He was compelled to do so!

His hand quivered as he signed, but he managed to complete it.

He had never... Never been confronted with such a difficult decision.

He staggered, nearly losing his footing. He was barely standing upright, bracing himself against the wall with one hand. His heart was weighed down with despair

But soon he composed himself. It was now Camila who was truly going through a difficult time.

At the back door of the hospital, a nurse passed a newborn baby to a man. She looked around and, ensuring that no one else was present, said, "You have to be cautious, or this premature baby won't survive."

The man, his face masked and donning a black knit cap that concealed his eyebrows, cradled the infant and said to the nurse, “Inform your boss that I've transferred the money."

The nurse nodded and turned around to go in to the hospital.

The man, holding the infant, left too.

All this transpired without anyone noticing.

Camila was moved to the in-patient ward.

Ramsey hadn't left yet.

He stood in the room and offered, “If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to reach out to me."

“Thank you. But I would rather not talk now." In essence, Isaac was suggesting that he leave.

Then, politely, Ramsey took his leave.

Isaac positioned himself at the bedside.

He Looked at the woman lying on the bed.

She appeared haggard, with dark circles under her eyes, and a crack in her pale lips.

Isaac wetted her Lips with a cotton swab that was dipped in water.

He then tenderly cleaned her face, hands, and neck with warm water.

It was not until noon of the following day that Camila stirred from her slumber.

She Lifted her eyelids weakly.

Her vision was hazy.

Gradually, she saw the man before her clearly.

Isaac tried to keep calm and smiled.