Then he said, “Okay. I'll try to get something as fast as possible." Camila nodded and stood up.

“I have to head home now."

“But it's so Late. Why don't you just sleep here?" he asked.

"I haven't seen Joe for a whole day. I need to see him."

He couldn't insist after that. She did have a family after all.

Some time after, Camila got back home.

Glenda was alone in the living room.

Camila changed her shoes at the door and as she entered, said, "Glenda, I'm hungry." She hadn't had dinner yet.

Glenda quickly heated her food and put on the table.

After washing her hands, Camila went to the dining room to eat.

Her stomach growled when she smelled the delicious food.

She almost drooled.

She served herself and started eating.

Glenda rarely spoke out of turn, but for some reason, she felt Like she had to tonight.

Isaac had no appetite earlier and went to bed without eating.

So she looked at Camila who was savouring her food and said, "Mr. Johnston didn't have his dinner tonight."

Camila looked up at her after hearing this.

“Is he sick?"

Glenda said in a plaintiff voice, “How would I know? I'm just a servant. You're his wife, so you should know what's wrong with him.” Glenda hated that Camila was too busy to take care of Isaac

Camila kept chewing her food, but it didn't taste so delicious anymore. To be honest, she liked being busy. At least this way, she didn't have to spend time thinking of the woman that Isaac had feelings for.

She took a deep breath and said in a monotone voice, "I see."

“You are a couple, Mrs. Johnston. You should care about each other more," Glenda said, clearly not happy.

“You're right," Camila said solemnly.

After that, she went upstairs, took a bath before going back to her bedroom.

The Lights in the room were off, so it was a Little dark