Thus, he made the extra effort to cleanse his tainted attire!

An hour had passed when he finally reached Camila's place, a dwelling he had personally set up for her.

Joe had been lulled to sleep after taking medication.

At the table, Camila relished her soup.

A comforting dish, lovingly prepared by Glenda.

Seeing the toll recent events had taken on Camila, Glenda was moved to compassion.

Now Joe was getting better.

Everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and Camila could focus on her own recovery.

Rowena, perched on the sofa, was busy folding Joe's clothes.

Out of the blue, the doorbell chimed. Rowena, puzzled, asked, “Who could that be?"

Visitors were a rarity since their move.

Camila was staying at home.

So who could it be?

The sudden doorbell had to be Isaac. She thought he must have dealt with Wynter.

“Mom, please answer the door."

Rowena obliged and walked over.

Upon seeing Isaac, her expression turned sour instantly. She barked, “Why on earth are you here today?"

Rowena had always thought highly of Isaac.

He had always been a good boy.

But after Wynter's audacious move and Joe falling ill, they had been evicted.