"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 door

uncontrollably streaming down, heavily hitting

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

he had given

hurried to the dressing table, her eyes

box and

sank, a bad

everything on the table,

seemed to vanish into thin

floor and moved the table and chairs around, searching

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

frantic emotions preventing her from

as if

that moment, the makeup artist walked in through the

"Ma'am, I'm sorry. I went out to get a box, and when I came back, the necklace

apology, Camila felt

eyes full of terror and

happen?"

distraught 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 gone." Camila's face turned

her lip, saying, "I

weakly shook her

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