Isaac, on his part, did not initiate any conversation with her either.

It was on Forrest's wedding day that Isaac finally returned without telling Camila.

Camila had put in extra effort to dress up for Forrest's wedding. Her makeup was slightly heavier than usual, in an attempt to conceal her puffy eyes from her lack of sleep. She styled her long black hair in a loose, casual bun, with a few strands falling gently beside her ears, giving her a softer and more alluring appearance.

Camila donned a sky blue full-length dress with a slim waist that accentuated her curves. The gown flowed to her ankles and she wore a pair of understated high-heeled shoes. The delicate skin of her feet peeked out from the back of the shoes, revealing her white ankles and slender legs, which were tastefully presented and did not draw attention away from the bride.

The dress was just appropriate and she looked elegant for the occasion. Camila arrived and stepped out of the car, ready to walk into the wedding venue.

Abruptly, a car pulled up in front of them.

The door swung open shortly after the engine died.

Isaac stepped out of the car and looked her from top to bottom.

Camila's heart raced as Isaac got out of the car. She gripped her dress tightly and her throat felt dry. Though she tried to steady herself, her words came out in a choked whisper.

“You're back."

As Isaac slowly walked towards her, she got more nervous. She held the sides of her dress more tightly.

After all they had been through together, she really had no business being so nervous and self conscious.

She missed him so much that it hurt, but when he got closer, she unconsciously stepped back.

Isaac quirked a funny eyebrow at her.

“If you keep pulling at your dress and holding it, you'll wrinkle your dress. It won't look good if it is wrinkled." Isaac finally got to her and held her hand. He frowned when he felt how cold it was. "Are you cold?" he asked softly.

Camila nodded in a daze, then quickly shook her head.

Isaac's lips twitched upwards in amusement. "Why are you so nervous seeing me when we've been more intimate than this? Are you scared that I'll eat you?"

“No!" Camila hurriedly answered and lowered her head. "I was just a little startled by your sudden return."

Isaac placed a hand under her chin and made her look at him.

“It's so rare to see you dress up this beautifully. I couldn't miss this,” he said in such a soft and charming voice.

Despite this, Camila still felt like the gap between them was still huge.

“Come on, let's go inside.“ Isaac hooked her hand around his arm and smiled down at her.

Camila tried her best to ignore the heat she felt from his skin and forced herself to focus on breathing and talking normally.

“Are you done with work?" She tried to sound casual.

“Not really," he answered in the same casual tone.