"Is it that young man named Adam?"

"Yes, that's him. He won't let Shirley look like this for long. He'll heal her in the shortest possible time to make her look like the woman she once was."

Carter was certain of this.

Camille felt relieved by his words. "Then I can anticipate my grandchild's birth in peace."

She smiled and unwittingly let out a soft sigh.

"In fact, if she hadn't left without a word years ago, the two of you would have been married, and maybe you'd have had two or three children by now. I don't know what she was thinking back then."

Carter listened to Camille’s mutterings; he shared similar questions in his mind and a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.

However, he did not say anything else.

If he could hold onto her now, he could make up for the loss.

Ada, who had been listening to the entire conversation, soon after returned to her room angrily and gave a call to her mother.

Having heard the scenario, Ada's mother pondered for a moment, then immed