In the next instant, Isaac leaned down and tenderly kissed her lips.

Camila's eyes grew wide with surprise.

She hadn't seen that coming.

“Hmm...‘" Pushing him away gently, she said, “Don't be upset. I made a mistake."

Isaac gazed at her, noticing she looked thinner than she had just two days ago. He replied, "The blame isn't yours. It's mine."

His thick black eyelashes drooped, his deep eyes shimmering. "I fail as your husband. I always end up saddening my wife."

"No." Camila placed her hand over his mouth.

Her bright eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "I've always thought you needed love, being orphaned so young. I've wanted to shower you with love and provide a warm family... But I keep causing problems, getting others involved, even failing in my role as your wife. At times, I doubt myself. Maybe I was wrong. I shouldn't have..."

"Mila."

Isaac enveloped her in a tight hug, feeling a pang in his heart.

“I'm sorry, so sorry." He whispered close to her ear, his voice rough with emotion. "I'm the one at fault, Mila. I'm sorry..."

He kissed her ear gently, his low voice filled with a seductive tone, "I want to Love you deeply too and do all I can to protect you. When I heard you were in danger again, I nearly lost my mind. For the first time, I felt utterly useless. Unable to protect the one I love. I felt like a failure! Thinking of all you've endured, I realize my mistakes. I've been wanting to apologize to you, you know? I won't be angry with you anymore." He rested his forehead against hers, his voice soft. “Can you forgive me this time?"

Camila nodded vigorously and said, “I made a mistake too. Can you overlook it?"

“Absolutely, you silly girl." Right after he said that, he gently kissed her on the lips.

Their kiss was filled with passion.

The atmosphere was thick with romance and excitement.

Next, they moved towards the bed.

Camila hesitated, murmuring, "I haven't showered yet..."

"That's okay."

"I'm just..."