He really could not rely on his subordinates, could he? They could not even do something so simple.

Clearing his throat, Isaac feigned calmness and said, "Yes, I asked Wynter to buy that.”

“Why? Are you too full?" Camila questioned.

Isaac threw her an impatient Look.

Why couldn't she just let it go?

Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea for how to divert her attention.

“I'LL tell you if you get in the car.”

Camila did not buy it.

She was not stupid. She would not be fooled again.

“Whatever. Here you go. I'm going home."

There was no way she would get into his car.

When she handed over the paper bag with the pills, Isaac grabbed her wrist. His voice was low and authoritative as he commanded, "Get in the car."

Camila glared at him.

He was so demanding.

As always, she had no choice but to obey him. She could not risk upsetting him right now.

She opened the door and got in the car, and then Isaac reclined the seat for her.

Slowly, Camila lay down.

"Oh, stars."

It turned out that Isaac had the panoramic sunroof open and could stargaze for real.

Staring at the sky, Camila asked, “Why did you finish everything even though you're already full? If people find out you've overindulged and are taking medication to aid digestion, they will laugh their heads off."

Isaac did not respond immediately.

He was silent for a while before responding, "I didn't want to let you down."

Camila's brows shot up.

Why would he let her down?

She would not get upset just because he could not finish the food she served him.