Leon Hayden walked to the sofa, patting the spot beside him.
Camila Walker watched him, Was he asking her to sit there and talk about Clayton Howard's past?
For a moment, Camila stood there dumbfounded, unsure whether to go over or not.
Seeing her motionless, Leon Hayden gently raised his hand, stretching it toward her, "Come here."
Looking at his substantial palm, Camila found herself walking over involuntarily.
Since he had spoken those words just now, her resistance toward him seemed to have gradually worn away, and obediently, she moved closer.
Before she had even reached him, Leon Hayden had reached out and grabbed her, gently pulling her down to sit beside him.
"Tell me about when he draped the coat over you, and also… the words you said at the hotel entrance last time."
Camila lifted her eyes, puzzled, "Which time? What words?"
"The ones like, what if I don't remember you?"
"Do you remember those words?" Camila suddenly lifted her eyelids, looking at him excitedly!