Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 444

She’d been fussing around for ages, and the minute she finished freshening up, she’d broken out in a fresh sweat all over again.

Camila Davis had tried everything, but nothing worked out. In the end, she just gave up and decided to leave it as it was.

It was just a minor scrape, after all. Even if she didn’t put anything on it, it’d heal in time.

Right then, there was a knock at the bathroom door, and Dennis Williams’ voice floated in. “You okay in there?”

He’d been waiting outside for a while now, and when Camila didn’t come out, he started worrying she’d passed out. He couldn’t help calling out to her.

Camila jumped at the sudden sound, but quickly called back, “Yeah, I’m fine! Really!”

She glanced at the tube of ointment in her hand, then packed it away, straightened her shirt, and stepped out.

Seeing she was alright, Dennis finally relaxed. “Did you get the ointment on? The doctor said you really need to massage the bruise, or it’ll take longer to heal.”

Camila felt a bit embarrassed. She admitted honestly, “I put some on, but… I can’t really reach it. It’s fine though. It’ll heal sooner or later.”

Dennis realized her predicament and said, “Let me get a nurse to help. You probably pulled a muscle when you fell—looked a bit swollen earlier. If you don’t work it out, it’ll hurt for days.”

Camila’s cheeks burned. Had he noticed just from a quick glance earlier?

Dennis didn’t linger on the awkwardness. He simply stepped out and asked Aaron to find a nurse.

Aaron came back soon, but empty-handed. “Mr. Williams, the nurse got called away. Some elderly guy down the hall had an episode—needs an IV and all that. It’s the night shift and they’re short-staffed, so… no one’s free right now.”

Camila overheard and sighed inwardly. Apparently, even fate didn’t want her to get her medicine.

When Dennis came back in, she quickly said, “I’m really okay. If it’s too much trouble, I can just wait until morning for the ointment…”

Dennis hesitated, but finally nodded. “Alright, whatever you’re comfortable with.”

He then gently insisted Camila get some rest.

She didn’t argue, but the injury was real enough. When she lay down, it tugged painfully, making her break out in cold sweat.

Dennis noticed her face pale. After a couple seconds, he seemed to make up his mind. “I can help, if you want.”

Camila’s face froze. She shook her head frantically. “No, really! You don’t have to!”

She already felt bad enough for troubling him—how could she ask him to do even more?

Dennis simply looked at her, calm and sincere. “You know, when you’re a doctor, you don’t think about whether a patient’s a man or a woman.”

“Uh… what?”

Dennis’ presence was just so… overwhelming. His warm hand on her skin made her heart race out of control.

She buried her face in her arms, hiding her embarrassment.

Dennis seemed utterly unfazed, though his eyes darkened just a touch.

That was all. He didn’t do anything but gently work the ointment into her bruise, careful and professional.

Camila’s embarrassment was quickly overtaken by the sting of the massage. She gasped from the pain, tears springing to her eyes.

It really did hurt…

Her voice trembled, “Mr. Williams, could you—could you go a bit easier?”

Dennis could tell she was struggling. He spoke gently, “Sorry, but it needs a bit of pressure. Otherwise the bruise won’t break up, and you’ll be hurting longer.”

Camila knew he was right. That’s how you treated a bruise.

But… it still hurt like hell.

She gritted her teeth and told herself to tough it out—better a few minutes of pain than days of agony!