Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 780

“Go ahead and do everything you can—I trust you!”

“Really, even if it doesn’t work out, I won’t hold it against you, not ever.”

Perhaps it was the glimmer of hope at last, but Camila Davis noticed that the usually stern and authoritative Mr. Parsons suddenly seemed to lose all his imposing presence and rational calm. For the first time, he looked just like any other patient.

She smiled. “All I need is your trust, Mr. Parsons. Let’s get started.”

“Of course!” Neville Parsons agreed without hesitation.

Neither of them were the type to waste time. So, Camila took out her acupuncture needles and quickly got to work.

An hour later, she removed the last needle. Neville Parsons’ expression was tinged with surprise. “Ms. Davis, I think I’m hearing a faint ringing in my ears…”

As she packed up her things, Camila smiled. “That’s the nerves sending you a signal—it doesn’t mean your hearing has returned yet. But it’s good news. It means the nerves aren’t completely damaged. That gives us a much better chance with the next stage of treatment.”

Neville’s eyes shone with excitement. “Thank you, truly—thank you so much!”

Since his hearing had failed, Neville’s world had been all but silent. He’d relied on hearing aids for years. The sensation of even a faint ringing was something he hadn’t experienced in so long.

Camila explained the follow-up schedule. Now that her assignment with the Extraordinary Special Forces Team was complete, she no longer had access to the military base. So, they agreed that future treatments would take place at the research institute.

Neville had no objection. If there was hope of regaining his hearing, what did a few extra trips matter?

Once the arrangements were set, Camila headed home.

That night, Dennis Williams had some urgent business, so he couldn’t pick her up. He sent a driver to escort her back to Eagle’s Peak Estate instead. Camila understood—she would never ask him to abandon his work.

What she didn’t know was that, at that very moment, Dennis was at home, playing chess with his grandfather.

Dennis listened in silence, letting his grandfather run out of steam. When the old man finally paused, Dennis said calmly, “Grandpa, these aren’t the qualities I’m looking for in a partner.”

The elder Mr. Williams’s face darkened. He’d said so much, yet Dennis hadn’t taken a single word to heart. He pressed on, his tone hardening. “What more do you want in a wife? What else is there besides looks, education, and family background?”

Dennis knew his grandfather was being deliberately obtuse. He replied frankly, “There are plenty of women who meet all those standards, but there’s something about them I just don’t like.”

His grandfather frowned, suspicious. “What’s not to like?”

Dennis leaned back, voice nonchalant. “They’ve never been divorced. They don’t have kids. That’s what I don’t like.”

“You—!” The elder Mr. Williams nearly choked on his own outrage. He’d deliberately avoided mentioning that woman, hoping Dennis would get the message. Instead, Dennis had gone and brought her up himself.

Unbelievable! He slammed his fist on the table. “Dennis Williams, don’t be ridiculous! You have your pick of the best, and you insist on choosing a divorced woman with a child?”