Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

“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.

to steady his nerves. He had to be patient when

go.” He handed a card

looked at it and questioned,

painting’s sale,”

without thinking too

you want.” Unbeknownst to Camila,

not need to work for the rest of her life to maintain her current standard

anything she wanted, so that

eaten yet,”

food on

not move

up and asking, “Are you going