After giving it some consideration, Jaylen realized that her words made sense. Isaac was definitely just putting on a show earlier.

“Did I make things more difficult for you?" Jayden blurted, his eyes wide with realization.

Camila waved her hand dismissively. "It makes no difference. I want him to get mad at me so that he'll finally let me go."

Jaylen thought of the money he Lost because of Isaac. "I mentioned this before, but I'll propose it to you again. Do you want to act with me to annoy him? You can also reach your goal this way. It's a good plan. Don't you think so?"

Camila pondered over it in silence.

She really needed Isaac to divorce her as soon as possible.

She missed her son terribly.

“Fine.”

She had hardly finished when the door of the ward was shoved open.

Camila whirled her head in the direction of the door. Was it Isaac? Did he hear what Jaylen said just now?

When she saw Glenda walk through the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Jaylen witnessed how Camila's face changed from one of astonishment and panic to one of relief.

Was she that afraid of Isaac?

It made sense if she was.

He, too, was no match for Isaac. He could only fathom how much pain Camila had been through because of that man.

It was entirely natural for her to be terrified of him.

That was what Jaylen thought, anyway.

Glenda gave Jaylen a stern glance before placing the bag of food on the table. "Mrs. Johnston, you need to rest."

Camila smiled upon noticing Glenda‘s vigilance against Jaylen.

“I know." Her protectiveness was touching.

Glenda was one of the few people who treated her well, and because the older woman did not like Jaylen there, Camila decided to drive him away.

"I'm going to eat lunch, Jaylen. You should go now. We don't have enough food for you."

Jaylen's lips twitched. Why did he feel like everyone was driving him away today?

Isaac's subordinates were really all the same kind of person.

Even the servant was behaving like Willie.