Even after shouting for what felt Like an eternity, nobody responded to

Camila. Her throat was dry from shouting, and she had used up the Last of her strength.

Being strapped down, she couldn't even move a muscle, like a fish on the chopping block.

Who was behind this? Who would kidnap her on her wedding day?

A sense of dread started to eat at her.

She wondered who would dare to capture her.

Ryder? Or...

She didn't think it was Isaac.

After all, she was supposed to get married.

Isaac probably didn't give a damn.

That man was so arrogant. It would be beneath him to pester a woman who was about to get married, right?

He wouldn't do that, would he?

In her eyes, her biggest suspect was Ryder.

While there was no enmity between her and Ryder, the latter did say that he would take revenge on Isaac for hurting Debora, using her as the hostage.

Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly.

She had already divorced Isaac.

And her ex-husband already had a new girlfriend.

If Ryder wanted to take revenge on Isaac, he should've captured Fidelia, not her.

So why did he kidnap her?

Her eyes darted around the room warily. Her surroundings were totally unfamiliar.

The curtains were drawn, obscuring the view from the window. However, sunlight streamed in from the gap in the curtains and Landed right on Camila's face, blinding her. As if her thirstiness and hunger wasn't enough torture already.

At a loss, she closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep. Maybe she could forget about her thirst in her sleep. Unfortunately, it took ages for her to fall asleep.

Time passed. Muddleheaded, she vaguely smelled the aroma of freshly-baked goods. She slowly peeled her eyes open and saw a spread of delicate pastries on the table. Her mouth watered immediately.

She opened her mouth, which felt as dry as the dessert. She wanted to water more than anything.

But she was also very hungry.