Chapter 267


    Cam smiled gently, nodding her agreement, “Okay.”


    Outside in the tree-lined streets of the neighborhood, the avenue was deserted, leaving only them to walk slowly along the path.


    The streetlights elongated their shadows, as if to blend them into the silent hues of the night.


    In November’s Fairmount, the night air was already cool. The breeze rustled through the leaves with a whispering sound.


    Connor slipped off his suit jacket and draped it gently over Cam’s shoulders.


    “It''s a bit chilly tonight. Don''t catch a cold,” Connor said softly.


    “Mhm.” Cam tightened the jacket around her, instantly enveloped by Connor''s warm scent.


    Connor spoke up. “Truthfully, I''m quite a dull person. My biggest hobby used to be racing.”


    “Racing?” Cam asked, surprised. She never imagined that thisposed and reserved CEO before her could have such a fervent passion.


    Connor nodded. “Yeah, motorcycles,” he said with a smile, adding, “Unexpected, right?”


    Cam nodded. "I''ve never seen you ride a motorcycle.”


    “I had an ident once, got quite shaken up, and never rode again,” Connor said. His tone was slightly somber.


    He sighed lightly, managing a smile, “That’s all in the past for me now.”


    A trace of sadness flickered in Cam’s eyes. She wanted to ask about the ident, but as the words reached her lips. she hesitated. She didn’t


    want to make Connor relive those unhappy memories or to salt his wounds.


    Connor seemed to notice Cam''s hesitation and conflict. He smiled lightly, breezily saying, “I was in the hospital for half a year, but I''ve fully


    recovered.”


    Cam’s eyes slightly lowered, and a surge of indescribable empathy rose within her.


    A half-year in the hospital was no minor issue.


    Suddenly, Connor’s voice was close to her ear. “Feeling sorry for me?” He leaned in, smiling slightly.


    “That''s all behind me now,” he said, wrapping an arm around Cam’s shoulders seriously.


    Cam watched him, and her empathy deepened.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Just then, a phone rang, breaking the warm atmosphere between them. Cam blinked, then answered the call.


    “Craig, I''m just near home, alright...” she responded.


    When he heared the name “Craig,” a flicker of alertness passed through Connor''s eyes.


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    Cam was his, and no one could take her away!


    After Cam hung up the phone,


    Connor-said close to her ear, his


    Voice tinged with a hint of jealousy.


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    Cam paused, then mischievously blinked at Connor. “Craig? He’s someone very important.”


    This answer caught Connor off-guard, nearly driving him mad.


    Cam recalled a funny past event, so her smile grew wider. "He could be considered your rival...’s son.”


    Connor froze, and a rush of confusion filled his mind. What did she mean? He had a rival of that age?


    “Aren''t you trying to be my dad?” Cam teased. “Craig’s dad is pursuing my mom.


    It took a moment for Connor to


    grasp theSituation, and his jealousy


    and tension dissipated after a few


    seconds, Heughed awkwardly,


    scratching his head. “Oh, sofe''s sort


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    Cam couldn''t help but burst intoughter. “I need to go back now. Craig brought me something.”


    A hint of reluctance shed in Connor’s eyes. "I''ll walk you home.”