A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor was struck by a sudden rush of joy, electrifying him from head to heart.

Excitement sparkled in his eyes, and his lips curved into a broad smile as he repeatedly murmured.

"Is Camila jealous?

She saw me give a necklace to someone else, and she got mad!

So that's it... Hahaha."

Rita rolled her eyes at him, unamused.

Was this the brother she had known for over twenty years?

Right now, he seemed utterly foolish!

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?" The excitement on Connor's face was unmistakable as he turned to Rita in confusion.

Rita sighed, pointing at his heart.

"I guessed she might be jealous, but cover your heart and think clearly. What are your feelings towards Camila?"

Connor clutched his racing heart, feeling his pulse quicken, a moment of clarity washing over him. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

His eyes slightly reddened, and his hands clasped tightly together.

He couldn't contain his desire to see her and wanted to rush to her side immediately.

His longing was overwhelming.

Rita couldn’t help but smile at his expression, both outwardly and inwardly.

Her emotionally oblivious brother had finally recognized his special feelings for Camila.

Perhaps the two of them could soon be together.

She scoffed at herself wistfully.

Would she and Logan ever have their day?

Her spirits dampened.

"I'm going back. I can't stand to see you acting so stupid anymore."

Connor, in high spirits, didn’t take it to heart, his smile unwavering.

Rita left, and

the more Connor thought about it in his study, the more thrilled he became.

Grabbing his suit jacket, he strode out of the study, his steps quickening until he was almost running down the stairs.

He nearly bumped into Emily.

"What’s the rush?" Emily frowned slightly.

"Mom, I'm heading back." In his excitement, Connor hugged Emily tightly.

Emily was completely baffled, staring at his grinning face.

"Weren’t you staying the night and going back tomorrow?"

Connor hugged Emily again, his grin reaching his ears.

"I’ll stay with you next time."

Then, he sprinted toward the front door.

Emily stood still, turning to a servant beside her. "Has he been possessed? He’s acting so strangely."

The servant nodded repeatedly.

***

Humming a tune, Connor walked briskly along the road.

The garden flowers swayed gently in the breeze. Each resembled Camila’s radiant face as if smiling at him.

The driver pulled the car up to the front.

Connor settled into the car, trying to calm his excitement, and casually said, "To Belleview Heights."

"Right away." The car started.

As the scenery outside the window passed by, a wave of nervousness surged through Connor.

As he approached Belleview Heights, his anticipation grew.

He couldn’t wait to see Camila, to hold her tightly in his arms.

The next turn would take him there.

At that moment, his heart was taut with tension.

He glanced at his watch. It was past eleven.

Visiting her now might disturb her rest.

Connor cleared his throat and told the driver, "Back to Cedarhill Estate."

His voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, slightly surprised.

Mr. Connor was in a great mood today. Something good must have happened on this trip back to the old family estate.

Back at Cedarhill Estate,

Connor didn’t go straight to his room to rest but instead paced on the balcony.

His emotions were still in a fervor as if a fire were burning inside his chest.