Cupid's Arrow hit me hard! novel Chapter 1289

Chapter 1289

Camryn and her aunt had an idea of who fed her the poison, but they had no hard evidence.

Ten years ago, Camryn was only a sixteen–year–old teenager. Since her aunt had married and moved out of the city, she could rarely come back to her family home. They could not find proof against the poisoner.

All Camryn knew was that her aunt got into a fight with her stepfather. Her aunt left in tears after her stepfather slapped her. Since then, her aunt always stayed at Wiltspoon Hotel whenever she was back in the city. She had not stepped foot into the Newmans‘ residence.

Callum commented, “You have a positive outlook on life.”

Camryn faintly replied, “What can I do? Will crying help me see again?

“No matter what happens, I need to face and accept reality.”

Impressed, Callum uttered, “Not bad. I like the way you think.”

With a straight face, Camryn asked, “What time is it, Mr. Callum? We should go and have dinner if it’s time.”

One employee had gone out to make a floral delivery while the other stayed behind to watch the shop.

The employees could not take their eyes away from Callum.

They would talk among themselves about the York boys‘ good looks being true when they found out who Callum was. Their beautiful genes were not just rumors.

Callum seemed to look out for their boss too. Camryn mentioned Callum brought business to the shop even though he only came around twice or thrice.

The two employees had teased Camryn, saying Callum had a crush on her. Camryn never took the comments to heart even though she suspected it herself.

She refused to believe Callum had real feelings for her. It must be a novelty for him since this was his first encounter with a blind person..

This was where Callum lost the plot. Camryn was Mrs. Newman’s biological child. How could she play favorites to this extent? She was cruel to the oldest child and doted on the youngest.

It was said that Mr. Newman, her uncle and stepfather, was nicer to Camryn than Mrs. Newman as the mother was.

Mrs. Newman caught sight of a luxury sedan parked nearby when she got out of the car. It belonged to Callum.

“Are you here to buy flowers, mister? Who is it for? I’ll get it wrapped up for you.”

Mrs. Newman entered the shop and walked into Camryn talking to a tall guy.

Callum played along. “I want a bouquet of roses for my fiancée. I’m looking at ninety–nine roses. Please bundle them up for me. I want to take it with me in a bit.”

“Sure.”