A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 202

Camila looked at John with gratitude. "Thank you so much. I had no idea Howard would push me like this."

John chuckled, "We're friends, so don't mention it."

Camila nodded, smiling.

"Let me walk you to the bus." She didn't want to go back to the office so soon.

"Sure," John agreed with a nod.

Together, they walked to the bus stop, and after a short wait, the bus arrived.

"Thank you, John," Camila said again before boarding the bus.

"No worries, call me if you need anything," John said with a smile, waving goodbye.

***

"He's her boyfriend now." The words echoed in Connor's ears relentlessly.

Those words pierced his heart like a curse, disrupting his peace and even making his breathing erratic.

For the first time, Connor experienced an anxiety he had never felt before. His thoughts tangled like a knotted thread, growing more irritable the more he thought about it.

He had always considered himself a rational person, not swayed by emotions, b

ut now, he couldn't control his thoughts. His mood was as unpredictable as a rollercoaster.

He paced back and forth in the lounge, restless and uneasy.

He tried to calm down, but the internal anxiety and agitation only grew stronger.

After a long wait, there was still no sign of Camila.

He decided to go look for her.

He exited the lounge and rushed through the corridor.

Reaching the makeup room, he clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The room was empty. He was about to leave when a glint of light caught his eye.

His face turned pale, his heartbeat skipping a beat.

He slowly bent down,

reached out and picked up the necklace he had given Camila. It was now lying on the carpet like discarded trash.

His heart clenched painfully, almost leaving him breathless.

Clutching the necklace tightly, his eyes filled with indescribable sadness and anger.

He felt his heart being torn apart, the pain more intense than ever.

He remembered every detail that went into designing this necklace.

Camila had so carelessly mistreated his sentiment!

A chill flashed in Connor's eyes, his mood turning exceedingly grim.

Camila, after seeing John off, returned to the makeup room.

Upon opening the door, a tall figure caught her eye first.

Startled, Camila exclaimed, "Mr. Connor."

Connor trembled slightly at her voice.

He slowly turned around, his face pale, his eyes betraying a mix of pain and anger.

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She hurried forward, asking anxiously, "You look pale. Could it be an allergy?"

Connor didn't respond. He just silently stared at her, his hand tightly holding the necklace.

"Camila, you've got a new boyfriend?" he suddenly asked, his voice trembling.

Camila froze,

avoiding Connor's gaze. Her eyes began to well up.

Taking a deep breath, she managed a stiff smile and firmly replied, "Yes."

Hearing her answer, Connor felt as though his heart was being torn apart...