"No, I didn't," Camila denied. After a short pause, she added in a low voice, "Yes, I don't want you to leave."

Isaac wanted her to be always by his side. "Okay, then I won't leave now," he answered without hesitation.

His answer baffled Camila. Had she misunderstood him?

After all, he really liked Joe.

Camila felt conflicted.

“What are you thinking about? Huh?" Isaac reached out his hand and tried to touch Camila, but she evaded his attempt out of instinct. While she didn't mean to do that, she was unconsciously avoiding any intimate activity with him because in her heart, she was suspecting that he had sex with Fidelia.

As a result, Isaac's hand froze in midair and touched nothing. Flustered, Camila hurriedly came up with an excuse. "Joe's right here." Isaac Looked down at his son, who was sleeping peacefully. He didn't look like he was about to wake up anytime soon.

This made him frown a Little. He noticed that something was wrong with Camila today, but he didn't show it in his face. Instead, he calmly withdrew her hand and pinched her nose halfway. "I won't be angry with you."

Pretending to be in pain, Camila glared at him and cried, "You're bullying me!"

Isaac glanced at the time. "You can sleep for a while. I'll go to the Living room and drink some water."

Camila nodded.

Isaac shot her a glance before standing up and walking out of the bedroom.

Then, he sat on the sofa and picked up his phone from the table. After dialing a number, his call was quickly connected.

“Mr. Johnston." Whoever was on the other Line sounded like he had just woken up.

“Come here. Now,” Isaac ordered.

“Okay, I'll be right there."

After that, Isaac quickly hung up the phone.

Then, he leaned his back against the sofa and rubbed his temple.

He was starting to grow weary.

After a while, the driver arrived.

“Mr. Johnston," he greeted.

Isaac slowly Looked up and asked, “Where did Camila go yesterday?"

As soon as he heard the question, the driver sank his head in embarrassment.

“Mrs. Johnston asked me not to tell you."

Isaac raised an eyebrow. "What?" From his tone alone, it was obvious that he was dissatisfied with his driver's attitude.