Camila's voice seemed to hold a magical power, instantly pulling Connor back from his own world into reality.

He looked at Camila and collapsed weakly onto the boxing ring.

Camila and Alan quickly ran up to the ring.

After climbing onto the stage, Alan swiftly unfastened Connor's protective gear and wiped the sweat from his face.

Camila knelt quietly across from him, her eyes filled with concern.

Connor's dark and exhausted eyes locked onto Camila.

He smiled weakly, "I'm fine."

However, Alan noticed a faint bruise on his face and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Alan's heart tightened, and he immediately pulled out his phone. "Mr. Connor, I'll call a doctor!"

Connor waved his hand, indicating it wasn't necessary.

He slowly sat up, leaning against the ring, and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths.

After resting for ten minutes, Connor slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Camila, and smiled faintly. "I need a shower," he said weakly.

bag of clothes up, and Alan helped him

into clean clothes and walked out of the

complexion looked slightly better, but the scars on his face were still

I'll take you home," Connor said, his eyes tired but

the empty

with only the occasional sound

was cool, with

out and opened the car door

but to open the back seat door

Heights," Connor

first," Camila told

Connor remained silent.

and

arrived at

of the car and then opened the door for

Mr. Connor upstairs?"

Camila nodded.

three of them went upstairs

the door to Connor's

few hours of sleep last night and several hours of intense activity today, Connor

glass of warm water and handed it

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