"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

uncontrollably streaming down, heavily

forcefully wiped her tears, slowly got up,

necklace he had given

the dressing table, her eyes frantically

was no box and no

bad

searched through everything on the table, her

seemed to

the floor and moved the table and

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

frantic emotions preventing her

as if her heart

in through the door and saw Camila

sorry. I went out to get a box, and when I came back, the

the makeup artist's apology, Camila felt even more panicked

suddenly looked up, her eyes full of

did this happen?"

realized we needed a box. I went to find one, and

saying, "I can compensate you. I'm really

shook her

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