“I know this place with amazing fried pork and many kinds of delicious drinks and snacks. It's near the hospital. Let's go!"

"Do you have a sweet tooth?" Camila asked.

“There's a saying that craving sour means a boy, and spicy means a girl. I'm into sweet stuff. What do you think that means for me?"

Camila was taken aback.

Annis just laughed.

She was only joking.

ALL she wanted was a healthy, adorable baby.

“Would you let your son marry my daughter if I had one?"

Camila, looking at her, asked, "But wouldn't you be his aunt?"

Annis replied, "They wouldn't be blood relatives."

Camila remarked, "I'd like my child to have an aunt."

Her thoughts were on Isaac.

He lacked family connections.

Annis was a good person, and having her as a family member seemed beneficial.

"Alright, I'll be their aunt then. I hope to have a daughter who gets pampered by her brothers. Why not have more sons so that even more people can cherish my daughter?"

Camila was at a loss for words.

"You can have more sons," She replied, “Don't I want a daughter too?"

“You can have a daughter if you wish." Annis held her arm gently and said, "You're still quite young."

Camila pressed her lips together. She couldn't bear children due to her health issues. She also wanted to excel in her job and not disappoint the director. Besides, she was still troubled by something in her past, so she quickly changed the subject. “Where's this restaurant you mentioned? Aren't we there yet?"

Annis pointed across the street, "It's just over there..."