"Camila, I remember you saying you had no plans for marriage."

Connor's voice was hoarse, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat with difficulty.

Camila slightly turned her head away, not letting him see her tear-filled eyes.

"I've changed my mind," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Connor's throat felt as if it was being choked, and he was struggling for air.

"So, is your recent aloofness towards me because you were afraid your boyfriend would misunderstand our relationship?"

He tried to make his voice sound as natural as possible.

Camila held back the sourness in her nose, bit her lip, and firmly replied, "Yes."

That single word seemed to use up all her strength.

Connor gave a cold laugh, "Fine, very well..."

His gaze on Camila was chilling even in the hot weather.

He stuffed the necklace he had been clutching into his jeans pocket and walked away.

Bang-

the door

the floor, tears uncontrollably streaming down, heavily

up, and walked towards the dressing table,

had given

hurried to the dressing table, her eyes

box and no trace

heart sank, a bad premonition sweeping

the table, her palms sweating, her mind in

to vanish into thin

and moved the

out, sparing no corner,

emotions preventing her

as if her heart

the door and

spoke slowly, guilt in her voice, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. I went out to get

the makeup artist's apology, Camila felt even

up, her eyes full of terror and

happen?" her voice

sorry, I took a call, then realized we needed a box. I went to find one, and when I returned, the necklace was gone." Camila's face turned pale, her gaze

bit her lip, saying, "I can compensate

weakly shook

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