Chapter 012

Leander finally went to meet Camila, who had been waiting for him. He saw the frustration in her eyes. With concern on his face, he asked softly, “Am I late?”

Letting out a nervous sigh and a deep smirk, Camila said, her lips pursed in dissatisfaction, “You knew you were late. Ahh, I’ve been here for the past thirty minutes”

“My apologies. I don't have a watch or a phone, which is why I was late,” Leander muttered, a warm look in his eyes. However, he was still skeptical. Was this truly the same Camila who had insulted him for being poor and chosen a rich campus playboy over him? The one who had called him a loser? Memories flooded Leander’s mind, causing him pain and filling him with anger. Despite feeling humiliated and on a suicide mission, he ultimately chose to hear what Camila had to say after reflecting on it.

“Oh… no problem. Honestly, I don't dispute that,” Camila responded, her voice trailing off with confidence. She raised her head, searching for the right words.

“Ca