A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor looked bewildered, asking in surprise, “Why would you think that?”

Camila cast her eyes downward, fidgeting with her sleeve, and said softly. “Your old school friend told me you started Future Inc. because Haylie is allergic to deg hair...”

“That's nonsense!” Connor exclaimed passionately. “I didn't even know she was allergic to dogs!” Camila looked up, blinking, “Really?”

“Of course not.” Connor gently ruffled her hair, looking into her eyes as he spoke slowly. “Besides Logan. we had another friend who grew up with us. His name was Victor.”

“Fifteen years ago, there was a severe poisoning accident at the chemical plant owned by his family, which resulted in 37 deaths and 136 injuries. Victor's father died in that accident, and overnight. their family’s life turned from heaven to hell.

“The tragedy was too much. Victor’s mother couldn't face reality and committed suicide by jumping off a building right in front of him. Victor was just a teenager then and subsequently diagnosed with severe depression.”

Connor furrowed his brows and took a deep breath. “Later, Victor himself jumped from a hospital building, ending his life at the age of 13.

“A hydrogen sulfide leak occurred, and firefighters couldn't enter the scene in time due to the harsh conditions, making it difficult to determine the source of the leak promptly. That's why the accident spread uncontrollably.

“So I started the company, to design the Future series for firefighters and people suffering from depression.”

Camila could feel his sorrow, a deep, hidden agony seemed to surface at that moment. She gently wrapped her arms around him, burying her head in the crook of his neck, her voice slightly trembling. “I'm sorry for bringing up these memories.”

Connor held her tightly, as if trying to merge her into his very bones. He took a deep breath. trying to stabilize his emotions, “It's all in the past.”

They hugged for a long while in the car, and then Connor suddenly smiled, asking. “Anything else you want to know?”

Camila shook-her head, letting go of Connor, ancktried to move back to her seat. However, having been > leaning Over for so long, she felt numbrress in her waist. She held her waist-a pained expression om her face. S oy

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Connor immediately became anxious, asking, “What's wrong with your waist?” Camila gave a wry smile, pointing to her waist, “It's just numb.”

Connor reached out, gently massaging her waist, “I'm sorry, I should have noticed.” Camila smiled at him, “It's just a bit numb. It'll pass in a moment.”

‘lll help you inside. Don’t move.” Connor got out of the car, opened the passenger door, ready to carry her.

Camila laughed and protested, “I really finé. You don't have to cary me. itd be embarrassing if others see “us!” Swnovel.net iExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Connor helped her up the stairs and back into the apartment, where Camila’s numbness had subsided. Suddenly she remembered, exclaiming, “Have you not eaten yet?” She looked at Connor with concern. Connor, touched by her worry, nodded with a smile, “It seems so.”

Camila immediately stood up, “Wait here. I'll make you some food.” She hurried to the kitchen.

Connor followed and stood quietly in the kitchen for a while, savoring this ordinary yet genuine happiness.> Finally;he couldn't resist wrapping his atms around Camila frond bekind. -

His chin resting on the top of her head, his voice was deep and tender, “Cami, thank you for everything.”