Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 504

Camila Davis picked up the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a cautious sniff.

She was absolutely sure of the prescriptions she gave out—she always was.

But as soon as the scent hit her, her expression soured. Something was off.

"This is not the medication I prescribed!"

Aaron’s face drained of color. "Wait, what? How is that even possible?"

Camila pushed aside the top layer of supplies in the old wooden first aid box, revealing another glass vial tucked underneath.

This one was smaller—slightly different, but not by much.

She opened it, inhaled again, and this time, the scent matched her memory.

Brow furrowed, she turned on Aaron. "So, you mixed up the meds?"

Aaron looked like he was about to faint. "That can’t be… I’ve been careful all week. This never happened before. What’s going on?"

He rushed out of the room, calling for the butler. "Other than me, who else has touched the first aid kit?"

The butler, pale and trembling, stammered, "Yesterday, the maid was helping tidy up and accidentally knocked it over. She put everything back right away, though—I swear!"

Aaron felt like the ground was dissolving under his feet.

So, the meds really did get mixed up?

The two bottles weren’t exactly identical, but close enough that under pressure—or in dim light—it’d be easy to grab the wrong one.

Camila put it all together. She pressed Aaron, "What’s this smaller bottle for?"

Aaron swallowed hard, not daring to hide a thing. "That one’s from Dr. Evans at the army base. It’s for nerve-related headaches. Mr. Williams has trouble sleeping sometimes—he used to need it almost every week. Since you made him that charm bracelet, he hardly touches the stuff anymore…"

Camila’s headache spiked just listening to him.

She didn’t know the exact ingredients, but she suspected it was loaded with nerve-calming agents—stuff that probably clashed with her own prescription.

So when Aaron reapplied the wrong medication, the conflicting chemicals seeped through the wound, hit the bloodstream, and—God, no wonder Dennis Williams was suffering.

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