"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

to the floor, tears uncontrollably streaming down, heavily hitting the

got up, and

he had

hurried to the dressing table,

box and no

heart sank, a bad

the table, her palms sweating, her mind

seemed to vanish

the floor and moved the table and chairs around, searching

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

heart raced, her frantic emotions preventing her from thinking

pain as if her heart was

the makeup artist walked in through the door and saw Camila frantically searching on the

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

Camila felt

suddenly looked up, her eyes full of terror and

happen?"

sorry, I took a call, then realized we needed a box. I went to find

lip, saying, "I can compensate you.

weakly shook her

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