The woman parted her lips to say something more, but Isaac suddenly emerged at the pantry's entrance.

Instantaneously, she straightened up. "Mr. Johnston."

Isaac nodded in greeting, but his gaze was fixed squarely on Camila.

Camila did not know what Isaac was trying to convey by staring intently at her.

She immediately explained, "I'm not familiar with this place, so it took me a lot of time to find the pantry. Don't worry, though. Your coffee's made. I'll bring it to your office right away."

The woman winced.

It was actually because she kept chatting with Camila that she was delayed in taking the coffee to Isaac's office.

Isaac did not appreciate it when his employees chatted amongst themselves while on the job.

It was a mistake on her part to forget it.

Isaac sent a chilly glare in her direction before turning around and walking away.

The woman Let out a sigh of relief. She thought she would be punished or, worse, get fired.

This time, Luck was on her side. She quickly went back to her work desk after deciding it was no longer safe for her to engage in chatter.

In Isaac's office, Camila carefully placed the cup of coffee on the table.

Isaac stood not far away from her, regarding her from behind.

“You don't want others to know you're my wife?"

Camila spun around to face him.

Did he hear what she said earlier?

"I just don't want to cause you any trouble," Camila explained.

Isaac sat down and stared at her intently before asking, "What makes you think you'll cause trouble for me by admitting that you're my wife?"

Camila gazed at him silently for a few seconds.

“You told me not to tell anyone that I'm your wife when we married. I was just doing what you told me to do."

"I did set some rules between us, but you don't follow most of them anyway. Why start now?"

He saw Camila was working hard to distance herself from him in front of the woman. She was acting like he had a disease.

It irritated Isaac for some reason.

“I'm just doing what's right," Camila stated