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The next day, at 8:15 AM, Camila arrived at Connor’s front door. She adjusted her mood, took a deep breath, and for a moment, she felt incredibly calm.
When the door opened and she saw Connor, her breathing faltered for a few seconds.
He was sitting on the sofa and stood up when he saw her. His eyes fixed on her intently, sensing a faint sadness about her that made him slightly concerned.
He was about to ask about her well–being when Camila spoke first. “Good morning, Mr. Connor,” she said, bowing slightly, her professional smile in place.
Connor responded, but his gaze lingered on her face for a moment longer. He noticed her eyes were slightly swollen as if she had been crying.
“Camila, you’re finally here. Come join us for breakfast,” David said with a smile.
Connor frowned slightly, discreetly observing Camila’s reaction. He pulled out a chair, gesturing for her to sit.
Camila returned the smile and declined, “Mr. Connor, I’ve already had breakfast.”
Then, to David, she added, “David, you don’t need to prepare breakfast for me in the future. I’ll eat before I come.”
Connor was momentarily taken aback, his brow furrowing unconsciously. He felt an unusual air about Camila’s behavior but couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.
David asked, “But wouldn’t it be more convenient to eat here?”
“Don’t trouble yourself,” Camila said, still smiling. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Since she didn’t elaborate further, David chose not to press the issue. Camila turned back to Connor, hér eyes carrying a hint of apology. “Mr. Connor, I’ve enrolled in some kickboxing classes recently. I apologize if it has disturbed your rest.”
Connor paused, unsure why Camila was telling him this. He glanced away and took a napkin to wipe his mouth, responding simply, “Okay.”
“Mr. Connor, enjoy your meal. I’ll wait over there,” Camila said politely, nodding and smiling before heading to the sofa.
Connor watched Camila’s retreating figure, and his frown deepened, a strange emotion stirring within him.
David was puzzled and glanced at Connor. In a low voice, he asked, “Did you do something to upset Camila?”
Connor shrugged, feigning indifference.
drive to the office, Connor couldn’t help but ask, “Camila, the other night… why were you drinking? Did something happen?”
Camma turned her head, her face bearing a polite smile. “Sorry, that’s my personal matter, and I’d rather not share.”
Connor was stunned. For some reason, just a day apart seemed to have changed everything.
A subtle air of estrangement seemed to envelop her. He fell silent for a while, looking out the window, no longer prying.
The driver sneaked a glance at Camila and also found her somewhat different today.
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Back at the office, Camila nodded slightly to Connor, then returned to her desk. Connor nodded back and retreated to his Once the door was closed, Camila took a deep breath. She settled into her chair and began working.
office.
Half an hour later, she picked up the schedule and some documents needing a signature and headed to Connor
After knocking, she steadied her breathing and entered.
Once she finished reporting the schedule, Connor looked up need immediate attention?”
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her. “Camila, could you help organize my desk and pick out the files that
“Of course.”
Camila’s hands sifted through the documents, sorting and organizing therm efficiently.