A One Night Stand With My Boss (Camilla) novel Chapter 317

"Is it because he was harassing me?" Camila asked softly.

Connor nodded slightly, confirming her suspicion.

"I took him to Vegas for a few days. At first, he won millions, but then he got hooked on gambling," Connor said nonchalantly, as if he were recounting a story that didn't concern him.

His tone had a hint of indifference.

He added, "As for losing his entire fortune, that's on him."

Camila felt a mix of emotions.

She knew everything Connor did was for her, and Steven didn't deserve any sympathy. But she was worried about the drastic steps Connor had taken.

"I'm worried about you. What if he finds out and tries to get back at you?"

Connor chuckled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at her. "They're just small-time players, not worth worrying about. I'm fine."

"Do you want to keep walking around?"

Camila took a deep breath, linked her arm through his, and shook her head. "Let's go."

They left the bustling casino and returned to their hotel room.

"Are you hungry?" Connor asked as he poured Camila a glass of water.

"Not really, I had a big lunch," Camila said. She was tired from the day's activities and sat motionless on the sofa.

Connor noticed her weary look, walked over, and gently sat beside her, drawing her into his arms.

"Been a long day, hasn't it?" he whispered.

Camila nodded, leaning on his shoulder.

"Why did you bring me to Fernwood Valley?" she asked softly.

The kind she had only heard about in TV shows and novels, never having encountered in real life.

Camila felt dizzy, as if she were living a bizarre dream.

She couldn't imagine the vast difference between her and Connor, a gap that filled her with intense fear and unease.

She didn't know how to face this reality or manage their relationship.

She wanted to escape, to flee from this overwhelmingly oppressive truth.

Connor saw the look on Camila's face, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

He knew this news was too shocking for her, and he tightly gripped her hand. "Cami, listen to me..."

Camila stared at Connor, her eyes filled with a complex mix of shock, unease, and confusion.

She slowly withdrew her hand, her voice trembling slightly, "I want to go home..."