357.Chapter 357

In the second half, Camilla pushed Desmond away with all her strength. "You're rushing things, and I don't like it. I'm leaving."

Desmond pulled her into his arms from behind, his lips brushing softly against her delicate neck. "I'm sorry. I messed up."

Camilla stayed silent, her emotions tangled.

He gently swept her hair aside and continued kissing down her neck, his voice low and full of regret.