“You're talented. You shouldn't be a doctor but a celebrity," Isaac added.

He was really surprised that she could paint so well.

Camila finally realized what he was talking about.

She pursed her Lips as she recalled how Marvin had planned to marry her off to Isaac.

She wanted to say she was forced to learn a lot of things in order to please Isaac.

"You Like them?" Camila asked.

"Very much," Isaac answered without hesitation.

As expected, men knew other men well.

As aman himself, Marvin knew what other men Liked.

It was him who forced Camila to learn a lot of skills to make Isaac fall in love with her.

Then, he used her for the benefit of the Haynes family.

Suddenly, there was an emptiness in Camila's heart.

Her father had really gone to extraordinary Lengths to take advantage of her.

“Tell me, is there anything else about you that I don't know?" Isaac reached out and tucked some of her hair behind her ear.

Camila turned her head away, although she had no idea if it was out of discomfort or shyness.

“Draw me a portrait too," Isaac said as he took his hand back.

Camila did not respond.

“What? You don't want to?" Isaac raised a brow at her.

Camila, who had experienced Isaac's violence firsthand, reluctantly said, "Fine."

Anyway, her leg was still injured. She still had time.

The two turned their heads when they heard a knock.

Isaac got to his feet and opened the door. Standing outside was an intra-city express courier.

“Excuse me, is Miss Haynes here?"

Isaac fixed the courier with a cold glance and glanced at the large bouquet of roses in his arms.

Who was that for?