Isaac waved his hand dismissively.

He did not want to see her.

He had no reason to talk to her now.

The baby was gone.

He had instructed Wynter to punish the driver to pacify his anger.

He did it to avenge his dead child.

Before Wynter left the room, she said, "I'll be just outside, sir. Call me if you need anything."

She accidentally dropped the document in her hand, and Isaac inadvertently caught a glimpse of Camila's name.

Wynter bent over and picked up the paper. She was about to leave when Isaac said, "Give me the driver's information."

When Wynter handed the document to him again, he took it.

Isaac grabbed the document and read the words written on it. Sure enough, he found Camila's information on it.

“Are you sure this is the driver of the car?"

As far as he remembered, the person behind the wheel at that time was a man.

Wynter did not know why he suddenly got angry, but she still answered, “Yes, the car involved in the accident belongs to Miss Hayne:

“How can you be so sure that she was the one driving the car?" Glaring coldly at Wynter, Isaac climbed out of bed. "Was it Camila who you punished?"

Wynter lowered her head and did not respond.

“Answer me!" Isaac barked.

Wynter timidly replied, "Yes, sir."

Isaac felt Like the wind was knocked out of him.

Wynter hurriedly said, "I'm so sorry, sir!"

Ignoring her, Isaac hurried out the door.

Outside the ward stood Debora, who was waiting to be allowed inside. After the accident, she now had a perfectly reasonable excuse as to why she had a miscarriage.

And because it was an accident, she was sure Isaac would not blame her for it.

“Isaac." She reached out to grab his arm.

To her bewilderment, Isaac shook her off fiercely and yelled, "Get off me!"