Chapter 54

After hearing all that, Camila didn't even flinch. Her expression stayed as calm as ever-zero emotion, let alone being moved. Prescott's message couldn't be clearer: he'd give her the world, just not his love. Well, since he'd laid it out so plain, why would she keep throwing herself into something so pointless? Better to pull back now, while it was still just a mild crush. At least that way she could walk away without too many scars. Sure, she'd still honor that three-month promise she made-it's not like she'd go back on her word. But that didn't mean she'd let herself fall again for the illusion of him pretending to care. She gave a half-hearted tug at the corner of her lips and said quietly, "It's late. I'm gonna sleep now." After that, she didn't even bother glancing at his reaction. She just lay down on the hospital bed like it was nothing. "Camila, what the hell's that supposed to mean?" Prescott stormed over and sat on the bed, full of anger, eyes locked on her. His dark eyes bu