His face changed instantly.

“Get her in the vehicle. We're heading to the hospital."

With a nod of approval from Ramsey's grandfather, the man promptly moved to seat Camila in the car.

“Ramsey, I'll leave the rest to you."

“Alright, grandpa, you can count on me."

Subsequently, Ramsey occupied the driver's seat and sped off.

While on the way to the hospital, he made a call to Isaac.

“She's out. We're on the way to the hospital now."

Upon receiving the call, Isaac stepped out, inquiring, “Which hospital are you heading to?"

"I've checked the GPS, and Wellbridge Hospital seems closest. We're heading there."

“How is she doing? Can she speak to me?"

Isaac did his utmost to maintain his composure.

Yet, he had an uneasy feeling.

Something must have happened to Camila.

Otherwise, Ramsey wouldn't have needed to rush her to the hospital after rescuing her.

Casting a glance at Camila through the rearview mirror, Ramsey noticed her seemingly unconscious state.

“Well... She is about to give birth."

He refrained from mentioning that Camila had lost consciousness. Isaac's heart skipped a beat, and a sharp pang of pain shot through his chest.

Camila was going into labor.

And he was not by her side.

She had been alone when Joe was born.

Once again, she was alone.

However, he couldn't afford to reveal his emotional turmoil to an outsider. He curtly responded in a hushed tone, “Understood.”

He ended the call and headed straight for the hospital.

Upon his arrival, she had already been rushed into the surgery room. Her condition was critical, and an emergency C-section might be necessary. Even then, the chances of preserving the baby were slim. This was due to the fact that she wasn't at the end of her pregnancy. In addition, she was injured.