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Chapter 335
Suddenly, Erica's face lit up with excitement as she turned to Camila, her eyes practically dancing with enthusiasm.
"Hey, remember that fortune teller by the bridge?"
Camila paused for a moment and then nodded slightly.
"He said your parents love you dearly, and you've got such respectful brothers-seems like he nailed it!" Erica exclaimed, clearly surprised.
Camila felt a jolt of surprise herself, thinking back to the fortune teller's words.
Just then, the door to the private room swung open.
Connor stepped in, catching everyone off guard, especially Camila.
She looked up at him, her eyes flickering with a mix of surprise and emotion.
Connor walked over to Claire and Cole, handing them a gift.
"Here's to a lifetime of happiness and unity for you both."
"Connor, Cami said you were tied up with work, I didn't think you'd make it!" Claire said, thrilled to see him.
Cole smiled and patted Connor on the back, "Connor, thanks for making the effort to be here."
"What's more important than celebrating my future in-laws' wedding?" Connor replied with a grin, casually resting his hand on Camila's shoulder. "Come on, let's sit down, dinner's ready," Cole said with a nod.
Connor pulled out the chair next to Camila and sat down.
"How did you manage to come? Didn't you have a meeting?" Camila whispered.
Connor grunted softly, gave her nose a playful tweak, and whispered into her ear, "You kept this big event from me; I'm miffed."
"I just found out this morning too, and you did have that important meeting," Camila defended herself.
"Or is it because we had a fight?"
Connor cut straight to the point,
hint of displeasure in his voice get
though his hand under the table quietly reached for hers.
Camila tried to pull her hand away, but Connor held it tighter, and she let him.
Connor's lips curved into a meaningful smile.
"It's been 24 hours; can we make up now?" he asked softly, gently shaking her hand.
Camila lowered her gaze, and after a moment, she spoke softly, "Do you even know what really upset me..."
Connor looked at her seriously, "I've
thought long and hard, and I've
come up with two reasons: first, I didn't respect you enough and used underhanded tactics to make you move in with me; second, I played the sympathy card to win your affection. Am I right?"
Camila's eyes widened in surprise.
He was really reflecting...
Connor held her hand tightly, "I know I've been selfish and childish, not considering your feelings. I promise, from now on, I will respect you more, understand you better, and never make you sad again."
Each of his words struck a chord in Camila's heart, stirring up strong emotions.
Camila looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes, but her lips curled into a smile.
"If you mess up again, I'll never speak to you again."
"Absolutely!" Connor replied with a goofy smile.
If it weren't for all the people around, he would have hugged her tightly and kissed her right then and there.
Erica sat on the side, her gaze shifting between Connor and Camila. She felt like an observer, quietly watching their interaction.
The fortune teller's words echoed in her mind, haunting her like a spell.
If the fortune teller was right, then Connor wasn't the one destined for Camila!
This thought made Erica's feelings complicated, and she couldn't help but worry about Camila's future.
She looked at Camila's happy smile with concern.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.