you if you tell me what's on your mind."

Camile was barely fighting the urge to sleep now. She was so exhausted.

“I'm fine. I'LL tell you everything Later.”

She could not confide in her mother about this matter.

She could not reveal everything to Rowena. Or at least, she could not tell her that she had been physically assaulted. Rowena's anxiety would skyrocket if she Learned about it.

Camile did not want her to get sick again.

Rowena took in her daughter's exhausted appearance and asked, “Can I come to see you tonight?"

Camila nodded.

Rowena stood up and expressed her gratitude to Forrest.

“You're welcome," Forrest replied.

“Really, thank you so much," Rowena said.

After she left, Forrest wheeled Camila into her ward.

He did not say anything. What she needed right now was rest, not interrogation.

"I'm not going to leave. If you need anything or if you feel pain anywhere, just call me," Forrest said in a Low voice.

Camila managed a weak nod before closing her eyes.

She woke up two hours later.

“I'm thirsty," she said in a raspy voice.

Forrest poured a glass of water for her and helped her drink it.

She downed half a glass of water to ease the dryness in her throat. Once she drank some water, the bitterness in her mouth went away.

Her whole body was still in pain, however.

“What happened? Who did that to you?" Forrest finally asked.

“Was it Debora?" he guessed.

Camila shook her head.

She would have thought so if her mother had not told her that Aldrin had hit someone while driving her car.