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.

a bag of clothes up, and Alan helped him slowly walk to

clean clothes and

but the scars on his face

said, his eyes tired but

descended the empty

at dawn were exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional sound

was cool, with a

the car door

to open the back

Connor said with his

Connor off first," Camila told

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and

the car arrived at Cedarhill

quickly got out of the car and then opened the

help Mr. Connor

Camila nodded.

of them went upstairs

opened the door to

only a few hours of sleep last night and several hours

glass of warm water and

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