Now, Isaac would start questioning Debora's integrity.

That was what Camila wanted.

Debora loved Isaac.

If she could drive a rift between them, she could exact revenge on her child's murderers.

“Get out of here!" Isaac snarled.

Debora's eyes widened. "Isaac.

“I thought I told you before not to call my name!" His pupils convulsed with rage that he could not contain.

Debora clamped her mouth shut. She had no choice but to leave the ward.

After she left, Camila was about to withdraw her hands, but Isaac grasped them. He then asked, "Are you happy now?”

Camila did not bother denying it. "Yes, it brings me joy to see you having issues with her."

Truthfully, she did not understand the nature of Isaac and Debora's relationship.

She could try to figure it out, but she chose not to.

ALL she knew was that Debora cared about Isaac.

Therefore, if she stayed with Isaac, it would infuriate Debora.

For now, that was enough for her.

Isaac must have been pleased with her honesty, because he suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed her down onto the bed. Camila's eyes widened.

She stuttered, "What... What are you doing? We're in the hospital!

Aren't you afraid that someone might see us?"

Isaac smirked.

“Are you saying that we can do it when we're not in the hospital?"

"No!" Camila denied right away.

It was impossible for her to be intimate with him.

She did not want to have sexual relations with him at any time or in any place.

She only said those words to provoke Debora.

Isaac gazed at her, trying to stifle the raging desire that was consuming him.