Chapter 165


    The next morning, Cam and Connor boarded their flight right on time, embarking on a nearly ten-


    hour long journey.


    Cam nced sideways at Connor and noticed that he seemed a bit down today. His gaze was


    troubled, his expression slightly tense, as if weighed down by heavy thoughts.


    The flight attendant gently reminded the passengers to fasten their seat belts. Cam snapped out


    of her reverie and securely fastened hers.


    The ne slowly moved away from the gate, elerating towards the end of the runway. As the


    airne finally ascended above the clouds, Cam looked out the window at the vast expanse of


    white clouds, which looked exceptionally beautiful under the sunlight.


    She turned her head to look at Connor, who was resting with his eyes closed.


    October 7th was his birthday. Should she confess her feelings then?


    Cam felt a mix of anticipation and slight anxiety.


    When they arrived in Fairmount, the driver was already waiting and first took Cam back to her


    ce.


    ***


    After carrying her luggage inside, Cam took a refreshing shower and then slept soundly.


    When she awoke, it was already six o''clock the next morning. She opened her eyes to the ceiling,


    feeling a bit lost; just yesterday at this time, she was in Saudi Arabia.


    After lying in bed for a while, she got up and freshened up.


    Today was a workday. As usual, she and Connor exercised together, had breakfast, and went to


    work. They walked into the elevator side by side, not speaking, but their understanding of each


    other was perfect.


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    Whether it was the daily work environment or the repetitive daily chores, they had long been


    ustomed to each other.


    In the car, the driver and Cam chatted off and on.


    "Tomorrow''s a holiday, Cam, do you have any ns?” the driver asked curiously.


    Cam looked out at the swiftly passing scenery, lost in thought, "I n to go home and help out,"


    she replied softly.


    In the rearview mirror, she caught a glimpse of Connor. He was looking down at his iPad, deeply


    focused.


    Cam turned her head and gently said to him, "Mr. Connor, I won''t be going to your ce during


    the holiday."


    Connor looked up at her briefly, his expression calm, and he responded with a simple


    acknowledgment.


    At that moment, the car radio began to y, with the host introducing, “Next, we will y a touching


    song—‘No Regrets’.”


    The radio host''s voice flowed smoothly, filled with a touch of tenderness and emotion.


    The driver nced at the rearview mirror and saw Connor pause, frowning slightly. He quickly


    switched the station.


    "Hey, that song was pretty nice, wasn’t it?” Cam asked, puzzled.


    That song was from a TV series where Haylie had her first leading role, and she sang it herself.


    "Sorry, I''m not very fond of it," the driver replied, ncing at her and smiling.


    "I see," Cam nodded, not pursuing the topic further. Everyone has different tastes, and she


    understood that.


    Back at the office, Cam distributed the snacks and souvenirs she bought on her business trip to


    her colleagues. Her desk was cluttered with several days'' worth of paperwork, so she quickly


    organized the documents and took them to Connor''s office.


    As she entered, Connor saw her and instinctively put out his cigarette.


    "Mr. Connor, these documents need your signature," Cam said, cing a stack of neatly arranged


    papers on Connor''s desk.


    Her fingertips lightly tapped the document with a pink sticky note, “This one needs priority attention.”


    Connor took off his suit jacket, and Cam immediately stepped forward, smoothly taking the jacket


    and carefully hanging it on the nearby rack.


    Connor sat down, unbuttoning his cuffs to reveal an expensive watch on his wrist, and began


    working through the documents.