"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

the floor, tears uncontrollably streaming down,

her tears, slowly got up, and walked towards

had

hurried to the dressing table,

and no

a bad premonition sweeping

everything on the table, her

to vanish into

floor and moved the table and chairs around,

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

her frantic emotions preventing her

a desperate pain as if her heart

through the door and

spoke slowly, guilt in her voice, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. I went out to get a box, and

apology, Camila felt even

looked up, her eyes full of terror and

happen?"

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

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

weakly shook

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