Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 831

What choice did she have? In this state, even if Dennis let her go, she wouldn’t dare face her parents. They’d probably throw both of them out of the house. Not wanting that, she finally relented. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Knowing he was at fault, Dennis very carefully began to dress her. He had never done something like this for anyone before, but for Camila, he was more than willing to break his own rules.

Once she was dressed, he carried her to the bathroom. Knowing she was still weak, he sat her on the vanity counter so she wouldn’t have to stand. He squeezed toothpaste onto her brush and poured her a glass of water, personally attending to her every need. Basking in his affection, Camila allowed herself to be thoroughly spoiled. It was the least he could do after leaving her feeling like she’d been run over by a truck.

He held the cup to her lips, and she drank, accepting his care as her due.

The simple task of washing up took over ten minutes. When she was done, she handed him the towel and then wrapped her arms around his neck, wordlessly asking him to carry her out. Seeing her so pliant and trusting softened something deep inside him. He scooped her up and gave her another heated kiss.

Camila shot him a look of disapproval. “Mr. Williams, have you ever heard the saying ‘too much of a good thing’? Any more of this and my lips will be raw.”

They had kissed countless times last night. He kissed her constantly—in the heat of passion, when their eyes met by chance, when she begged for a truce. By the time it was all over, her lips had felt like they were on fire.

Dennis sat beside her, serving her food. “Have some soup first.”

Knowing she was famished, he carefully managed her portions, not letting her eat too much at once to avoid upsetting her stomach. He had instructed the chef that afternoon to avoid anything too spicy or stimulating, so the entire meal was gentle and nourishing.

Camila noticed his thoughtfulness, and her heart filled with warmth. He may have been insatiable last night, but it was born from a passion he couldn't control. He never prioritized his own pleasure over hers, always reining himself in to consider her feelings. The wild night hadn’t been forced on her; she had simply been too weak-willed to resist his seductions.