67: Revealing This To Me

Camilla Shawn didn't say a word after my question. He was grinning, and now I was wondering how he came here. Who told him our room number? Like seriously, what the hell was going on? Was this a dream or what? But it shouldn't be surprising. He was a billionaire, after all. A notable one. And even if he was on the same level as Drake, I think most people knew Shawn. "I asked you a question, Shawn. What are you doing here?" I threw another question at him, and he wasn't ready to answer. He was trying to look inside the room like he was searching for someone or something. And since he didn't want to say anything, I decided to shut the door against him, but he held it. "What's your problem? Get the hell out of here!" He forcefully shoved me back, opening the door wide. I almost fell down, but I didn't. Shawn stepped foot inside the room. "Why are you so afraid, Camilla? I just came to check up on my ex-wife." He kept on walking towards me, but Drake woke up from his sleep. He rose