"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

to the floor, tears uncontrollably streaming down, heavily hitting the

wiped her tears, slowly got up, and walked towards the dressing table,

he had

table, her

and

a bad premonition

table, her

necklace seemed to vanish into thin

knelt on the floor and moved

entire dressing room inside out, sparing no corner, yet still, the necklace was nowhere

emotions preventing her from thinking

a desperate pain as if her heart

artist walked in through the door and saw Camila frantically searching on

I'm sorry. I went out to get a box,

makeup artist's apology, Camila felt even more panicked

her eyes

did this happen?" her

took a call, then realized we needed a box. I went to find one, and when I returned, the necklace was

her lip, saying, "I can compensate

shook

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