A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila asked Connor softly, “Haven't you eaten yet?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Connor replied with a pitiful look. “My mom knew I was home resting but didn't think to bring me any food.”

“She probably thought you were sleeping,” Camila chuckled, picking up her phone to order some food. “I'll get us some delivery.” Connor grabbed her phone. “I'm net hungry.”

“You have to eat,” Camila insisted, retrieving her phone from his grasp. “Anything in particular you feel like having?”

“Whatever you order is fine by me,” Connor said, sitting down beside her, quietly waiting.

Camila gently tapped Connor's forehead, then seriously began to choose from the delivery options

The lunch arrived quickly, and Connor ate earnestly, continuously praising the food Camila had ordered.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Then it was visiting time.

Camila changed into a sterile suit and pushed the door open to enter. The hospital room was so quiet that only the ticking of the machinery could be heard, and the air was filled with an indefinable sense of oppression

Camila walked over to her mother’s side, quietly observing her calm and pallid sleeping features, which looked much improved from before. She held her mother’s hand and whispered, "Mom, you need to get better soon.”

She sniffled, managing a smile. “Mom, you know what? Connor has been really good to me, taking care of me. You don't need to worry about me. Just get better, and we'll all be fine. From now on, it’s going to be good days ahead

After a brief visit, Camila saw Cole looking eagerly from outside the door and smiled. “Mom’s condition has improved a lot. She’ll be out of here in no time.”

Cole nodded vigorously, quickly wiping his eyes. “She'll get through this.” In the following days, Connor didn't return to the office. The lounge had become his workspace

Naturally, Camila also canceled her planned leave, working alongside Connor in the lounge.

That day, Claire finally opened her eyes, awakening from her coma.

“Mom, you're awake!” Camila exclaimed, gripping her mother’s hand, with tears swirling in her eyes.

She had waited so long for this moment, and the joy of seeing her mother awake was indescribable.

“Are you feeling okay anywhere?” Cole asked excitedly, unsure where to put his hands.

Claire gently shook her head, smiling at them, “I’m fine, sorry to have worried you.” Her voice was weak.

She looked at the unfamiliar man by the bed and asked softly, “And who is this?

Connor stepped forward, smiling and nodding at Claire. "Hi, I'm Connor, Camila’s friend.”

“It's thanks to Mr. Connor here that you received such good treatment,” Cole said, gratefully patting Connor’s shoulder.

Connor modestly smiled, “I just did what needed to be done.”

“The person I worry about most is Cami. I fear that after I'm gone, there'll bend one to look after my precious@irl.” Tears welled in - Claire's eyes as she looked at <> Congér and Camila. Her voice choked. “It’s wonderful. lyCami Had found a man.”

Camila tightened her grip on her mother's hand, nodding. “From now on, OUF “days will be good dayssand your reed to stay healthy!" Gontent >"

Claire gradually recovered. The breathing machine was removed, ~ and after half a month in the_ o hospital, she was finally discharged.

As Camila handled the discharge procedures, she felt a bit anxious.

After settling the last hospital bill, she had fifty thousand left, unsure if it would be enough