If it weren't for his memory loss, how could he have said something so hurtful to her?
Camila Walker lowered her head; she knew that people all around the world might despise her, but Clayton Howard certainly wouldn't.
But undeniable was the fact that he had initially spoken those words, although it was the version of him that had lost his memory.
"Mommy, please don't make Daddy leave, okay?" Off to the side, Belinda Howard spoke weakly.
She looked up with a bit of grievance in her eyes towards Camila Walker, seemingly sensing the argument from their expressions and couldn't help but speak, gazing pitifully at her mommy.
Hearing her daughter's thin voice, Camila Walker turned her head, and the sight of her daughter's aggrieved face also soured her heart.
Before, she could easily say, he's not your daddy, but now, could she still say that?
"Belinda, come here," Clayton Howard beckoned to his daughter across from him.
