Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 740

These past few days, Smith had been lurking around the school gates, trying to get close to Lillian. Fortunately, my people spotted him in advance.

So lately, I’ve been taking Lillian out through the back entrance every day.

That mother and son were supposed to go to preschool today, and I can’t help but think Smith’s behind all of this.

“What?”

The moment Camila Davis heard that Jordan Smith had dared to show up at the school looking for Lillian, her expression darkened. Anger flared inside her.

She’d thought she’d made herself crystal clear that day.

She never imagined that Jordan Smith could be this shameless.

Was he really so determined not to let them go, that he’d rather disrupt Lillian’s life—even if it meant hurting her?

Camila’s fists clenched so tightly, her knuckles turned white.

Dennis Williams watched her closely, worried she might hurt herself. He gently reached over, pried open her clenched fist, and stroked her hand.

“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “I won’t let him get anywhere near Lillian. And honestly, even if he did see her, I don’t think you need to worry too much.”

Gradually, Camila’s anger subsided under his gentle reassurance.

She looked at Dennis, puzzled. “What do you mean by that?”

Dennis’s eyes glimmered with a knowing smile. “Lillian’s always been a smart little girl. She’s not as fragile as she used to be. The only reason she avoids that boy is because he bullied her before—she’s just reacting to old wounds. As for Smith… do you really think Lillian has forgotten who her real father is?”

Dennis Williams, a renowned child psychologist, understood people better than anyone—especially children as pure and straightforward as Lillian.

Camila stared at him, startled by his words.

Did this mean… had their daughter never truly forgotten who her real father was?

She struggled to wrap her mind around it.

Dennis let out a soft laugh and explained, “At first, she was traumatized and developed a tendency to run away from the truth. It’s common for children in her position to use self-suggestion, convincing themselves to let go. Her world is simple: Smith didn’t want her, so she chose not to care about him either. That’s all there is to it.”

Camila pressed her lips together, her feelings a tangled mess.

Camila understood this perfectly. She hugged Dennis, silently pouring all her gratitude and emotion into that embrace.

For Lillian, Dennis had done more than her biological father ever could—few people in this world could measure up to that.

If not for her own past, would they even be here now?

“Dennis, meeting you has truly been the greatest blessing of my life,” she said softly—rare, heartfelt words.

His eyes darkened with feeling, and instead of replying, he answered her with a long, lingering kiss.

He didn’t let her go until she was breathless, as if he’d stolen every last bit of air from her lungs.

With a gentle smile, he murmured, “I feel exactly the same.”

For years, rumors had swirled around Cabinda about Dennis Williams: that he was cold, distant, and utterly uninterested in women.

It wasn’t a lie. Even the church’s godfather had joked that, for all his virtues, Dennis seemed destined to remain alone—partly due to his temperament, and partly because of his mother’s passing.