“Why else would I do that?"

The confirmation left Forrest speechless for a while.

He threw Camila a glance.

Did she really see no other option except to run away?

If so, then she might as well tell Isaac the truth.

As soon as the thought occurred to him, Forrest immediately shook it out of his head.

Revealing such information to Isaac would only make him despise her and torment her even more.

The thought of this made Forrest anxious about Camila's future. Suddenly, his phone rang

He answered the call. It was his family asking him to go home.

After ending the call, Forrest turned to Isaac. "Do you need me to arrange a nurse to take care of her?"

"No." Isaac planned to stay and take care of her personally.

Forrest thought for a moment, then replied, “ALL right. I've got to go now.

In response, Isaac made a low grunting sound Forrest left the room and carefully shut the door behind him.

Once outside, he let out a sigh. Based on what happened today, it was clear that Isaac had feelings for Camila.

He understood now why he did not want to divorce her. However, that did not change the fact that Camila was carrying another man's child, though.

Forrest was certain Isaac would never accept the baby because it was not his.

He sighed again. The only thing he could do for Camila now was to pray for her.

Time went by in a flash.

It was getting dark outside.

The entire hospital still had its Lights on.

Camila no longer needed intravenous infusions.

However, she had yet to regain consciousness.

Isaac slouched on the sofa by the window. He leaned back, and the lapels of his suit jacket spread.

His face was hidden from view, and nobody could tell what he was thinking.

Camila awoke at around twelve o'clock at midnight.