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    After ordering. Cam headed for a shower. She didn’t change into pajamas but instead slipped into


    her usual work attire and walked out of the bedroom.


    Connor looked slightly bemused and teased, “nning to go to work?”


    Cam hadn’t anticipated fivi


    under the same roof as him. It felt awkward moving around in a nightgown, and since she hadn’t


    brought any casual clothes, she opted for her work clothes instead.


    Suddenly, the doorbell rang, breaking the awkward silence.


    The delivery’s here,” she said as she went to get the food.


    Camid out the food on the dining table: a burger, a c, fries, a cup of corn, and apple slices.


    She ced them at the main seat. She grabbed a box of chicken nuggets and a c for herself and


    sat down.


    “Mr. Connor, dinner’s ready.”


    Connor put down his phone, ncing at the sparse food in front of her. “Is that all you’re having?”


    he asked.


    Nibbling on her straw, Cam looked up and replied, “I had a big lunch. I’m not hungry at all.”


    Connor wasn’t hungry either. He usually wouldn’t eat at this hour if not for worrying she might be


    hungry. He looked at the hearty meal in front of him and pushed the cup of and apple slices


    towards her, saying, “I don’t eat these.”


    Cam found herself in a quandary. She had ordered them to ensure he had a bnced diet.


    Resigned not to waste food, she reluctantly ate while browsing on her phone.


    When she looked up again, she noticed that Connor had only eaten half the burger and had a few


    sips of c. So, he didn’t like these after all.


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    Cam turned to n for advice on what to prepare for Mr. Connor’s breakfast the next day. n


    sent her the details of a restaurant that was quite a distance away, and they didn’t Without a car


    herself, Cam sighed and decided to take a taxi early in the morning.


    After cleaning the table, she said, “Mr.


    “Mm.”


    I’m going to my room to rest.”


    Back in her room, Cam freshened up, changed into a nightgown, andy in bed with a stuffed


    animal, browsing on her phone. The moonlight spilled through the window, filling the quiet bedroom


    with only the sound of her gentle breathing.


    Awoken in the middle of the night by thirst, Cam barely opened her eves and nced at the rm


    clock–it was three in the morning. Drowsily, she got out of bed, clutching the leg of her stuffed


    animal, and hazily opened the bedroom door.


    The harsh light immediately struck her eyes, causing her to squint.


    Connor was sitting on the sofa, working on hisptop with several documents around him. He heard


    her and looked up.


    Cam focused and realized Connor was staring right at her–or, more precisely, at her chest. She


    followed his gaze down to her nightgown. Suddenly, she clutched the stuffed animal to her chest,


    her face filled with panic.


    She’d taken off her bra before bed, and in her drowsy state, she felt as if she was in her own home–


    or rather, she hadn’t expected him to be awake at this hour!


    Though the nightgown was loose, the contours of her body were still quite evident. Her ears turned


    bright red, and she snapped, flustered, “Why are you still up thiste? What are you doing here!”


    Connor’s lips curled slightly. “I’m working. What are you doing up at this hour?”


    “Getting some water!”


    He continued to eye the stuffed animal in front of her chest and made a sound of acknowledgment.


    “Stop looking! You pervert!” In embarrassment, Cam threw the stuffed animal at him, crossing her


    arms over her chest.


    “I’ve seen it all before,” Connor teased, catching the stuffed animal.


    “You… Pervert!” Cam’s ears were hot from blushing, and she quickly ran back to her room.


    Click. That’s the sound of the door locking.