Chapter 205


    The next morning, Cam arrived on time at Cedarhill Estate.


    She stood before the familiar door, her heartbeat elerating uncontrobly.


    The tension from their unpleasant parting the day before was still fresh in her mind.


    How should she face him now?


    Cam had no answers.


    Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand to enter the code but hesitated.


    Just as she wavered, the door suddenly swung open.


    Startled, Cam instinctively looked up, only to see David holding a lunch box.


    "Cam," David said, holding the lunch box as he opened the door, puzzled. "Mr. Connor isn’t


    home. He didn’te backst night. Do you know where he might be?"


    Cam stared nkly at David, slowly shaking her head.


    He''s not here?


    "You don’t know either?" David seemed surprised as he handed her the lunch box.


    "He might have stayed at the office. He’s done that before. Ever since you''ve been here, Mr. Connor


    has beening home every night."


    She heard David’s words and reached out to take the breakfast, but her hand paused mid-air.


    Was it because of her that Connor had beening home every night?


    Her heart pounded fiercely.


    Suddenly, a voice in her head whispered,


    ''Cam, don’t be foolish.


    He has someone he likes, and it''s not you!''


    "Cam?" David’s voice brought her back to reality.


    Cam quickly shook her head, dismissing those unrealistic thoughts.


    "Are you alright? Do you feel unwell?" asked David.


    Cam forced a smile and shook her head as she took the breakfast.


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    "I’ll take this breakfast to the office."


    "That’s strange," Davidmented, confused. "Why didn’t Mr. Connor tell you he wouldn’t be


    coming home? Didn’t you go to work together yesterday?"


    Cam chuckled, "I was at the gship store yesterday, and I was not with him."


    David nodded, "Let’s go together. I’ll drive you to the office."


    "It’s not necessary. I can just take a cab," said Cam.


    "It’s no trouble. I’m heading that way anyway. Come on!" With that, David turned and walked toward


    the elevator.


    Reluctantly, Cam followed.


    Once in the car, David nced at Cam, observing her subtle emotional changes.


    He was a thoughtful man who took meticulous care of Connor''s daily needs. He sensed the subtle


    dynamics between them.


    "Did you and Mr. Connor have a fight?" he asked.


    Cam squeezed out a smile and shook her head. "No."


    David smiled slightly as if seeing through her thoughts. "Do you think I’m a nosy old man?"


    Cam hurriedly shook her head. "No, not at all."


    Davidughed, "Well, don''t be deceived by Mr. Connor’s efficient demeanor. He''s quite oblivious


    when ites to emotions and isn’t good atforting people."


    He looked at Cam and continued, "If there’s something he isn’t doing right, you should tell him


    directly. Don’t keep it to yourself."


    "David, you misunderstand the situation," Cam gently shook her head.


    "You both know the truth. I won’t say more," David sighed as he looked at Cam.


    The car smoothly stopped in front of the office building, and Cam thanked David before stepping


    out with a slightly uneasy heart and entering the elevator.


    She reached the office floor and stepped out to find the office still dimly lit, as it was quite early.


    Cam returned to her desk, cing her bag down.


    Her gaze unwittingly drifted toward Connor’s office, which


    was dark and silent.


    Holding the breakfast, she took a deep breath.


    The moment she pushed open the door, a


    strong scent of tobo and alcohol hit her.