Chapter 1375: Chapter 1375: He Doesn’t Eat Here

The doorknob of the Bedroom turned gently.

Clayton Howard entered. The familiar room, the familiar everything. It had been five years, and he had been here before, but at that time, he had remembered nothing.

His gaze swept across the Inside Room, yet he didn’t see Camila Walker.

His handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, he turned his head and then saw that slender figure standing on the balcony.

Gazing at the Night Sky engulfed by darkness, Camila stood on the balcony, her hand on the railing, her face pensive.

Suddenly, a feeling of chest tightness came over her, causing her to slightly furrow her beautiful eyebrows, and subconsciously, she turned around wanting to go back Inside Room.

However, just as she turned around, a tall dark shadow suddenly appeared before her eyes. In an instant, it gave her a sense of horror, she gasped for breath, and the intense discomfort was also scared away!

Seeing her suddenly frightened expression, Clayton was also slightly taken aback, and a feeling of pity quickly rose from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that his sudden appearance had startled her.

Clayton was about to say something, but Camila passed by him and headed straight for the Inside Room.

“Camila.”

Hearing the low voice Behind her, Camila paused, stopping right there.

But following that, she still took steps, opened the Room door, and walked out.

The two went Downstairs together, and Mrs. Beckham had already set the chopsticks ready.

Seeing both of them enter the Restaurant at the same time, Belinda Howard on the dining chair was extremely excited!

“Daddy, Mommy! Mealtime!”

Camila came over, then lowered her line of sight, glanced at the bowl and chopsticks on the Dining Table Top, then raised her head and said to Mrs. Beckham, “Mrs. Beckham, did you prepare an extra set of bowl and chopsticks?”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Beckham was momentarily stunned, then she lowered her head and looked at the three sets of bowl and chopsticks on the Dining Table Top.

There’s no extra…

“Mrs., isn’t it exactly three…”

“He won’t be eating here.” Before Mrs. Beckham could speak, Camila directly interrupted her.

Mrs. Beckham was taken aback for a moment and then raised her Eyelid, looking at Clayton standing nearby.

Watching her sit down by herself and take care of her Daughter during the meal, Clayton gave Mrs. Beckham a slight smile, and then pulled out a dining chair and sat down as well, directly facing Camila across the table!

“When did you become so shameless? I didn’t even invite you, and you have the nerve to stay for a meal?” lifting her head, Camila looked somewhat displeased at the man in front of her.

“This is my Home, why do I need an invitation to stay for a meal?” he looked at her, his face naturally entitled.

For a moment, Camila found herself at a loss for words.

This place was indeed his home.

Regardless of what he had done to her, it was undeniable that he was indeed the Master of this Villa!

Lifting her eyes, looking at the man in front of her, a flicker of pain crossed Camila’s eyes, “Five years, you come and go as you please, why?”

Seeing the sudden pain flood her eyes, Clayton felt a jolt in his heart, as if something had twisted his Chest.

“I will never leave again.” After a long time, he finally spoke out.

He would never leave her again.

Yet Camila couldn’t help but reveal a cold smile, “Really? You don’t find me disgusting anymore?”

Hearing this, Clayton’s heart suddenly jerked, the words stabbing into his Chest like a thorn.

He could not imagine how heartbroken she must have been in South Korea when he had said those words to her.

“Camila, you know I don’t care about those things.” He looked at her, his expression calm, his deep eyes now filled with tenderness.