Rowena had the right to know he was sick.

She took out her phone and was about to call Rowena when her phone vibrated.

Rowena sent her a video and two messages.

Camila opened the video with a smile. Joe wore blue baby clothes. His black hair was slick and his eyes, as always, were all over the place. He looked so cute that Camila almost squealed.

The messages read, "Joe is one month old. He has gained some weight, and is almost 3.5 kg. Can you see it?"

“Oh, look at the little cute guy. Do you think he looks Like you?" Rowena knew that Camila had escaped from Jaylen, but was now caught in Isaac's web.

So, she knew that Camila couldn't come to see both her and the baby. Camila reassured Rowena that she was fine and pleaded with her to take good care of Joe.

Rowena gave her all the reassurance she needed. That way Camila wouldn't worry about her baby.

Camila watched the video again and typed with a smile, "Of course my baby Looks like me! Who else would he look like?" She hesitated for a while and finally made her decision.

“I heard that my father is sick. And from the look of things, it's very serious.”

After a long while, Rowena finally replied, "It will be better if he just died." Camila stared at the screen, not really surprised.

However, she had to wonder if Rowena said this out of anger, or if she really meant it.

“Mrs. Johnston, have some fruits please." Glenda came to her with a plate of fruits. She put down her phone and picked up a piece of cantaloupe.

In the hospital.

Marvin Lay on the bed with sunken eyes and a sallow face. He had gotten seriously thin in just a short amount of time.

His attending doctor brought many experts to evaluate his condition, but even after all the examinations they did, they all had the same diagnosis-- there was no need operating. He would live longer if they didn't operate.

Doing surgery was a Lot of risk taking, and it would also have a lot of negative side effects.

The best solution was to keep him comfortable and try to keep him alive a little longer.

In the afternoon, the surgeon Camila had visited was introduced to Marvin.

“This is an expert in this field. He personally came to see you."

Marvin knew that he was seriously ill, but he wasn't ready to die. Not yet. He Looked at the expert gratefully and said, “Thank you, doctor. Do you think I still have some hope?"

Yes, he still had hope. That was all he could hang onto at the moment.

The expert replied, “If you cooperate with the doctors, we will try our best to save you, and I think you will recover."

The doctor preferred to give the patient hope first. Whether or not the patient's condition was good.

Marvin's eyes Lit up. "Really?"