Camila bit her Lower Lip.

Had she just fallen into his trap?

She immediately sank her head and hid her face from him. Now, she felt even more embarrassed than before!

Isaac pinched her chin and forced her to look up.

“Don't ever mention the word divorce to me again. Isn't it better for both of us to just stay like this?"

As Camila stared into Isaac's eyes, she clearly knew that this man was manipulating her emotions and taking advantage of the fact that she liked him. Slowly, her eyes started to water with tears. "I..."

Her voice cracked as soon as she spoke.

“If you're still mad at me about the miscarriage and your leg injury then beat me and scold me until you're satisfied. Or you can ask anything from me and I will do it. Just don't bring up divorce ever again." Isaac's gaze at Camila grew more intense the more he spoke.

Camila looked away and sniffled.

“I do hate you. But..." But she couldn't help falling in love with him.

However, instead of saying that, she bit her Lower lip and asked, "You don't care that I've had sex with another man before?"

Isaac shook his head. "I don't care."

He knew the truth clearly in his heart.

Camila was a pure woman.

The first time she gave herself to him, she was pure!

After some hesitation, Camila added, "What if I give birth to that man's child, would you care?"

If he could accept this, then everything would be fine. However, if he couldn't, then their relationship was doomed to begin with.

She didn't want to be with him if it would only end in hurt and misery for the both of them.

Isaac didn't fully understand what she had meant. He thought she was referring to her lost child.

So, when he thought of that, his face turned gloomy.

“If your child is still alive, then I'll treat it like my own and love it as much as I can.

“Are you sure you can do it?" she asked again.

"I never lie," Isaac answered decisively.

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Before she could finish her words, a loud bang cut her off.