Camila's response painted a smile on Isaac's face. “That's right. We shouldn't care about what they say because it's their mouths that spout nonsense, not ours." He handed her his cup of coffee. "Here, take a sip and soothe yourself."

Camila thought she was over it, but when Isaac brought the topic up again, her annoyance resurfaced.

“Talking about this upsets me. Why don't you attend your meeting first?"

“Alright, understood." Isaac stood up after planting a kiss on Camila's cheek. "I'll be going then. I'll stop bothering you."

Before he could fully retreat from the room, Camila pulled his sleeve, making him look back at her. “Make it quick. Let's go home early.”