"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,

slowly got up, and walked towards

had given her

table, her eyes

was no box and no trace of

sank, a bad premonition sweeping over

frantically searched through everything on the table, her

to

and moved the table and chairs

inside out, sparing no corner, yet still, the necklace was nowhere to be

emotions preventing her from thinking

if her

artist walked in through the door and

slowly, guilt in her voice, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. I went out to get a box, and when

artist's apology, Camila felt even more panicked and

suddenly looked up, her eyes

this happen?" her voice

a box. I went to find one, and when I returned, the necklace was gone." Camila's face turned pale, her gaze hollow as she stared at the

saying, "I can compensate

shook her

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