Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 947

Charlotte entered the room behind them, her voice warm. "Yes, they're for you. No gift is too valuable. Since this is your first visit to our home, these are our official welcoming presents from the family. There are gifts from me, from Grandpa, from Dennis's late grandmother, and from his mother." Audrey hugged her arm and whispered with a smile, "Camila, this is their way of showing they accept you as the future Mrs. Williams. Plus, it's also a little something to make up for the trouble with Cynthia. So, you can't say no!" "But... you don't need to compensate me for that," Camila said, instinctively trying to refuse their overwhelming generosity. Charlotte shook her head firmly. "Yes, we do. We can't let you be wronged for nothing." Camila almost laughed. She understood their sentiment, but this was too much. The sheer value of the gifts made her feel like she was holding hot coals. Audrey seemed to read her mind, leaning in to whisper, "Honestly, their original plan was even more extravagant, but Ethan stopped them. He was afraid of scaring you off. Besides, he wants to give you the truly priceless pieces himself. So, what you're seeing now is the restrained version..." Camila was speechless. "It is a gift from my elders, and I shouldn't refuse," she said finally, realizing it would be rude to decline something given with such meaning. "Since you say these are welcoming gifts, I will gratefully accept them." Hearing her answer, Charlotte smiled with satisfaction. "Good. Keep them. And please, don't be so formal. Make yourself at home. If you need anything, just ask me or Audrey." After a few more words of advice, Charlotte and Audrey left to give Camila some privacy. Camila went to wash up. Just as she finished tying the belt of her silk robe, a video call from Dennis came through. She answered, and for a moment, all Dennis could see was the elegant curve of her chin, her lovely neck, and the expanse of her fair collarbone. The man's dark eyes deepened, and a low, amused chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Camila... are you trying to seduce me while I can't touch you?" Camila blinked, then glanced at the screen and realized the camera angle was off. She quickly adjusted it, shooting him a playful glare. "What are you talking about? I was just tying my robe!" Dennis's gaze lingered on her. Fresh from her shower, her porcelain skin was flushed a delicate pink, looking utterly enticing. His eyes darkened further. Meeting his gaze, Camila felt her cheeks flush. They had been intimate many times, and she recognized that look in his eyes—it was raw desire. It struck her then how this man, who could seem so cold and aloof, could ignite with such passion in an instant. A single look was enough to make her weak in the knees, and it stirred a longing for him within her too. But he was miles away, and there was nothing they could do about it. Camila quickly changed the subject. "Did you just get back to your hotel?" "Yes," Dennis nodded, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. "Just got in." Camila watched his well-defined fingers and the way his Adam's apple moved as he spoke, finding the sight incredibly captivating. Dennis noticed her gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips. "So, how was your visit to the Williams estate today? Were you comfortable?"