"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

collapsed to the floor, tears uncontrollably

her tears, slowly got up,

had

the dressing table,

and no trace of

a bad premonition sweeping over

everything on the table,

seemed to vanish into

knelt on the floor and moved the table and chairs around, searching

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

heart raced, her frantic emotions preventing her from

if her heart was being torn

that moment, the makeup artist walked in through the door

to get a box, and when I came back, the

Camila felt even more

her eyes full of terror

happen?" her

a box. I went to find

"I can compensate you. I'm

weakly shook her

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