A One Night Stand With My Boss

“Could it have fallen somewhere? I’m sorry, I was in a hurry and didn’t check properly.”

“Okay, thank you.” Camila hung up the phone, staring blankly ahead.

She slowly stood up and walked out of the security room.

Camila returned to the dressing room and found the cleaning lady's information.

“If you happen to find my necklace while cleaning, could you please give me a call?”

The lady agreed cheerfully.

Camila sat quietly in the makeup chair, feeling a void in her heart.

She touched her bare neck.

With the loss of the necklace, it was time to end this unrequited love and let go of these hopeless feelings.

She sighed deeply, then gathered herself and changed back into her business attire.

Despite the turmoil inside, she maintained a calm facade.

She exited the dressing room and headed toward her workspace.

The grand opening event was still underway, and everything was proceeding smoothly.

She focused intently on every detail, ensuring everything went according to plan.

She breathed a sigh of relief only when the store closed for the night.

“Camila, thank you for today,” a colleague from the planning department said appreciatively.

“I heard Mr. Connor left right after the ribbon-cutting,” her colleague added, observing Camila’s expression tentatively.

Camila nodded slightly, saying little.

Her heart felt clogged. She was struggling to breathe.

With the event over, Camila’s work was temporarily paused.

She quietly packed her things, preparing to leave.

***

Connor sat alone in his dimly lit office, his gaze empty as he stared out into the night.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a melancholy shadow on his somber face.

His fingers trembled slightly, holding a cigarette.

Wisps of smoke drifted from his mouth, slowly dispersing in the air.

The ashtray before him was filled with cigarette butts, each seemingly carrying his anguish.

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His thoughts couldn’t stray from Camila, and he couldn’t focus on his work at all.

His eyes occasionally flicked to Camila’s empty desk.

Connor’s heart was filled with loss. His world suddenly felt empty and lonely.

Camila had a boyfriend.

She didn’t even care about the necklace he gave her and casually discarded it.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, a bitter taste rising in his throat.

How could she be jealous?

'Connor, how foolish of you.

You thought there was something special between you and Camila.

She doesn’t even like you.'

And with that, he got the necklace in his pocket and threw it into the trash bin.

At that moment, his heart also felt as if it were thrown away, mercilessly discarded.

***

“Alan, has Mr. Connor not signed yet?” a colleague asked.

Alan shook his head gently.

The colleagues looked at each other. Mr. Connor was always decisive and highly efficient at work, but today he was off.

“Should we remind Mr. Connor?” one suggested.

Alan frowned slightly. “Let’s wait a bit.”

He knew of Connor’s feelings for Camila.

Such feelings were unprecedented in his past experiences. Even when Haylie got engaged, Connor hadn’t felt as tormented as he did now.

He finally truly fell for someone, only to be a step too late.