Trudy did not intend to let Camila go, though.

“You've resented your father for making you marry Isaac. But now that he's dying, you're here. Are you up to something?"

"Enough!" Marvin snapped

His shout fell on Trudy's deaf ear, though. With a snort, she warned Camila, “You're married and a member of the Johnston family. Don't even think about getting the property of the Haynes family. They're all Aldrin's."

“I'm not dead yet, but you're already thinking about the family property. Do you want me to die already?" Marvin scoffed.

If he died earlier than he should, it would be because of Trudy.

“What are you talking about? You're my backup,” Trudy reasoned out while patting him on the back.

In all honesty, she did not want Marvin to die yet. She had not persuaded him to make a will, after all.

Camila cast a glance at Trudy and sneered. It did not take a genius to know that Trudy had planned to have the property of the Haynes family for herself. Camila did not say anything, though. She just wheeled herself out of the ward and said to Glenda, "Let's go."

With that, Glenda pushed Camila's wheelchair.

At last, the cast on Camila's leg was removed. The doctor advised her that she try walking in a few days. However, she still could not do strenuous activities for the time being, such as running and rope skipping.

Next, she went to see the expert on Marvin's disease and talked about his condition.

As it turned out, Marvin's prognosis was grim, and he did not have much time left.

Camila's heart sank upon knowing the truth about her father's condition.

"We'll try our best to extend his Life as much as we can," the expert assured her.

“Thank you," she sincerely said.

Camila left the hospital in a daze. Her mind was a mess. And when the dinner came, she did not eat much. She just took a shower afterwards and Lay down to rest.

Isaac came back at almost midnight. He immediately took a shower and changed into gray silk pajamas. His tall frame made him look good in everything he wore. He Looked like a model even though he was just wearing pajamas.

He lay next to Camila, who woke up when he entered the bedroom. However, she did not move an inch and pretended to be asleep.

Isaac wrapped his arms around her waist and enveloped her in a tight embrace.

His chest was firm and warm on her back.

Meanwhile, Camila felt like her heart was going to jump out of her throat. However, she just hugged the pillow and kept her eyes shut.

At this moment, Isaac leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Are you awake?"

Camila said nothing.

Isaac's body emitted a subtle mint scent after taking a shower. As he came closer, Camila felt a rush of heat that tingled her ear. "You're not good at pretending, you know," he said in a gentle tone.