He had been unable to fulfill his own side of the bargain in nurturing the love that had existed between himself and Laura.

Camila had been driven to the venue by the driver, but now she requested for the driver to return while she made use of Isaac's car instead.

“Mila..." Forrest called. He followed her to the car and stood at the entrance of the car, then he said, "I won't hold Aldrin responsible for this incident, but in the future, I won't be as forgiving. While he feels the need to reprimand me, Divya was blameless and should not have to be subjected to such treatment."

Camila reiterated, “Like I mentioned earlier, I was only speculating “Only he could have pulled that off." He was fairly certain that Aldrin was responsible.

“I understand," responded Camila, despite the fact that she disapproved of Forrest's impulse-determined behavior.

Then she proceeded to roll up the car window.

Forrest refrained from asking further as he sensed Camila's slight displeasure.

He just stood and watched as the vehicle departed.

"Do you feel unhappy?" inquired Isaac.

Camila shook her head and explained, "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that I dislike his attitude. I simply made a guess that it might have been Aldrin. I was only expressing my thoughts to you. I knew it wasn't a solid conclusion, but he jumped to it without any evidence. It's very frustrating."

“I understand," Isaac answered.

Just then, Camila turned to him and asked, “Are you accompanying me home?"

Isaac bowed his head a little, tearing his gaze away and replied, “I have an urgent matter to attend to."

That clearly implied that he didn't want to go back with her.

Camila was disheartened by that.

However, she feigned composure and indifference towards the matter.

“I understand that you have work to attend to."

She made an effort to show how understanding she was of his situation. There was a Lull in the conversation after that exchange.

Silence pervaded the car.

In no time, the car pulled up at the residence.

As Camila pushed the door open, Isaac clasped her wrist. Her hand felt chilly. He noticed beads of perspiration on her skin.

“concerning. . ."

He had intended to speak about Cathy, but found himself unable to do so.

Camila discerned his intention and reassured him, "I understand. I'1L wait for you."

She turned around and flashed him a sweet smile, then unexpectedly leaned in and planted a tender kiss on his cheek. As she departed, she spoke in a raspy tone. "I understand that you're feeling low. So am tS She alighted from the car without another backward glance.