Chapter 1378: Chapter 1378: A Heart That Cannot Be Hidden

“Camila, can we talk, please?”

“I don’t want to talk!”

“I do.”

Camila stopped in her tracks as she was about to get into bed, suddenly turned around, and looked at the man before her, “What do you want to talk about? Your fiancee? About why you forgot about me these past five years? About how Belinda and I have been living? That’s right, I can’t bring myself to love other men, nor can I truly bring myself to hate you. In my heart, you’re unmatched, but I just can’t accept it… Why should I act as if nothing happened and accept you coming back to me after you hurt me so? But if I don’t accept you, my heart will hurt… I don’t know–”

Her voice came to an abrupt halt. Camila prattled on as if venting the unease in her heart.

However, before she could finish, she felt a strong hand reach out, pulling her into a warm, sturdy chest…

“What can I do to make you forgive me?” a low voice asked from above her head, filled with a touch of sorrow and pity.

Leaning against his broad chest, Camila’s tears silently fell.

“I don’t know, I just can’t accept it…”

Clayton hugged her tighter, and his deep voice rose again, “I will never leave you and Belinda again. Trust me, please.”

Listening to his words, Camila sobbed in his arms, choking up, “I don’t want to trust you, your words mean nothing…”

Before, he had also said he would never forget her, but in the end, he had still forgotten her.

“This time, it won’t happen again, I promise.” He let her go and lifted her small face, his thumb gently rubbing away the tears on her cheeks.

Camila lifted her tearful eyes, she knew deep down that this man loved her.

If it wasn’t for the memory loss, he wouldn’t have hurt her.

“You promise.”

“Uh-huh.”

Looking into the sincerity of his eyes, in an instant, all of Camila’s defenses fell apart. She suddenly stretched her arms around his neck and began to sob, her crying voice echoing behind his ear, “Clayton… I really missed you, I missed you so much…”

Listening to her voice, feeling her continuously sobbing body, Clayton closed his eyelids and held her even tighter, as if afraid she would disappear if he loosened his grip.

The night grew deeper.

On the bed, Camila’s sobs gradually ceased, watching her serene sleeping face, Clayton tucked her in, and after taking a bath in the bathroom, he too lay down on this large bed they hadn’t shared for five years.

The next day.

Early morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, falling on the pale yellow bedding.

As soon as Camila opened her eyes, she saw the man staring right back at her.

Last night, he had done nothing…

“Did you sleep well?” Raising his hand, he gently brushed her fair cheek, Clayton smiled lightly, his tone infinitely gentle.

Camila nodded her head then asked, “What time is it?”

“8:30.”

“…” 8:30?!

Camila leaped out of bed in shock, glanced at the clock, and indeed, it was already 8:30 in the morning!

What happened? Normally she should have woken up earlier, why did she sleep in so late today?

“I’m going to be late!”

Even though it was her own company, Camila was very punctual, arriving half an hour early every day unless a special circumstance arose.

Getting out of bed and walking to the wardrobe, she began to change her clothes. Then something occurred to her, she turned her head to look at Clayton, “Where’s Belinda? Shouldn’t she be at school?”