“You never called her. You changed your phone number and kept your distance.”
Callum glared at her.
“I know you’re busy—busy being with Mr. Mitchell, right?”
Callum spoke out of jealousy.
Camryn had explained that she and Dalton were like siblings; she trusted him deeply.
She hadn’t seen Callum in over two weeks. If he still knew she was with Dalton, it could only mean he was using his influence as the second son of the Yorks to keep tabs on her.
“I just care about you and want to know what you’re doing every day.”
“What can I do? My life is my own, and my choices are my personal matters. They have nothing to do with you. Mr. Callum, please excuse me.”
Camryn didn’t want to argue with Callum at Jasmine’s wedding. Suppressing her anger, she excused herself and walked past him.
Callum turned to watch her leave, then strode forward to catch up after a moment of silence.
Camryn quickened her pace upon hearing his footsteps.
Unfortunately, she was in an unfamiliar place and couldn’t see well; speeding up could lead to a fall.
“Be careful.”
Callum reached out and caught her just before she fell, preventing her from hitting the ground.
Camryn quickly pushed him away before she could regain her balance.
Callum felt slightly irritated. “Are you that afraid of me? I just caught you; I didn’t take advantage of you. Did you really have to push me away so quickly?”
Camryn stepped back, creating distance. As she regained her composure, Callum felt a mix of anger, frustration, and helplessness.
“Thank you, Mr. Callum.”
“Don’t call me that—just call me Callum!”
Camryn
She pursed her lips. Callum felt a bit frustrated and said, “I’ll take you to the bathroom.” “I’m a female,” she replied. Camryn couldn’t accompany him into the restroom. Callum, wearing a serious expression, responded, “I’ll just walk you to the entrance; I won’t go in. I still care about my image.”
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