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.”

the man beside her leave, likely heading back to work. She turned over and hugged a stuffed bear,

falling asleep.

a nearby pharmacy.

already taken painkillers.

“This heating waist belt can provide good

one.” Connor approached the counter to pay. This whole thing was

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this?”

place the white heating side smoothly against the skin

the elastic

paid close attention. Upon returning to Cedarhill Estate, he confidently made his way to Camila’s bedroom. He

Connor began

mumbled, her brow furrowing slightly as she hugged the

no choice but to give up on the idea of letting her do it herself. He opened the package

after a moment’s hesitation, lifted her

hints of toned muscles. Connor paused for a few

on her side, it

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