I looked at the two of them, practically glued together and spoke in a calm, indifferent tone. "Is that so? Is that really what happened?"
Perhaps not expecting me to continue pressing, a trace of guilt flashed in Camila’s eyes. She tried to push Mateo away and reached out to grab my hand.
"Honey, of course! When have I ever lied to you?"
Camila was about to say more, but suddenly, Mateo beside her started dry heaving.
"Honey, look at how drunk Mateo is. I promised my sister I would get him home safely. I’ll take him back first and we can talk when we get home."
With that, Camila hurriedly supported Mateo and left, not even sparing me another glance.
I watched their figures disappear into the distance, feeling as if my heart was tightly gripped by an invisible hand, suffocating me.
"You guys continue drinking, I need to step outside for some air."
I turned to face Luca, whose face was full of concern. I forced a smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes.
As soon as I stepped out of the bar, my eyes immediately caught sight of Camila and Mateo not far away.
At that moment, the two of them were leaning against the car, tightly embraced, kissing passionately.
Their fragmented conversation reached my ears.
"Mateo, why are you pretending to be drunk?"
"I’m pretending to be drunk because I like you and I want to get closer to you."
"After what just happened, you still dared to come close to me? Don’t do that again next time."
"What’s the big deal? Didn’t you say you only love me?"
I watched as Mateo picked Camila up around the waist and the two of them got into the car together.
My phone suddenly rang in my pocket. Trembling, I took it out and saw that the message came from the security system on my phone.
It seemed that Camila had been in such a hurry to leave today that she, who usually only drives her own car, was now driving mine.
Not long after I bought the car, I had encountered an incident where someone had tried to break into it and steal from it.
At that time, when Camila found out about the attempted break-in, she hugged me with red eyes, saying she wanted to install surveillance cameras on the car. She said she was worried about me and wanted to ensure my safety.
On the day the cameras were being installed, Camila had something come up and couldn’t make it, so the system was directly linked to my phone.