Chapter 17 "Treyton, and you still claim you're not despicable!..." Camila raised her hand to slap him, but he caught her wrist. "Calm down first, let me finish, okay?" Treyton softened his voice to coax her. Only then did Camila relax her hand, still watching him warily. "Explain yourself." "Here's the thing." Treyton exhaled, "I was originally trying to run away from my wedding, but I ran into you halfway. To save you, I couldn't escape the marriage." Camila frowned slightly. She recalled the words she heard before she fainted. He really was running away. He was also the one who brought her to the hospital and arranged the best treatment for her. "So, you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend to help you get out of this engagement?" "Exactly!" Treyton snapped his fingers and pressed his palms together. "Camila, please help me out." Camila hesitated for a moment, met his sincere gaze, and finally nodded. "One month. Once I repay your favor, we're even." With that agreement, she became Treyton's contract girlfriend for one month. During that month, they attended various events together, working in perfect harmony. But Treyton was nothing like she had imagined. He tried every possible way to make her happy, taking her to do everything she wanted. He drove a convertible to take her for a ride along the beach. He crossed mountains with her to chase sunsets. He even told her stories about every constellation. He was like a blazing flame, warming her and making her smile again after a long time. 0.0 % 09:05 Even when the champagne tower at a banquet collapsed unexpectedly, he shielded her in his arms right away. Even though his own back was cut and bleeding from the glass, he still asked with concern if she was hurt. So, she completely helped him solve the problem with his fiancée. As for the method... Camila recalled the scene where the other woman slapped Treyton while crying and cursed him as a bastard, and she guiltily touched her nose. Now, seeing Treyton feeding her so nonchalantly, she muttered under her breath, "Did you put poison in this...?" "What did you say?" Treyton asked. "Nothing." Camila shook her head. As she bit into the meat, she frowned from the heat. "Is it hot?" Treyton immediately held his palm to her mouth. "Spit it out, I'll catch it." Camila froze, staring blankly at his well-defined hand, her fingers curling slightly. "Why are you just standing there? Spit it out, quick." Treyton looked worried. At that moment, Camila met his gaze, her heart pounding wildly. In the end, she pressed her lips together, swallowed the meat, and calmed her chaotic feelings. "Not hot anymore?" Treyton quickly poured her a glass of juice. Camila drank quietly, her emotions complicated. For some reason, when Treyton reached out to her without hesitation, her heart beat so fast. What a strange feeling. "Treyton." "Cami." They called each other's names at the same time. Camila was stunned. "What's wrong?" Treyton's expression was a bit awkward too. "Tomorrow is the last day of our contract. Come to this address tonight, I have something to tell you." 42.0 % 09:05 "Oh, okay." Camila swallowed and nodded. She was absent-minded all afternoon. As evening approached, she quickly put on makeup and changed into a new dress she had just bought. For some reason, she felt inexplicably excited, and there was a faint... sense of anticipation. However, just as she stepped out the door, a forceful grip caught her wrist and pinned her against the wall. "Cami..." A familiar voice sounded in front of her. When Camila saw who it was, her expression changed instantly. It was Zachary! 85.7 %