For some reason, his eyes had also turned red.

A sinking feeling emerged in Camila's stomach.

“Wi-what are you trying to say?" she asked while staring intently at Forrest as if looking for answers on his face.

"She won't come back anymore..." he replied in a hoarse voice.

“What the hell are you talking about?!" Camila bellowed, not wanting to believe what he was saying.

Forrest lowered his head in guilt.

"I'm not lying. I also hope it's not true, but... it is."

All of a sudden, the door of one of the bedrooms swung open.

Camila instinctively turned in the direction of the noise, and her eyes widened in shock upon seeing Aldrin make a beeline toward them.

"Aldrin? You... you didn't go out?"

“If I had gone out, how could I hear what Forrest just said?" Aldrin spat while staring daggers at Forrest. Before the latter could open his mouth to speak, the former rushed over, grabbed Forrest by the collar, and hit him square in the face.

The sound of Aldrin's fist hitting Forrest's face echoed across the living room.

Moreover, there was a faint smell of blood coming from the corners of Forrest's mouth.

As if that was not enough, Aldrin tackled him to the floor, pinned him, and threw two more punches at Forrest.

Upon realizing what was happening, Camila tried pulling Aldrin away.

“Aldrin, stop! Calm down!"

“How can I calm down?! This was all his fault. He's married, but he still kept pestering Laura. That's why she got killed. It was all his fault! It's all because of him..."

At this moment, anger seemed to have gotten the best of Aldrin, and all he could think about was killing Forrest.

"Go away!" Aldrin shook off Camila's hand, causing her to fall into the sofa and pulling the wound on her stomach. The intense pain made her wince and groan.

However, Aldrin did not seem to notice she was in pain. He continued beating Forrest, who did not even try to resist nor block his punches.