Isaac nodded and turned his attention to the baby.

Rowena mentioned, “He's just been fed and is now asleep."

As she was about to wash the used clothes and diapers she'd placed in a basin, she paused and said, "We received several deliveries a few days ago."

She added apologetically, "I hope we didn't inconvenience you. There were so many things."

"It's alright." Isaac brushed it off as he kissed his baby's face, the soft, tender skin bringing a smile to his face.

“Mila has given me two children. I should treat her well," he stated calmly.

However, his words seemed to carry a hint of melancholy.

Rowena didn't pick up on it, believing that Isaac would indeed be kind to Camila.

After all, for their children's sake, he would definitely treat her well.

"Why hasn't Mila returned home yet?"

Isaac's question seemed casual, almost nonchalant.

Rowena explained, “She went to the hospital to get her bandages removed."

Isaac remained silent but felt a tinge of irony in his heart.

Hospital, really?

Or was it a date?

They had been dining together at that cozy restaurant. Even from a distance, he could see them engaged in a lively conversation, their laughter echoing in the night air. Camila seemed genuinely happy.

"She's been out quite a while. She should be back by now," Rowena added.

Isaac tried to keep his mind from wandering, but Rowena's words stabbed like a cold needle.

How long exactly had it been?

She claimed to miss him.