She pondered the idea that in a partnership, shouldn't they support each other, especially when there was someone capable of caring for their children?

Suddenly, she heard, “You should be at home..."

Camila was taken aback and raised her head. Why was even Rowena suggesting this now?

Rowena reassured her, patting her hand, and said, “Don't get anxious. Let me finish what I'm saying."

"Isaac isn't running a small business. He needs a devoted wife to support his work and care for his family. I know he's doing his best for them. He once mentioned taking Joe to Clouland. He said he'd bought a house there, with servants ready. It would be safe and convenient for his work. But then, he stopped talking about moving to Clouland, maybe because of you."

Camila was surprised. She hadn't heard anything about this from Isaac.

Today, they had an argument. It was the first time she realized he had plans for Clouland. She bowed her head and murmured, "So..."

"Mila, the more successful and powerful he becomes, the more you must hold onto your identity," Rowena advised. She encouraged Camila to continue working. Rowena was willing to look after the children.

Camila looked up at her mother. "He loves and cares for you now, but you've had two kids. There are plenty of younger women around. I don't want you to end up like I did, with no options left." Rowena had faced betrayal. She hoped for a better life for her daughter and feared a repeat of her own past.

She gently patted Camila's shoulder. "I'll speak with him."

"What will you say?" Camila's anxiety grew. She didn't want her mother meddling in her relationship with Isaac. She hoped to avoid further complications.

“Don't worry. I know what to do. Eat something. If you fall ill, you'll really be stuck at home," Rowena said reassuringly.

Camila pressed her Lips together and said, "Mom, thank you."

“There's no need for thanks. I'm your mother. I'm always here to think on your behalf," Rowena replied with a sigh. "If your husband were an ordinary man, maybe I wouldn't worry so much. But he's not. I think a lot about your happiness. I don't want what happened to me to happen to you."

“Mom." Camila didn't want her to dwell on her past pains.

With a faint smile, Rowena said, “I'm just expressing my thoughts."

Camila wasn't in the mood to eat, so she gently urged Rowena to leave. “Mom, you can go back now."

“Alright, I'll head home. But make sure you eat something. There's soup," Rowena insisted.

"I'll eat," Camila assured her.

Rowena reminded her to come home early in the evening and then departed. She was concerned that Glenda might struggle with the two children alone.