A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 143

Camila watched Marc, her heart a tumult of emotions. In that moment, he was no longer the dashing tycoon, but a frail old man, staggering under the weight of the truth.

She spoke softly, “My blood type is none of your business, and I won’t be going for any tests with you. From the moment I was born, you abandoned my mother and me. You were heartless.”

Her voice was calm, yet filled with resolve and indifference. Her gaze was icy as she glanced at Tabitha and then at the brightly lit operating room. With a light laugh, she said, “Mr. Marc, perhaps this is your ‘just deserts“.”

Camila’s words pierced Marc’s heart like a knife. He clutched his head in agony, staggering and leaning on a bench for support.

He knew Claire, and he knew the woman before him was his only daughter. He wanted to explain, to make amends, but he knew it was too late.

Camila smiled faintly, a trace of relief in her eyes. She turned to Connor and said softly, “Mr. Connor, let’s go.”

Connor nodded, gently guiding Camila away from the scene.

collapsed powerlessly into the chair, staring blankly in

regret and pain.

up at the sky, taking a deep breath. In that moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of relief and

and said, “Mr.

his lips. He teasingly replied, “Treating me to a dessert you know I don’t like? Or

wants

and laughed, “Well, I’m in a good mood

Their laughter mingled.

his eyes reflecting

the counter

cream were placed at their table, Camila scooped a spoonful into

sweet flavor.