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Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Chapter 127
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Chapter 127

“| see. Take good care of her for me,” Isaac said.

Forrest nodded. “I will.”

Isaac glanced at the door of Camila’s room before leaving.

Once he was far enough, Forrest entered the ward and asked, “How did it go?”

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Camila answered, “Not good. He didn’t agree to the divorce.

“Why doesn’t he want to divorce? What's wrong with him?” Forrest questioned with a frown.

“| think he’s out of his mind.” Camila smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.

It was at that moment that Forrest recalled what Willie had said about Isaac having feelings for Camila.

He hummed thoughtfully. “Mila, maybe Isaac doesn’t want to divorce you because he has feelings for you,” he stated tentatively. Camila was taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure.

“That’s impossible. He hatesand always wants to humiliate me.”

She then added, “Even if he has feelings for me, | won’t accept him. He and Debora killed my child. | hate them.” In her eyes, those two were murderers.

And there was no way she was going to have feelings for the person who killed her child.

“Well, what are you going to do now that Isaac didn’t agree to the divorce? You won't be able to keep this child a secret for very long. Soon, your baby bump will becmore visible,“ Forrest reminded. Camila had an idea, but she was not going to tell Forrest about it.

He and Isaac knew each other too well. If she told Forrest about it, it would not take long before Isaac found out.

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Thus, she acted as though she had no idea what to do and said, “I don’t know either. For now, let’s wait for what will happen next.

Forrest suggested, “You can run away where Isaac can’t find you. Keep your distance from him till he forgets about you.”

With a grimace, Camila sent him a sidelong glance. “I don’t think there’s such a place. If he wants to, he can findeasily.”

“You're right.” Forrest knew what Isaac was capable of. “Forrest, I’m tired. | want to sleep,” Camila muttered. “Okay. Callif you need anything,” Forrest said.

“| will,” Camila replied.

Forrest opened the door to leave.