A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila wrapped her arms tightly around Connor's waist, pressing herself against his back — a back that represented endless comfort and solid support for her.

In that fleeting moment. all her fears and anxieties vanished, leaving only trust and reliance on Connor. Connor gripped the motorcycle’s handlebars. Camila's arms around his waist ignited a flame within him, dispelling any shadows of fear. As the engine roared to life, the motorcycle shot forward like an arrow released fram its bow.

Logan stood by the roadside. His eyes were fixed on the receding figures. He marveled at the power of love, capable of helping Connor overcome years of inner fears, which deeply touched him.

Connor maneuvered the motorcycle through the traffic with agility. Each turn and acceleration was performed with ease.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

His figure weaving through the cars attracted envious glances from those stuck in their vehicles.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital.

Connor steadied the motorcycle and quickly tumed around to help Camila off the back seat. They both sprinted to the ICU entrance.

Upon seeing Camila, Cole stumbled up from the bench. His steps were shaky as he almost fell before her. "Cami, it’s my fault. I didn’t keep a closer eye on Claire.” he choked out.

Camila immediately helped him up, shaking her head slightly. “What's the situation now?”

“I don’t know. The doctors are still trying to save her.” Cole's face was lined with wrinkles that seemed to deepen at that moment, aging him a decade. Rushed footsteps approached, and an elderly doctor in a white coat hurried over followed by several medical staff.

“Dr. Tom is here. Your mom will be alright.” Connor gently squeezed Camila's shoulder.

Camila turned to see Dr. Tom rushing over. His presence brought a hint of hope to the heavy atmosphere.

“Dr. Tom, thank you so much!” Connor extended his hand in gratitude.

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over ten Hours to get here. We'll, settle eur accounts after the rescue,” Dr. Tom said before turning to enter the ward. . to

Camila, Connor, and Cole stood outside the ICU, anxiously waiting.

“Cami, should we notify... some people?” Cole asked.

Camila lowered her head, clutching her phone. After a deep breath, she made the call

The phone was answered, and her grandmother's impatient voice came through. "Why are you calling now? Haven't we made things clear? Camila took a deep breath and said, “Mom... she’s in the hospital, severe pneumonia... the hospital issued a critical condition notice.” There was a long silence on the other end, as if time had stopped

Finally, her grandmother's voice came again, cold and evasive. “I don't have any money! Don’t ask me for money!”

Camila felt a chill. She felt unprecedented disappointment and anger.

She had thought that even if her grandmother was biased, facing her mother’s critical condition would stir some emotion.

However, reality cruelly shattered that illusion.

Camila scoffed, her voice weak. “Your own daughte is being resuscitated i in the hospital, but your first worts are not concern for her! You think that I might ask you { for money? You really are a great mother to my mother!” Content belongs to ©

The other end remained silent.

Camila continued, “If that’s the case, then let's cutzies completely. My mother haswiothing to do with you. anymorecand whatever happens t te you in the future, whether you I live or die, ithas nothing to do with us. Whether we live in poverty ot wealth, iewill nothing to do with yeu or the Mallory family.”