Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 808

But nothing could overshadow Camila’s remarkable skill as a doctor. Her hands really did work miracles—she’d been treating me for days now.

Lately, when I’ve gone outside, I can actually hear faint sounds, even without my hearing aids. If this keeps up, maybe I’ll actually regain some of my hearing!

As the conversation turned to health, Neville Parsons looked at Camila Davis with genuine admiration and said, “Camila’s got real talent, no doubt about it. Though, I have to say… she does have a bit of a strong personality. Keeps us all on a tight leash.”

Mrs. Molly and Hamlin Sanders both nodded in emphatic agreement. “You’re telling me! She’s strict as can be!”

Every time it was time for medication, Camila would watch them like a hawk, making sure no one skipped a dose or tried to get away with taking less. And even when she couldn’t be there in person, she’d call to check in—just in case someone got careless and ignored her advice.

Seeing them all so united for once, Camila couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head in exasperation. “Come on, it’s not that bad! I just want you to follow the doctor’s orders—it’s for your own good. If you want to get better, you have to take your medicine on time. Especially you, Mr. Parsons! Whenever you get busy, you forget all about the clock. If you keep that up, do you really want your hearing to stay like this? Medicine—on time! Don’t make me remind you again!”

She spoke with such authority that none of the older folks dared argue. Neville could only grin sheepishly and reply, “Yes, yes, you’re right about everything. My mistake, Doctor!”

This was a man who could command a room with a single word—someone everyone respected, wherever he went. But in front of Camila Davis, all he could do was smile and surrender, as if she were the only one who truly had his number.

Clearly, Camila’s strictness as their attending physician wasn’t just talk—she’d had plenty of practice keeping them in line during their treatment.

Witnessing all this, everyone in the room except Jarvis Peters and Dennis Williams was left utterly speechless.

“Am I seeing things?” someone whispered.

As these facts sank in, those who had once mocked and excluded Camila felt their confidence crumble. Their previous sneers and whispers now felt like a slap to the face.

Looking back, they realized just how foolish they must have seemed—clowns in their own little show.

All this time, they’d tried to keep Camila Davis out of their so-called “elite” social circles—yet, did she even care? Of course not! The world she moved in was on a level far above theirs.

The people she called friends were powerful, respected, and influential—people these so-called elites could only dream of meeting.

With that kind of standing, who would even care about a minor detail like a divorce? It was laughable to think it mattered at all.