It would never change.

However, the idea of working alongside Debora disgusted her.

She would rather die than do so.

That was how much she hated Debora.

“I know you hate me, but your hatred won't bring your dead children back to life. So, you might as well use me to achieve your dream," Debora persuaded.

In most cases, when one of the unborn twins passed away, it was extremely difficult for the other to survive. That was why her first assumption upon Learning that Camila had miscarried was that she had lost both of her children.

"Debora, I'm not like you who can stop at nothing just to get what you want," Camila spat.

With that, she walked past the other woman.

Debora, clearly annoyed, bit her lower Lip.

She did not want to give up on Isaac, not after God allowed her to fool him into thinking she was the woman he had spent a lovely night with. He should have married her instead.

She should have been a member of the Johnston clan by now.

Isaac was meant to be hers.

However, Camila ruined everything.

She snatched everything away that rightfully belonged to Debora.

“Quit pretending that you Like Isaac because I know you don't. At that time, you only acted intimate with him to piss me off. At the end of the day, it's still me who he loves."

Camila stopped in her tracks and turned an impatient gaze toward Debora.

As soon as her eyes landed on Debora, an idea sprung to her mind. Maybe she could use this woman to carry out her plan.

If Isaac reconciled with Debora, Camila would have a better chance of escaping successfully.

With that in mind, Camila started to think the details of her plan that would work.

“Do you Like him that much?" Camila asked even though she already knew the answer.

Debora sneered. "You did too, didn't you?"

Camila was taken aback when she heard that. She did have feelings for Isaac before.

It was gone now, though.

That man was not worthy of her love.

She had been dazzled by his fleeting display of compassion in the past, but she knew his true colour now.