At this moment, she just wanted to slap herself on the face.

She couldn't believe she had actually wanted to confess her love to that bastard.

“He is my enemy!" she muttered to herself under her breath, sneering in disdain. "I must be out of my goddamned mind. How could I like the man who killed my child?"

“Ma‘am?" The driver Looked at her from the rearview mirror warily.

He heard her talking to herself and couldn't help but find it strange. "I'm fine," Camila said with a forced smile, repressing her emotions.