Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 774

When she finished speaking, the treatment was over as well.

But Mrs. Molly looked a little dazed, lost in thought.

It was a long while before Camila Davis heard her speak again. “Tell me, why do you think he spent his whole life alone, never marrying? Was he really so hung up on that Camila of his?”

Camila hesitated, unsure how to respond. Logic told her not to meddle in her elders’ affairs.

But seeing Mrs. Molly’s downcast expression, Camila faltered, then said softly, “As far as I know, if he ever wanted to marry her, it was more out of a sense of duty than anything. Maybe there were feelings once, but after everything that happened… well, I think it faded away.”

“There was quite a stir in Harrisburg back then. It was all over the news—you probably saw it, Mrs. Molly.”

Mrs. Molly’s lips parted, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she stayed silent.

Did he ever love her? The question lingered. But after all these years, she was no longer a young girl. Some answers, she realized, simply didn’t matter as much anymore.

Later that evening, Camila brewed a restorative herbal tea for Mrs. Molly, and even brought her a few candied fruits to take away the lingering bitterness.

Mrs. Molly gazed at her with growing fondness. “With a pupil like you, he’s truly blessed.”

Camila smiled. “I should be saying that. Having such a wonderful mentor is my good fortune.”

Mrs. Molly chuckled, letting the matter drop.

When it was time for Camila to leave, Mrs. Molly had someone bring over a beautiful pen set and a framed painting. “You, Camila, have really won me over. Consider these a little welcoming gift. Next time we meet, I’ll paint something just for you! And please, just call me Mrs. Molly from now on—it’s friendlier that way.”

Camila couldn’t refuse such kindness. She smiled sweetly and replied, “Thank you, Mrs. Molly.”

On the way back, Camila kept thinking about everything that had happened.

As soon as she got in the car, she couldn’t help herself. “Master, did you ever have feelings for Mrs. Molly?”

The question caught Eric Morris so off guard he nearly choked, his face turning red. “What on earth, Camila? Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”

Camila fiddled with her nose, feigning innocence. “We had a chat earlier, about the past. I’m just curious! I can’t help but feel you cared for her, maybe more than you let on. Did you really never go looking for her back then?”

To have his own apprentice dig up old romantic gossip—Eric Morris was mortified. “That’s grown-up business, young lady. Don’t go sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong!”

Camila shot back, “I’m not a kid anymore, you know. Lillian is already four!”

Eric glared at her. “To me, even if you’re eighty, you’ll still be a child!”

Camila eyed his flustered face and grinned. “So, you did go looking for Mrs. Molly, didn’t you?”

Eric froze, caught out, but didn’t deny it.

Eric’s cheeks were as red as a boiled lobster.

Camila just laughed. “Hey, I’m only telling the truth! Why so sensitive?”

“Patrick, pull over!” Eric snapped, exasperated. He didn’t even wait until they reached home—he just kicked her out of the car. “Find your own way back, and reflect on your behavior! And stop teasing your master!”

Camila stood at the curb, utterly bewildered.

Seriously? Did he really get that upset?

Sighing, she pulled out her phone and messaged her boyfriend: “Master dumped me on the side of the road. I don’t think I can get a cab here QAQ!”

She even added a cute, pitiful emoji for emphasis.

Dennis Williams came to pick her up, and from a distance, he could see her standing there all alone.

He couldn’t help but laugh as he got out and ushered her into his car. “What did you do to annoy Mr. Morris this time?”

He knew better than anyone how much her master doted on her.

Camila shrugged. “He took me to treat his old flame today. I just got a little curious, asked a couple of questions! Who knew he’d get so flustered?”