A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila didn't say a word, just stared at him with icy eyes.

After a brief silence, she finally spoke. "I'm going back to my room. I don't want to talk right now," she said, her voice as cold as a winter night.

With that, she turned and walked towards the bedroom, leaving Connor standing alone in the living room.

Connor watched her retreat, a wave of helplessness washing over him. Standing in front of the tightly closed door, he felt a pang of loneliness and regret like never before. She was really mad this time. Camila sat on the edge of her bed, fuming, trying to calm down by herself. She replayed every moment of her relationship with Connor in her mind, and slowly, her anger began to fade. Replacing it was a deep sense of confusion....

The next morning, Camila walked out of her bedroom to find Connor still on the couch, wearing the same clothes from the day before. Clearly, he hadn't gone back to his room all night.

"Morning," Connor said, trying to muster some energy as he saw Camila come out. His voice was hoarse, his eyes tired.

Seeing his haggard face, a ripple of emotion stirred in Camila's heart. She felt a pang of pity but also thought that Connor was using self-pity as a way to apologize and make amends. She couldn't allow him to believe that this tactic would always win her forgiveness.

me anymore," Camila said coolly,

'Mr. Connor' cut deep; Connor realized she was genuinely

silence, Connor spoke slowly, "Cami, I really know I was wrong. I hope you can give me another

straight to the kitchen to

immediately sensed

up again?" David asked, his tone a mix of reprimand and

Connor nodded.

about the issues between you and Ms. Camila. But I know you care for her deeply. Trust and Pavels understanding are crucial in a relationship. Sometimes your stubbornness can really

I'll work on my flaws

got up and went

coffee at Connor's usual

has never been in a relationship before; he can be a bit thoughtless," David whispered to