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Chapter 128
Camila sighed softly, finding it hard to speak, “Erica, I think I might be falling for Connor…” She shared why she went to the hospital for a
check–up.
Erica’s eyes lit up immediately, and she burst into laughter, slapping her thigh and taking a wrong turn.
“You silly goose, why didn’t you come to me, your relationship guru, instead of going to the hospital? Now look, I laughed so hard I took the wrong road!” Erica said, still chuckling.
Camila felt a bit embarrassed by Erica’s words. “I just don’t have much experience…”
“That’s okay. It’s never too late to learn,” Erica comforted her.
“I actually think Connor is quite interested in you, too. Why don’t you just let things flow naturally?”
“But it seems like he doesn’t feel the same way about me…” Camila murmured in response.
Erica looked at her seriously. “He’s stood up for you several times and even offered his apartment for you to stay in. Isn’t that a sign?”
Erica then gave a sly smirk. “Want me to teach you a few tricks?”
Camila managed a weak smile, but her thoughts were scattered like snowflakes, and she was unable to focus. She admitted to herself that she was indeed developing feelings for Connor, a subtle yet intense emotion that was quietly taking root in her heart.
However, her parents‘ failed marriage weighed on her like a heavy stone. She feared making the same mistakes, afraid of falling into the endless cycle of pain and struggle.
Camila changed the subject. “Are you still with that guy?”
Erica scoffed, her face full of disdain. “That guy doesn’t want to work a day in his life. Ever since we got together, he quit his modeling job and just clings to me all the time. He spends my money on meals and shopping. I’m so over it!”
Camila laughed, counting on her fingers. “You’ve had more boyfriends than I can count on both hands.”
Erica laughed heartily. “Just nine, still countable.”
“I wonder if you’ll settle down with the tenth.” Camila joked.
Erica wagged her finger. “No, no, no, I’ll never settle down, I’m an only child, and all my parents‘ wealth will come to me. I’m rich and free. I’m not about to bury myself in the grave of marriage.”
“Don’t speak too soon,” Camila chuckled.
The two continued their lively chat all the way home.
Erica eagerly took out the cupcake ingredients and arranged them on the table.
“Wow, this custom mold is so gorgeous!” Camila picked up a mold engraved with the word “Camila,” examining it closely.
“Of course!” Erica smiled proudly. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
“By the way, Connor’s mom invited me over tomorrow.” Camila suddenly remembered, “It would be nice to bake some cupcakes for her.” “Ooh, sounds like you’re meeting the future mother–in–law,”
Erica teased with a mischievous grin.
“She gave me such an expensive painting. I don’t even know how to thank her.”
“Then marry her son!” Erica continued teasing.
Camila playfully rolled her eyes at her.