Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Isaac sat at the table, glanced at the breakfast spread, and asked bluntly, “What do you want?”

Camila gave him a flattering smile and said, “Eat something first. See if you like my cooking.”

She had even considerately heated up a glass of milk for him.

Isaac popped a spoonful of her fried egg into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then grimaced. “It’s not as good as Glenda’s.”

Being criticized so ruthlessly, Camila wanted to roll her eyes at Isaac.

Didn’t all fried eggs taste the same?

How could Isaac say that hers wasn’t as good?

maintained the coquettish smile on

with a napkin. “If you don’t tell me what you want right

the

glanced at Camila and knew what she was thinking, but

quite vindictive, he

kind

up and bowed towards

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

for work, Camila went out to meet Isaac at the door. His car was parked

a man’s hobby, and Isaac was no exception. He didn’t mind taking commercial vehicles,

there were more than ten limited-edition Luxury cars parked in the