"Crystal, how are you?" The man hurried to the bedside, his eyes seemingly only on Crystal, as if he hadn't noticed Camila Ruiz standing by the bed.
Camila stepped aside, deciding to observe first. If this man was really the father of the child Crystal was carrying, she would definitely seek justice for Crystal.
She remembered how her godmother had once happily complained to her about being treated like a national treasure when she was pregnant with Brother Ivan. The whole family adored her godmother, ensuring she had the best food and clothes, and her godfather even had bodyguards accompany her 24/7 for protection. Camila believed that a pregnant woman should be cherished by her man. But as for Crystal, she wandered the streets aimlessly, clearly in a poor mood, and even worse, she was malnourished.
To Camila, if the man before her, always exuding a menacing aura, had wronged Crystal, he's unforgivable!
