Seeing her put down her bowl and chopsticks, Clayton Howard couldn't help but slightly furrow his brows, "Not eating anymore?"
Camila Walker lifted her eyes, glanced at him, didn't say anything, but instead rose and walked toward the living room.
Upon reaching the living room, Camila Walker headed straight up to the second floor, entered the bathroom, and submerged her entire body in the bathtub.
It seemed only then could she feel a hint of familiarity.
She didn't know how much time had passed, gradually, she actually fell asleep in the bathtub…
"Camila?"
Not until a magnetic voice sounded by her ear did Camila Walker slightly open her eyelids and saw a handsome face before her.
Next second, her eyes widened in alarm, "You, how did you get in?"
Seeing her startled expression, Clayton Howard couldn't help but slightly knit his brows, lifted his left hand, and placed the watch on his wrist in front of her, "You've been bathing for two and a half hours."
