A One Night Stand With My Boss (Camilla) novel Chapter 230

Claire grabbed Camila’s hand, picked up the keys, and said to the people in the house, “I’m off to pick up some groceries for us.”

They down the stairs.

Camila frowned, “If it weren’t for Drew, I really wouldn’t want to deal with them.”

Claire gently patted her daughter’s hand. “I know, but they are family after all.”

Camila scoffed, “Family? Mom, have you forgotten how Uncle treated us?”

She said angrily, “When he made money from his business, you asked him for a loan to open a diner, but did he care? Later, when he fell on hard times, he even had the nerve to ask you to help pay for his house.”

Claire sighed helplessly, and the bitterness in her heart was rising like a tide. She couldn’t forget those past events either.

Camila spoke up, “I’ll go to the supermarket with you first.”

When they walked past Cole’s fruit stand, Cole hurried to the entrance, anxiously asking, “Why didn’t you open your shop today? Are you feeling unwell? I’ve been trying to call you all day.”

Seeing Cole’s worried expression, Camila sneakily pinched Claire’s arm.

Claire blushed slightly and swatted Camila’s hand, then looked up at Cole. “My nephew had a bit of trouble.”

“Is it something serious? Do you need help?” Cole took off his apron, ready to leave with them.

Claire smiled, “It’s sorted. We’re just heading out to get some supplies.”

“Be careful on the road,” Cole advised.

Claire nodded.

“Bye, Cole.” Camila waved smilingly at Cole.

After shopping, they carried a big bag of groceries to their apartment building.

“You don’t need to come up. It’s getting late.” Claire took the shopping bag from Camila. “I can take it up myself. Just text me when you get home.”

Camila nodded.

She caught a taxi back to her place, and it was already past one in the morning.

Camila’s heart tightened, and she clicked on the hot search. The statement emphasized that he and Haylie were just friends.

She opened the comment section, where the messages from netizens varied widely, presenting all kinds of views.

[Hope Haylie can step out of the shadows and start anew.]

[What kind of friendship is this?]

[Whether they’re just friends or not, we only hope Haylie can be happy and joyful.]

...

Her finger slid across the screen.

[The statement is to protect Haylie!]

Her finger stopped on this comment, a short sentence that stirred significant waves in her heart.