When they arrived at Wiltspoon Hotel, Callum parked the car, got out, and quickly went around to reach the passenger seat. He waited for Camryn to get out of the car before standing in front of her.

“Mr. Callum?”

Camryn raised her head to face him.

He was close enough that she could easily smell the familiar scent of his body.

Callum suddenly took her hand.

Then, he raised it high and pressed her hand against his face.

“Touch my face, Camryn. Although you can’t see what I look like now, you can feel it with your hands. I know you can imagine what I look like. You’re a very smart girl.”

Camryn quietly faced him.

After a long time, her hand moved.

Callum let go of her hand.

He let her hands roam his face gently with a hint of tenderness.

Her long and soft fingers felt rough as they brushed all over his features.

That was because her palms were full of thick calluses.

Her hands were actually very soft and beautiful.

Camryn imagined Callum’s appearance in her mind by feeling