Cam''s face rxed when she heard the price, letting out a sigh of relief. She brightened up, a yful grin spreading across her face.


    "Phew, I was so worried! If that bracelet had cost thousands, I''d be too scared to wear it. I''d be heartbroken if I scratched it."This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    Connor watched her mischievous expression and couldn''t resist giving her nose a gentle pinch, chuckling. "Silly girl, it''s just jewelry. Nothing is worth more than you." Cam nodded, her face glowing with a sweet smile.


    Connor gazed at her for a few moments. "Can I get a hug?" he asked, arms open wide, yfully whining, "I need to recharge."


    Camughed, shaking her head.


    Connor raised an eyebrow, stretched out his arms, and pulled her into a warm embrace, lowering his head to softly kiss her neck. Cam felt a tingling sensation shoot through her body. She pushed lightly against Connor, surprised, her cheeks turning pink.


    "Connor!"


    He didn''t stop, leaving a visible mark on her neck before he finally pulled away, looking satisfied.


    Cam red at him, slightly annoyed. "What are you doing?"


    Connor released her, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. He found her slightly angry expression utterly adorable.


    Cam shot him a look and headed to the bathroom. In front of the mirror, she saw the mark on her neck left by Connor. She felt a mix of annoyance and a strange sweetness. When Cam came out of the bathroom, Connor was leaning against the wall, looking smug.


    Cam opened her mouth to scold him but sighed instead. Connor was acting like a lovestruck teenager.


    She wrinkled her nose. "I''m heading out."


    She opened the lounge door,


    covering the mark on her neck with her hand, and returned to her desk. Without concealer to hide the mark, she wrapped a scarf around her neck several times. She checked herself in a mirror to make sure the mark waspletely covered, then finally rxed.


    Lunchtime flew by.


    Wearing her scarf while typing at her keyboard, a colleague from finance walked over with some documents and asked in surprise.


    "Cam, the office is pretty warm with the heating on. Why are you still wearing a scarf?"


    Cam touched the scarf, smiling awkwardly. "Really? I just feel a bit chilly."


    "You might be a bit run-down; you need to take care of yourself," the colleague said, concern in his eyes. "I have a great recipe for a nourishing dish. I''ll bring it next week for you to try."


    Cam quickly waved her hands. "Thanks, but there''s no need. I''m not great at cooking. I think soaking my feet in hot water will help."


    "Oh, soaking your feet is a good idea too," her colleague nodded, then handed her the documents. "Could you please get Mr. Connor to sign these?"


    Cam took the documents with a smile.


    Entering Congor''s office, she handed him the documents. Connor looked up at Cam, his gaze lingering on her scarf for a moment before he continged reading the document, a yful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.


    Cam red at him.


    After reviewing the document, Connor signed his name and handed it back to Cam. "I''ve reviewed the document, everything looks fine," he said softly. Then, he smiled. "It''s Friday, and traffic might be bad. Let''s grab a casual dinner at the mall downstairs before I take you home."


    "Okay," Cam answered, taking the documents and leaving the office.