Chapter 1183 He Didn't Want Her

Simon's face darkened, and he gave Camilla a displeasing look. She was indeed drunk. Her face was flushed with a rosy tint, and her usually distant eyes were half-closed, adding a touch of cuteness to her. With her body draped on the couch, Camilla looked like a cute bunny, her posture silently beckoning for someone to pet her. Simon instinctively reached for a cigarette but found his pocket empty. It suddenly dawned on him that he had smoked them all. Simon grew even more irritated. He studied Camilla for a moment before laughing. "Then, how will you go back?" Camilla's mind was occupied by images of Jayden as she mumbled, "Kylie … call Kylie …" His gentleness, indifference, smile, and willful torment—everything about him kept replaying in her mind, causing her heart to throb uncontrollably. It was over. They were over. Wasn't she supposed to be happy? She longed for a love that was reciprocated. However, their love had always been one-sided. She needed money, and he happe