"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

floor, tears uncontrollably streaming down, heavily

slowly got up, and walked towards

he had given

table, her eyes

and no trace of the

sank, a bad premonition sweeping

the table, her

to vanish into

moved the table

dressing room inside out, sparing no

raced, her frantic emotions preventing her from

as if

in through the door and saw Camila

voice, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. I went out to get a box, and when I came back, the necklace was no longer on the

makeup artist's apology, Camila felt

up, her eyes

happen?"

unsettled by Camila's 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 pale, her gaze

lip, saying, "I can compensate

shook

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