Chapter 927

she found solace in the prospect of sleeping, feeling unwell and plagued by a stomach ache despite

her partial sobriety.

As the car drove steadily, she settled back into her seat and slowly closed her eyes, drained from

exhaustion.

Isaac scanned her crumpled clothes and bare feet, his countenance darkening.

He calmed down when he witnessed her fatigue.

Few cars were on the road at this time and, shortly thereafter, they reached home.

Camila remained motionless as they arrived, seeming to have fallen asleep.

Isaac took a deep breath, still harboring some anger but unable to ignore her. He alighted from the car

and approached her, embracing her tenderly.

Camila woke up at his touch but she didn’t let on and kept her eyes closed. Inwardly though, she

smiled.

Although Isaac was upset, he didn’t abandon her.

Did he still care for her? It seemed likely.

With this thought, Camila relaxed and drifted off, snug in his embrace. Isaac gently carried her to the

bedroom, then meticulously wiped her down with a damp towel, unwilling to Leave her soiled.

She settled into bed, feeling secure.

In her daze, she sensed someone holding her close.

The pleasant scent of body wash filled her nostrils and she snuggled against his chest.

A low voice murmured by her ear, “Do you miss me?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Desperately. She longed for him deeply.

She turned and nestled in his arms, confessing, “Yes, I miss you terribly.”

He held her tightly and she smiled faintly, feeling comforted and warm. Camila slept soundly that night,

comforted by Isaac’s presence.

The following morning, she woke up early.

Although Isaac had aided her in undressing and cleansing her body, she still felt the residual effects of

alcohol, prompting her to take a steaming shower.

Afterwards, she felt invigorated.

Emerging from the bathroom, she noticed Isaac had awoken, lounging in a relaxed position with the

silver-grey silk nightgown’s collar slightly askew and his hair tousled. Despite the disarray, his

handsome features remained undiminished and even intensified, with his robust chest that emanated

an alluring aura of power exposed

“Come closer,” he beckoned.

Camila approached, wearing a smile.