Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 451

Camila Davis hesitated, her voice uncertain.

She never did tell Dennis Williams the real reason. They weren’t close enough for her to pry, and she knew it.

After a few seconds, she finally spoke. “No, nothing. I just wanted to try, see if I could help her get back on track. You know… just in case you ever head back to Cabinda and can’t see her anymore, at least she’d be prepared for it.”

Dennis had a nagging feeling there was more to it than that.

Camila wasn’t the impulsive type. She always had her own reasons for doing things. There had to be something else going on.

But if Camila didn’t want to share, Dennis wasn’t about to push her.

His tone softened. “Don’t worry. I’m not going back anytime soon. Even if I do, I’ll make sure to handle this before I leave. Lillian’s situation is delicate. She needs gentle, step-by-step guidance—not anything too abrupt. If you’re too direct, it might only make her anxious or unsettled.”

“It’s that serious?” Camila tensed up, then quickly apologized. “Sorry, I really didn’t handle things well this morning. I’ll be more careful next time.”

Regret crept in. Lillian was already in a tough spot. If her misguided attempt backfired, she’d never forgive herself.

Dennis’s voice was warm. “It’s alright, I’m not blaming you. Just letting you know. If you ever need anything, you can always come to me.”

It was a gentle nudge, but Camila stubbornly kept her silence.

“Okay, got it,” she replied, still not mentioning the text message.

Dennis didn’t push. He switched topics instead. “By the way, you’ve got a delivery coming later. Be sure to sign for it.”

“Huh?” Camila sounded confused. “What is it?”

Dennis only chuckled. “You’ll see when it arrives.”

Alright then. Camila didn’t ask further.

Once the call ended, she went back to work.

Later that afternoon, Mary knocked on her office door, holding a beautifully wrapped bouquet of flowers.

Camila blinked in surprise. “Who are those from?”

Mary grinned. “The flower shop dropped them off for you. I just carried them in.” She raised an eyebrow, teasing, “Is Ms. Davis getting flowers from a secret admirer?”

Camila froze, mind racing. Dennis had told her to expect a delivery… was this it? Did he send her flowers?

She eyed the pale pink and white roses, unable to quite believe it.

She asked Mary, “Anything else? No delivery slip to sign?”

Mary looked puzzled, then shook her head. “No, just the flowers.”

Camila nodded, saying nothing more.

So they really were from Dennis. But what did this mean?

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