But Isaac didn't bulge. He had lost his mind a moment ago, and now, he had become even stronger than he normally was.

Isaac wanted this woman so much that he was kissing her as if crazy. He wanted this woman to belong to no one but him.

Since there was no way for him to change her past, he would make sure that he was the only man for her for the rest of her life. He thought it was enough to be her last man, if not her first man.

He devoured her mouth affectionately.

His Lips were not gentle at all. It seemed as though he was venting his anger through the kiss. At the same time, he seemed to be claiming what was his.

Camila could taste the bitter taste of the pill he just took. And since he was so close, she could not help but take in his unique smell...

After a while, Camila got tired and gave in to him, letting him do whatever he wanted with her. But it didn't mean that she was responding his kiss. She only remained still.

Though, there was a moment her heart missed a beat.

Knowing that she wasn't responding to his kiss, Isaac pulled himself away from her.

He looked at her face, which was flushed red. Then, he set his gaze on her lips. They were red and swollen, like cherries that had just been rinsed by water.

Camila had a slender body. Compared to Isaac, she was like a kitten in front of a tiger. So, she could only submit to him. In fact, her submissive state was what made Isaac find her so charming.

Isaac wanted to protect her with all his might. Thinking about it, his hands subconsciously reached out to her face and caressed her warm cheeks.

Suddenly, something struck his mind, and he swallowed his saliva nervously. He had something to say to her.

But he didn't know how to explain it. Maybe she needed more time to accept him. After all, it wasn't that long that they had stayed together, so they didn't know each other very well.

With a smile, he said, "The dumplings today are delicious."

Camila's eyes were indifferent as she asked flatly, “Can you move away from me now?" She didn't sound happy or angry.

But Isaac didn't catch on to her mood and kept himself close to her. He grabbed her hand and put it on his face. He purred, “You can learn to be gentle toward me."

Both his action and words made her feel nothing, if not disgusted. Camila pressed her lips together tightly.

She didn't get her head around what he wanted. Did he really like her? The answer was obviously no.

If he did, he would not be so cruel to lock her up. Maybe he was so arrogant and domineering that he found it annoyed when she didn't submit to him?

But this time, Luckily for him, Camila was pregnant. The maternal instincts had already started growing inside her, and she told herself that she should put the baby in the first place. She would not be captivated by him.

She smiled and said, “If you Like gentle women, I think Debora is more suitable for you."

This was a lie. Debora was ruthless and wicked.

Isaac's face immediately darkened. Why did Camila mention that woman at this time?

“Are you jealous?" he asked nonchalantly. Why would she suddenly mention Debora if she was not jealous?