
"Camila, did you get home?"
"He didn't touch you, did he?"
"If he touches you, it's just a hand, right?"
"What did you guys eat just now? Is your stomach okay?"
"Shall I send something to your side? Or do you need me with you?"
He had not even said anything yet and instantly obtained a barrage of interrogations.
"Why do I feel like I'm the one cheating here?" Camila thoughtlessly threw this joke.
He did not expect that the party opposite the call would respond to this joke "If not cheating, let alone the name? You said yourself that you're still engaged to Frost Harrison, turned me down, but you're openly dating someone else."
The voice rang out as if it harbored so many emotions, making Camila subconsciously call out her name "Gabriel ..."
Gabriel on the other hand, had not expected to listen to such a tone of voice as Camila called out her name. He who had originally walked around in the study room agitated, immediately darted into his own room and jumped into the bed, whispering on the phone "... I'm jealous."
Presumably already quite used to this kind of bashful reaction, Camila simply replied "Oh .... Sorry."
The response just now was completely indifferent, causing Gabriel to repeat his words just now with great emphasis "I'm so jealous, okay?"
Returning to Camila's side, the girl asked something clearly "Are you angry?"
"Mrs. I know we don't have that kind of relationship, but I'm still jealous" the other party replied.
Camila observed the series of lukissn and the urn dominating along the passage, as if it had erased Aiden's whereabouts and gave the impression that there was only her "That's normal, no matter how much you like me."
"I'm surprised you can say this calmly to me, Camila" her tone sounded full of irony.
"Didn't you like me because I'm evil?" He sassyly asked this.
"It's not like that ..."
Opening the door to his room, Camilacamila urged the other party to immediately say his goal "So what's calling these nights?"
"Not everything needs a reason."
"You miss me?" He had no intention of spoiling this person at all.
"Mrs."
This answer sounded a bit strange, as if camila could see the bashful Gabriel directly.
He hung up his handbag and replied "We just met this afternoon, Gabriel."
There was a rustling sound of cloth from across the call, followed by Gabriel's awkward voice "But we haven't seen each other for three years."
"Oh ..." There was quite a rattling sound as she said this, Camila guessed that Gabriel must have been misbehaving and was rolling on the bed.
The rustling sound just now instantly diminished in intensity as Gabriel called out "Camila?"
"Hm?"
"Now you're alone in Blazemoche's mansion, right?"
Capturing the intent of this conversation, the girl rebutted "Not really."
"Aiden and Chester are living together, aren't you lonely?" Gabriel is still trying his luck.
Not wanting the atmosphere to be awkward, Gabriel smartly switched the conversation "By the way are you and Lance talking about it?"
"Mrs."
"the results?" He was really curious whether Lance had already gotten results in such a fast time.
"Nothing, just an assumption based on chance. Still need a process."
"... Have you told Fiona?"
Gabriel's voice caught by him somehow became more and more fluid, but he just thought that maybe the other party wasn't talking while holding his phone "After you close the call, of course."
".... I'll put together an agenda for the day after tomorrow, call me if. You ... like musical theater?"
This time his voice even had a pause in a few words, but he once again did not take the dizzy and suggested "I want to try the backstreet."
It means dating like a regular person.
Gabriel had a fairly long pause before successfully responding with a "... Mn. Then I'll pick you up at the back gate of Blazemoche, make sure not to flashy."
"I want ice cream" Camila suggested this.
"Then remember to take your medicine first ... Are we going to make a reservation at the restaurant for lunch? How about ... if it's a picnic?"
"Don't, too much trouble. Don't you have a college schedule or a business meeting?" She felt the need to ask this because Gabriel's voice was so unnatural at this moment, Camila could even hear his breathing sound that was quite fast and heavy.
".... I'll finish everything tomorrow, so the day after tomorrow ... We can focus on each other. Want me to put our dating agenda together? Or ... would we try to make it together?"
"Let's put it together, just call me if you have any preferences. For now I can only say that I want ice cream and meat."
"...."
Not getting any answers for two minutes, Camila asked impatiently "Gabriel, are you still there?"
"Uh."
"What's with your voice?" Why did gabriel answer him with such a long sigh?
"...." - ".There was no answer, again there was only the rustling sound of a cloth that he thought was a blanket.
"Gabriel?"
"......."
"Gabriel?"
"Sorry, I'm a little tired today. You still have to call Fiona, right? Rest" gabriel finally replied, his breath
"Oh. Good night."
Gabriel turned off the phone call and with mixed feelings saw the mess he had just made, his silver hair moved gently as he silently cleared 'TKP'.
Ruffling her own hair, she felt even more uncomfortable despite finishing the call "Gabriel, you are not an animal ... But what have you done?"
With a shunt step, he walked towards the bathroom and washed his hands "This ... Normal, right?"
"... I think I'm an animal."
He came to this conclusion for himself.