Chapter 214


    She picked up a cotton swab dipped in antiseptic and moved closer to Connor, gently wiping at the


    corner of his mouth.


    Her fingers lightly brushed against Connor’s cheek, carrying a slight chill.


    The proximity was close enough that they could feel each other''s breath, a flirtatious ambiance


    permeating the air.


    Cam’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened. She tried to remainposed as she continued tending


    to Connor’s wound, b


    ut the closeness made her senses unusually sharp.


    She could feel Connor’s breath on the back of her hand, causing a ticklish sensation.


    Connor lowered his gaze, looking at her intently, his eyes soft and adoring.


    Cam was nervous, and inadvertently pressed harder.


    “Ouch…”


    Cam looked up, meeting his eyes, her voice shaky with panic. “Does it hurt? I’ll be gentler.”


    Connor gazed at her, his eyes deep and tender, asking in a low voice.


    “Does your heart hurt?”


    Cam swallowed.


    Did her heart hurt?


    Yes.


    After all, he was the one she cared for.


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    Cam tried to mask her inner turmoil, calmly stating, “Mr. Connor, with your current fame, being


    photographed with a facial injury could harm thepany’s image.”


    Connor looked away, chuckling, then leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes.


    After applying the antiseptic, Cam gently smeared some ointment on the corner of his mouth.


    His cheek bruise was more pronounced than it was during the boxing match. She stood up to fetch


    an ice pack from the refrigerator and wrapped it in a towel.


    “Mr. Connor, hold this against your face,” she nudged Connor’s shoulder lightly with her elbow.


    Connor opened his eyes slightly, giving her a pitiful look.


    “My hand is too weak.”


    Cam frowned, pressing the ice pack to his face, her movements far from gentle.


    The chill made Connor’s face twitch slightly, b


    ut he didn’t resist, tilting his head back and closing his eyes to enjoy Cam’s care, a barely


    noticeable smile curling at his lips.


    Cam wrinkled her nose, intentionally pressing down harder with the ice pack.


    Connor slowly opened his eyes, their gazes locking, and


    Cam immediately panicked, quickly looking away.


    “Thank you,” Connor said softly, his voice carrying a hint of warmth.


    “It’s just part of the job,” Cam responded coolly.


    After a few minutes, her hand holding the ice pack felt cold.


    To avoidpromising the effectiveness, she switched hands and continued applying it.


    Her other hand was slightly reddened.


    Connor noticed her reddened palm, his brow furrowing deeply.


    “I can take it from here.” He immediately reached out to take the ice pack.


    Cam, caught off guard, just stared at Connor.


    When his hand touched her fingertips, their skin brushed together, sending a subtle tremor through


    her.


    It was like an electric current, spreading instantly throughout her body.


    Her heartbeat sped up, her cheeks flushing slightly.


    Connor felt the delicate touch, too, his heartbeat seemingly syncing with Cam’s, also racing.


    In the confusion, Cam quickly withdrew her hand.


    For a moment, both were enveloped in silence.


    Connor stared at her, swallowing, his Adam''s apple bobbing.


    “You should go rest in the bedroom,” his voice was low and husky.


    Cam numbly nodded, turning and almost running back to a bedroom.