Camila Walker sat on the wooden chair on the balcony, holding a pillow in her hand, seemingly admiring the stars in the night sky, but her expression was pensive.
She did not even notice Clayton Howard approaching.
As a shadow cast over her, she came back to her senses and looked up only to see his figure, and couldn't help but feel the urge to stand up and flee.
Clayton Howard pulled her back with a somewhat helpless expression.
"What's wrong with you, really? What did Linda say to you this afternoon that made you so angry?" And with that, you're angry at me too!
He added in his mind.
Remembering Audrey Sawyer's words, Camila's heart ached, but her stubborn surface refused to reveal her deepest pain in front of the man before her.
It was her humiliation, as well as her deepest hurt.
Camila didn't want to look at him, but he forcefully turned her body so she had to face him.
