“No,” Isaac replied.

“Great! I prepared a lot of food for Mrs. Johnston today. Feel free to join her for Lunch,” Glenda chirped.

Then, she left.

She even closed the door behind her.

Indifferently eyeing Camila, Isaac sat down on the bed and asked, “Do you hate seeing me that much?”

Camila sipped the soup silently, her head bowed over the bowl.

It was like Isaac was conversing with a rock.

had to be patient when it came to

He handed a

at it

the painting’s

took it without thinking too

to Camila, the money in it included more than the sale of

for the rest of her life

her he could buy anything she wanted, so that was what she was

haven’t eaten yet,” Isaac

on

did not move to

before Looking up and asking, “Are you going to eat my

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