Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1196 - Chapter 1196 Chapter 1196 I am not Clayton Howard

Chapter 1196: Chapter 1196 I am not Clayton Howard Chapter 1196: Chapter 1196 I am not Clayton Howard At this time, Leon Hayden stood at the bottom of the staircase, while Camila Walker stood one step above him on the landing, looking irresistibly sexy in her habitual sleepwear.

Since there was no one else at home, and her figure was naturally stunning, she appeared especially mature and alluring in her sexy pajamas, making any man parched at the sight–Leon Hayden was no exception.

Feeling a dryness in his throat, Leon Hayden coughed lightly, uncomfortable, then averted his gaze, refusing to look at her enticing figure.

Seemingly aware of his glance from just a moment ago, Camila Walker also lowered her lids, confused, and only then did she realize how sensuous she appeared!

She’d almost forgotten that she had changed into her pajamas before going to sleep!

Realizing this, Camila Walker’s cheeks flushed, and she turned her head away awkwardly, “I, I’ll go back to my room first!”

Having said that, she turned to flee back to her room.

But as she reached the door, she felt something was wrong; she was just about to go downstairs for some water.

With this thought, she turned back, ensuring the man at the staircase entrance was gone, and then hurried out to the kitchen downstairs to pour herself a cup of cold water.

After one cup, Camila Walker felt her throat was still dry, so she poured another.

Returning to the Second Floor, Camila Walker was about to head back to her room when she unexpectedly noticed a light on in the study next door.

She walked over with some confusion, pushed the door open, and saw the man standing in front of the bookshelf.

The familiar back, the familiar setting, there was an instant when Camila lost her bearings and blurted out, “Clayton Howard…”

At the sound, Leon Harrison turned his head and immediately saw Camila Walker standing at the entrance to the study, with a deep sorrow in her gaze.

“You’ve come back…” Her voice trembled as she spoke. The scene before her seemed like a dream, making it hard for her to distinguish reality from illusion.

Leon Hayden stood still, offering no response to her reaction.

After all, it wasn’t the first time she mistook him for her ex-husband.

Looking at the man before her, Camila Walker ran over with a heartache, wrapping her hands around the man’s neck, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a very long time…

“I knew it, you would definitely come back…”

Seeing the woman suddenly throwing herself into his arms, Leon Hayden was momentarily stunned and did not push her away. Instead, he just stood there silently, his hands hanging by his sides, not making any movement.

After a little while, he lightly moved his eyelids and cast a glance at the woman in his embrace. On this tranquil night, he couldn’t help but speak, “I’m not Clayton Howard.”

Each time she mistook him for her ex-husband, he would feel an inexplicable irritation, but this time, he didn’t.

Just now, as he went upstairs, he passed by the study unintentionally and, somehow, subconsciously walked in.

Everything here was unfamiliar to him, yet vaguely, the room evoked feelings within him, as if deep in his memory, he too once had such a simple study.

It wasn’t until the man’s deep voice sounded that Camila Walker snapped out of her daze. Instinctively lifting her eyelids, the next second, she quickly stepped out of the man’s embrace.

The two looked at each other, neither speaking again.

In the end, it was Leon Hayden who recovered, “It’s late, get some rest early.”