Debora trembled, enraged. She wanted so badly to rip Camila's Lovely face to shreds.

She wanted to beat her up again.

As if she had read her mind, Camila said, “There are surveillance cameras here. If you hurt me, I'll send the video of it right away to Isaac."

Debora shrieked, feeling like she was about to lose her mind.

Camila leaned against the door and studied her.

She felt a perverse sense of satisfaction in witnessing Debora's deep affection for and dedication to Isaac, in contrast to Isaac's cold rejection of her.

She brought a hand to her belly. She was thrilled that the person who caused her other child's demise was suffering right now.

After a while, Camila locked the door behind her, sat down on the bed, and studied the glass of water on the nightstand.

Since then, she never ate or drank anything provided by the hospital again. She only ate what Glenda brought.

If Isaac had not drunk the water, she would have been the one who was drugged.

That could have been disastrous for her. Camila grabbed her phone and called Forrest to inform him about Isaac's condition. "Find a woman for him if he needs one, or get some medicine for him to take."

She was sure Debora used a very strong drug, considering that it was intended for her to drink.

Additionally, Isaac looked really uncomfortable after he drank it. For a while, Forrest was too shocked to say anything.

Then, he replied, "ALL right."

After ending the call, Camila found herself unable to sleep.

She tossed and turned in the bed, hoping to find a comfortable position, but to no avail.

Forrest worked fast. It did not take him long to find a suitable partner for Isaac.

“I heard from Mila that you consumed some aphrodisiac. Don't bottle up your desire if you don't want to suffer later. Mila also asked me to find a woman to aid you. She's clean and.."

A bright red flush spread across Isaac's face as he sat on the sofa. His thick locks were covering his profound eyes, and he had his shirt open all the way, exposing his muscular chest and slender collarbone. His voice was raspy as he asked, "What did you say? Camila asked you to do that?"

Forrest replied, "Yes. It was her who told me that you'd been drugged. She must be worried that you'd endure the effects of the drug and damage your health.”

Isaac cursed angrily.

He clenched his fists so tight that his knuckles turned white. He doubted that Camila was worried about him. If she really cared about him, she would not ask Forrest to find another woman to help him ease the effects of the drug.

“Damn it!" If she was really concerned about his health, she should have helped him herself.

ALL she did was piss him off even more.

It was getting difficult to breathe. Isaac felt like there was a fire in his chest. If this went on, he was going to explode with all the pent-up desire inside him that he could not express.