Glenda nodded.

“I see. Anyway, once the water boils, you can put in the dumplings. I'LL just get the Laundry.”

"Okay," Camila said.

Soon, the water began to boil.

Camila quickly tossed the dumplings in it.

At one point, the bubbling came to a halt.

Then, it immediately came to a boil again

Camila had just gotten a bowl of ice water, ready to mix it in, when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist.

She turned around and came face-to-face with Isaac.

In an instant, her pupils dilated widely in disbelief.

Camila gaped at Isaac.

When did he come back?

Why did she not hear it when he did?

What time was it now?

Why was he home so early?

Camila stuttered, “Why are you back so early?"

Isaac almost let out an amused chuckle. Was she feigning ignorance now? She was pretending to be unaware of his schedule, even though she had gone to the company to inquire about it.

He lowered his head and placed his chin on her shoulder. "I finished work early."

Camila detected a Little scent of body wash on him.

Had he taken a shower already?

Camila rolled her eyes. He came at the perfect time. Did he know she was making dumplings? Was that why he returned home early?

Burying his face in her neck, Isaac whispered, “Aren't you waiting for me?"

Camila's face twisted in bewilderment.

If that was really the case, then she must be an idiot.

Why would she wait for the man who almost starved her to death?