The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

Camille looked up at him, but he was still holding her in the same position, and she couldn't tell what he was really thinking.

"No." Victor said in a low voice: "Do you want to come with me?"

Victor may have used up all his strength to deal with this.

"Where can we go?" Camille asked the man curiously.

Victor didn't answer her, as if all this was unknown.

Camille said: "We can't get married if we don't have a wedding."

"We can have the wedding as usual, but I don't want to go." Victor still expressed his thoughts.

There really was a fear in Victor's heart, slowly, silently, and always in his heart.

But he never said it out loud.

"You don't want to swear to love me forever, do you?" Camille asked him.

Although she had attempted to escape once, she didn't know Victor at that time.

I don’t know he will become the person I like!

At that time, she was angry about arranged marriages.

But the second time, he discovered that the person was someone he had met many times and even slept with several times.

It was also during the conversation that I felt that I was getting along well with that person, and I was pleasantly surprised and astonished.

"I want to, but I..." Victor was a little flustered and didn't know how to tell her.

"Sure enough, the one who understands you best is Lucy!" Camille said to him with a hint of jealousy.

The man who was going to be her husband was not the one who knew her best.

"What does it have to do with her?" Victor asked Camille curiously.

He distanced himself from Camille, his eyes filled with questioning and misunderstanding.

He also didn't know why Camille told him this at this time.

Camille looked into his eyes, the same eyes that had once made her fall in love with him.

It still attracts her eyes now.

"She told me that you would panic. Looking at you now, I understand. I can make a choice, right?" Camille asked him doubtfully, wanting to confirm Victor's thoughts.

In fact, she still wanted to discuss it with Victor. After all, she also loved this man, at least for now.

Victor was silent, feeling indescribable fear and anxiety.

His eyes dropped downwards, and he didn't know how to face her.

Yes, he was afraid of that kind of atmosphere, when everyone was staring at him.

I remembered the many oaths my father made to different women.

And the oath he would take when questioned by the priest, and the "I do" he would say.

"Can you stay with me? I really want a complete wedding!" Camille asked Victor.

There was a pleading desire and sad pleas in her eyes. She might also be afraid that Victor would tell her that he didn't want to.

Victor just nodded, but his whole body seemed to be shaking with anxiety.

Camille hugged him, still trying to calm him down, and it seemed like she succeeded.

She managed to get Victor to stay and perform the ceremony with her.

"Do you want to come in and take a nap?" Camille asked Victor in a gentle tone.