Chapter 1038: All I Want Is for You to Be Presentable in the Hall

After setting two plates of breakfast on the table, Clayton Howard couldn't help but walk over to Camila Walker, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Does your hand still hurt?" He sat down, took her reddened hand to check it, and though it was still somewhat red, thankfully, it hadn't blistered.

Camila Walker shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Sensing her unenthusiastic smile, he furrowed his brow, "What's wrong?"

Camila Walker looked up at the man in front of her, her expression somewhat downcast, "I... can't even make breakfast."

Hearing her words, Clayton was somewhat surprised.

Was this why she had been feeling down here all morning?

"So what?" He looked at her, asking in confusion.

Camila Walker lifted her head, recalling what Audrey Sawyer had said.

In fact, since her change, she had been at peace with the world, not caring about other people's opinions.