With that, she coaxed Isaac out of the bedroom.

As they ambled along, she mentioned, "You haven't seen Joe in some time, you must miss him, right? He's upbeat now, but his skin rash hasn't completely disappeared. Avoid picking him up, and don't accidentally touch the rash. Once it's gone, you can hold him all you want..."

Camila continued her ceaseless chatter.

Isaac listened attentively and silently.

Upon reaching the living room, they found Rowena present.

She seized the chance to address Isaac, "Should such a situation arise again in the future, please alert me beforehand to avoid any misconceptions."

Isaac responded, “Sure, Mom. I appreciate your care for Joe and Mila."

Upon hearing this, Rowena was filled with joy, her previous grievances melting away. She smiled and said, "You two should hurry and eat. The breakfast will get cold soon."

She then returned to look after Joe.

Joe was in his room.

Camila, who had lost her appetite, didn't feel like eating even as she glanced at the meticulously prepared meal set by Glenda.

Isaac placed a glass of milk before her and instructed, "Mila, finish your food."

Camila idly poked at the dumplings on her plate with her chopsticks and declared, "I don't feel hungry."

She then rose from her seat.

Isaac held her back, pulling her into a tender hug, allowing her to sit on his lap.

Camila scrunched her eyebrows.

“What are you up to? If my mom sees us like this, it'll be awkward."

Isaac understood her apprehension, which was why he chose to be so bold. He picked a dumpling and held it to her lips, bargaining, “Eat this, and I'll release you."

Camila sulked and shot him a stern look.

"Go ahead." Isaac extended it towards her again.