"Mila." Laura gazed at her and said, "I don't want to give up my job because I'm afraid that if he betrays me, I'll lose everything. I don't believe in marriage. I'm afraid.”

She paused briefly before continuing, “You know what? My father recently remarried and his new wife has a son. My mother passed away less than a year ago and my parents were deeply in love. I understand that my father can't live alone forever but I can't accept how he's treating me. Since he remarried, he doesn't even care about me, his own daughter..."

The thought of returning home to find her belongings thrown away and her room occupied by her stepmother's son filled Laura with shock and anger.

Her father had told her, "You're a girl and you'll get married someday. Besides, you don't come back home often, so I let your brother live in your room."

Laura was angry. The boy was not her brother at all. How could her father take care of someone else's child?

Camila tried to console Laura by holding her in her arms but she was lost for words.

She could empathize with Laura's situation, having experienced similar struggles herself when her father was with Trudy

“Forrest...” Laura bitterly spoke about Forrest's infidelity. "He's been fooling around with the daughter of the Yework Group, his mother's chosen daughter-in-law. And to top it off, she's pregnant with his child, so they'll probably get married soon."

Camila frowned and questioned, “Could it be possible that her mother had something to do with it

“Is it important?" asked Laura.

“Of course. If Forrest's mother used tricks to get him to have sex with that girl, it might show that he is unwilling to do it and does not want to betray you.”

Laura, on the other hand, took a deep breath and said, “It doesn't matter anymore. Even though he hadn't intended to do it, that woman was carrying his kid. Can he abandon it?"

Camila became silent.

Yes. The woman was now pregnant. Moreover, she was the woman Forrest's mother preferred. His mother would undoubtedly do everything to make him marry the woman.

“But you..."

For a moment, Laura stared at nothingness and kept silent before finally saying, "We may not be destined for each other. Fate played with us. He and I will never be together again."

Hearing this, Camila couldn't help but sigh.

“Mila, come drink with me. I have to show that I'm still the tough Laura. I am not going to cry for him and be miserable." While speaking, she harshly wiped away her tears.

“Yes! Let's drink until we get drunk."

Camila rose up and opened the door. When she saw Jaylen outside, she told him what she needed.

Jaylen quickly requested that her order be brought to her.

“Are you going to drown your sorrows in wine?" he asked.

“You are free to go. Laura and I will leave later. You don't have to stay here all night long."

Nonetheless, Jaylen was concerned about them. He replied, "What do you think will happen to you and your friend if you get drunk and a lecher approaches you both? I'll stay here, so you can rest assured even if you get drunk."

Camila leaned against the door, staring at Jaylen. "Why do I think you are Like a lecher?"