His familiar and handsome face was just inches away, and Nina Adams was stunned, but she seemed to have understood something.
He was drunk and even mistook her for another woman... Camila Walker!
Why did this happen... They had met for only two months, so why had she completely occupied his inner world!
Thinking about this, Nina Adams was filled with unwillingness!
"I... Do I really make you so restless?" She looked at him, her eyes full of pain.
She loved him deeply; from the first time they met, she had fallen deeply in love with him, but now, he was in love with another woman.
"Camila Walker, I have never longed so much to have any woman, and yet you... have succeeded..."
His words were like a cold, sharp sword, deeply piercing Nina Adams' chest.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with agony, yet powerless.
Following that, she felt the man's face getting closer and closer, just two centimeters away from her.