"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-

moment the

tears uncontrollably streaming down, heavily

slowly got up, and walked towards the dressing table,

had given

table,

was no box and no trace of

a bad premonition sweeping

the table, her palms sweating,

necklace seemed to vanish into

floor and moved the table and chairs

sparing no corner, yet still,

her frantic emotions preventing her from

a desperate pain as if her

artist walked in through the door

get

apology, Camila felt even more panicked and

eyes full

this happen?" her

state, replied, "I'm sorry, I took a call, then realized we needed a box. I went to find one, and when I returned, the necklace was

bit her lip, saying, "I can compensate

weakly shook her

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