Chapter 141

Camila's face instantly went pale, and her chest tightened with a dull, throbbing ache that nearly knocked the air out of her lungs. That sweet little nickname. That syrupy, half-playful tone-yeah, it didn't sound like something casual. The suspicions she'd buried deep came rushing back all at once, crashing into her like a wave, making it hard for her to breathe. Back at the Imperial Crest Hotel, the way Prescott had looked at her-like he was seeing someone else-could it have been the same woman who just called? Was that look meant for her? There was a pause, and the woman's voice came through the phone again, a bit frantic now. "Prescott? Are you still there? Hey..." Camila hit the end call button, her nose stinging as tears rolled down before she even realized. "...Camila, don't cry." His big, warm hands reached over to gently wipe her cheeks, fumbling to chase away the tears. But the more he tried, the harder they fell, like some dam just gave out. Prescott started to panic, his ow