Soon, they arrived at Camila's hotel. Ethan parked the car, and Camila gracefully stepped out, turning to face him with a warm smile. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them.Ethan leaned towards the open car window, his voice filled with sincerity. "Camila, I'll come to see you soon. Then we will go to my restaurant, and I'll cook something special for you."Camila's eyes lit up with excitement as she nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful, Ethan. I can't wait to taste your culinary skills."Ethan's gaze held a hint of affection as he replied, "It'll be my pleasure, Camila. I'll make sure it's a memorable experience."With a final wave and a parting smile, Camila bid Ethan goodbye, her footsteps carrying her toward the hotel entrance. Ethan watched her with a mixture of anticipation and longing before gently driving away, his heart filled with the promise of their next encounter.Ethan drove his car down the scenic road leading to his parents' luxurious villa,

Ethan paused for a moment, contemplating Ryan's words. "I understand it seems rushed, but I want to get to know her better. There's something about her that captivates me. I'm willing to give it a chance and see if we connect on a deeper level."With determination in his voice, Ethan assured Ryan that he was committed to making things work with Camila. "I'll take the time to understand her, and hopefully, she'll become my wife someday."Ryan's jaw dropped in disbelief upon hearing Ethan's decision. "Are you out of your mind, Ethan? Did Camila give you some kind of drugs or something?" Ryan blurted out, his concern evident in his voice.Ethan chuckled at his friend's reaction, realizing how incredulous the situation must have sounded. "No, Ryan, she didn't drug me," he replied, shaking his head. "It's just a strong connection I felt with her. I can't explain it, but there's something special about her."Ryan's eyebrows furrowed as he struggled to comprehend Ethan's perspective. "But, E

Ethan and Camila locked eyes across the intimate ambiance of Ethan's restaurant, their gazes magnetically drawn to each other. As Ethan's gaze dipped, his attention fixated on Camila's lips, which seemed to possess an otherworldly allure. Time stood still as he inched closer, their bodies now almost touching, and their faces aligned. In a surge of desire, Ethan took the plunge, pressing his lips against Camila's in a tender yet passionate embrace. A jolt of electrifying energy coursed through Camila's being, her mind and body instantly craving more of Ethan's intoxicating kisses.In a surge of passion, Ethan rose from his seat and boldly captured Camila's lips in a fervent kiss. The intensity of their connection compelled Camila to stand as well, her body instinctively responding to the magnetic pull between them. As their lips remained locked, Ethan pulled her even closer, his arms encircling her waist with a possessive tenderness. With each lingering kiss, their heads tilted and tu

Camila's heart swelled with a bittersweet mix of emotions. She was grateful for the serendipitous reunion, yet a part of her couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for all the lost years. Still, the overwhelming joy of reconnecting with Amelia overshadowed any lingering sadness.After a brief drive, Ethan arrived at the grand Villa, parking his sleek car beneath the shade of a towering oak tree. As he stepped out, the scent of blossoming flowers caressed his senses, and a sense of anticipation filled his heart. With confident strides, he approached the entrance of the Villa, eager to reunite with God knows who.Upon entering, Ethan's eyes scanned the exquisitely decorated living room, taking in the sight of his mother engaged in conversation with a woman who seemed vaguely familiar. As he drew closer, he still couldn't place his head on where he knew the woman from. With a polite smile, Ethan approached his mother and the woman, greeting them warmly.Just then, the sound of approachi

Mr. Whitlock's eyes darted from Ethan to Mr. and Mrs. Adamson, a concerned smile stretching across his face. "I'm so sorry he did that," he apologized, his voice laced with genuine regret. He glanced at Mr. Adamson, who nodded understandingly."Please excuse me," Mr. Whitlock continued, his tone polite but urgent. With a determined expression, he rose from his seat, his footsteps echoing with a hint of frustration as he headed toward the serene sanctuary of the relaxation area. Thoughts swirled in his mind, perplexed by Ethan's inexplicable outburst. "Why would Ethan act like that?" he pondered aloud, the question barely escaping his lips.Anticipating his father's inquisitive nature, Ethan settled into one of the plush chairs in the tranquil relaxation area, fully aware that his dad would inevitably seek him out for an explanation. The soft cushions embraced his weary body, offering a momentary respite from the storm of emotions swirling within him. As he waited, the silence of the r