Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 768

Camila Davis moved with calm precision, her hands steady and practiced.

Once she finished the injection, she went to the kitchen and brewed a fresh batch of herbal tea for Hamlin Sanders to drink.

Within half an hour, Hamlin’s condition had visibly improved.

The coughing fits had subsided, and there was no longer any blood.

Only now did Dahlia Sutton truly let down her guard and place her trust in Camila’s medical skills.

A little embarrassed, she apologized to Camila. “I was too narrow-minded. How could a student of Eric’s ever be anything less than excellent? I’m sorry for doubting you. We’ll be counting on your help for the days ahead.”

Camila smiled and shook her head. “No need to thank me. Really, it’s nothing—all part of what I should do.”

Hamlin was family, after all. Even without Dahlia’s gratitude or request, Camila would have done everything she could to restore his health.

From then on, every day, Camila made time to stop by and treat Hamlin.

On the last day, Jarvis Peters happened to hear about what was going on. He eagerly tagged along, insisting that he could help out in any way needed.

Of course, if he could, he secretly hoped to meet Camila’s mentor as well…

Camila saw right through him and didn’t object.

Unfortunately for Jarvis, his luck wasn’t great—Eric Morris happened to be busy that day.

Jarvis let out a heavy sigh, disappointed. “Of all days, why is he busy today? I was hoping to ask—very discreetly, of course—if he might consider taking on another apprentice. Guess I missed my chance…”

Still, Jarvis was the type to bounce back quickly. If he couldn’t become an official student, he’d just try to learn whatever he could on the sly. He’d always been fascinated by the advanced techniques Camila had picked up in medical school, and now, watching her practice up close, he paid careful attention, determined to memorize every detail.

He watched, utterly absorbed.

An hour later, as Camila removed the acupuncture needles, Hamlin’s final treatment was complete.

She gave her instructions with care. “Just keep following the diet and prescriptions my mentor recommended. That should be enough.”

The blood in Hamlin’s cough was completely gone now. Even the coughing itself was down to a few light spasms.

Dahlia noticed Camila’s gaze and smiled, introducing them. “Camila, this is my son, Garrett Sanders, and beside him is his wife, Damaris Sims.”

Still smiling, Dahlia explained, “Garrett works out of town, just like his father did—he won’t be back for good until the end of the year.”

She looked at her son, puzzled. “What brings you home at this hour?”

Garrett gave his mother a helpless look. “You kept Dad’s illness from us. Of course we came back to make sure he’s alright.”

Damaris nodded, glancing at her in-laws. “Yes, Mom, Dad—something this serious, you really shouldn’t have kept it from us.”

Dahlia protested gently, “You two are busy enough as it is. We just didn’t want you running back and forth worrying about us. But don’t worry, your father’s fine now—and it’s all thanks to Camila!”

Garrett nodded and turned to Camila. “Thank you, Ms. Davis, for taking care of my father.”

Camila waved it off. “Hamlin has always been so kind to me since I was little. Of course I’d help him.”

Garrett smiled, relaxing. “That’s why I was serious, earlier—about making you my parents’ goddaughter. Honestly, when I was growing up, even though we lived in Cabinda, I heard about you all the time from Dad. He used to joke about stealing you away to be my little sister. He’s never let go of that wish. And now, seeing you today, you really do feel like family. Plus, with your close ties to Mr. Morris, why not make it official? Now that you’re both here in Cabinda, we’ll be able to see each other often and look after one another.”