Camila wasn't happy that she passed away, but she felt more pity for Issac.

Isaac appeared to have been the subject of a major jest by God.

Just when he thought he now had a family, he had to lose her so suddenly.

The tragedy happened so suddenly. He didn't see it coming at all.

It barely started before it was over.

He didn't even get the chance to prepare himself emotionally or in any way at all.

Camila inhaled several long and calming breaths before finally taking out the red velvet box and opening it. Inside the box was a ring. It would have passed for an ordinary jewelry if not for the huge yellow diamond that sat dazzling on it.

She knew next to nothing about diamonds, but even a fool could tell from its sheer radiance and size that it cost a fortune.

Unsure of what to do or feel, she closed the box, returned it to the carton and picked up the envelope.

She retrieved the letter from it.

She noticed that it was handwritten with a pen.

After unfolding the letter, she began to skim through, but her eyes caught on a Line of words.

As she squinted to read it properly, her facial expressions turned sour.

Her emotions were becoming increasingly complex to figure out.

The feeling of utter helplessness she had been experiencing became stifling.

Cathy had hoped that Camila could guard the secret without disclosing it or confiding in anyone else.

Most especially, Isaac! He must never hear about it.

Meanwhile, in the operating room.

Josiah held Nelson's hand and spoke in a calming tone.

“Please, try to remain calm. I'm deeply sorry for your Loss, but I also want you to accept the reality that she’s gone and can’t come back to life."

Sitting on the floor, Nelson looked up at Josiah and said in a voice hoarse from grief and heavy with sorrow, "I don't want to Live anymore. It's not worth it."

“Nelson, please put yourself together. I know this is hard for you but you're strong and you'll get over it," Josiah replied gently in sympathy and comfort.

However, Nelson shook his head adamantly and replied, "No! What's the point of living without her? What else am I supposed to be doing alive when she's no Longer here?"

Josiah pursed his lips, biting back his response as he let out a deep sigh.

Despite his desire to help, Josiah knew how futile it was to attempt to save someone who felt hopeless.