Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 542

“But for now, we’re still focusing on the domestic market,” Walter Wilson said, leaning back in his chair. “But I’ve looked into it—there’s definitely potential to expand overseas.”

As soon as the conversation turned serious, Camila Davis’s expression shifted. She straightened up, giving Walter her full attention. After all, if The Smith Group wanted to grow, they couldn’t just stay in the local market forever.

He was right. There was a whole world out there, and with their connections—especially with the medical school as a solid foundation—they were in a great position to go international.

As they started discussing business, Camila and Walter naturally found themselves talking more often. Every time Walter stopped by the research center, he’d bring a bouquet of flowers—always fresh, always different.

At first, Camila found it a little odd.

Walter just shrugged with a sheepish grin. “My mom’s obsessed with flower arranging. She’s been teaching me for years—well, trying to. I’m definitely not the artist she wishes I was. If I leave them at home, she just complains about how hopeless I am. So, I figured I’d bring them here. At least your desk looks nice.”

Camila couldn’t help but laugh. “So, these are your failed projects? Well, thanks for sharing the rejects!”

She asked someone to put the flowers in a vase. Honestly, though, Walter’s arrangements weren’t bad at all—actually, the colors always looked pretty and well-matched.

Camila didn’t know much about flower arranging, but she appreciated beauty for what it was, so she was happy to accept them. She never read into his gestures—never thought there might be more to it.

Walter noticed how oblivious she was and just smiled quietly. He didn’t mind. After waiting so many years, he was content to take things slow—finding little ways to get her attention, bit by bit.

Once Camila got busy with work, she was able to distract herself, and honestly, she liked it that way. Staying busy meant she didn’t have time to think about him—the one she’d left behind in Cabinda.

Sarah Brown, who practically lived at Camila’s house these days—always coming over for dinner, playing with Lillian—had definitely noticed Camila’s distracted mood.

She was starting to regret ever playing matchmaker. If she’d known Mr. Williams already had a fiancée, she never would have encouraged Camila to get close to him. Now her best friend had actually fallen for him, and there was no way forward.

Sarah blamed herself, but she couldn’t help feeling a little annoyed with Dennis, too. Why did he have to be so… perfect? It was almost unfair. He’d managed to win Camila’s heart without even trying—then just left her hanging.

And wasn’t he supposed to be engaged? Camila was trying her best to cut things off, but Dennis kept popping up—leaving gifts, sending messages, reminding her he was still around.

If you can’t be together, why keep making it so hard to move on? Some guys just don’t know when to quit.