Chapter 145

Connor fetched a towel from the bathroom, soaking it in warm water before wringing it out.

Returning to the bedroom, he sat on the edge of the bed, gazing down at Camila’s peaceful sleeping face as he gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice low and soft.

Camila, half–awake, nodded slightly. “Mmm.”

“Does it always hurt like this?”

She shook her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s, “Maybe I ate too much ice cream yesterday.”

“I shouldn’t have let you have two servings yesterday,” Connor frowned slightly, his eyes filled with regret and his voice soft and self–reproaching. He continued to tenderly wipe the sweat from her forehead, his movements so gentle as if afraid of hurting her

further.

“Mr. Connor, I need to take a day off today,” Camila said, looking up at him.

Connor nodded, “You get some more rest.”

leave, likely heading back to work. She turned over and hugged

falling asleep.

went to a nearby pharmacy.

taken painkillers. Is there anything else that can alleviate the pain?”

the counter, “This heating waist belt can provide

counter to pay. This whole thing was out of his depth, so he asked,

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this?”

“Tear open the package, place the white heating side smoothly against the skin on the abdomen,

the elastic

paid close attention. Upon returning to Cedarhill Estate, he confidently made his way to Camila’s bedroom. He found her sleeping on her side, clutching the stuffed

began

brow furrowing slightly as

do it herself. He

moment’s hesitation, lifted

was beautiful, with faint hints of toned muscles. Connor paused

belt on her abdomen, but with her lying on her side, it was difficult to position correctly. After several attempts, he

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