After three days without food and water, she looked emaciated and feeble, Like she might pass out at any moment.

However, in spite of her frail and deathly appearance, her eyes were alive and shining with hatred.

She exuded the resolve of a woman who refused to admit defeat.

Instead of being offended by her behaviour, Isaac found himself admiring her. He leaned his face closer to hers. In a deep, seductive voice, he asked, “Oh? Do you have what it takes to kill me?"

It dawned on Camila all at once that she was defenceless and powerless. Perhaps that was why he mocked her so casually.

Camila felt humiliation and rage rising in her heart.

In a frenzy of rage, she jumped up on tiptoe and bit his neck.

Isaac's face contorted in pain.

However, he did not push Camila away.

She was clinging to him now.

Her tender form quickly triggered his arousal, making him feel like a pervert.

He could not believe himself. Why was he getting excited when it was clear that Camila was ill?

Isaac did what he could to stifle his Lust.

On the surface, he appeared composed and unconcerned.

Deep down, however, he felt a Little horny.

Soon, Camila's hold on him slackened.

After biting him so hard, Isaac figured she had no more strength to continue her assault.

When her hands slipped from his collar, he instantly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. "Camila!"

There was a hint of panic in his voice.

Camila did not respond.

She had fainted.

Isaac immediately swept her up in his arms and strode off to tell the driver to get the car ready.

“Let's use my car. I'll start it now," Forrest said.

He then sprinted outside and hopped into his car.

Glenda followed him and opened the door for Isaac and Camila.