Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 160

Cammie hadn’t gotten divorced yet, so there was no need to rush anything.

Catheleen sat in the passenger seat, lost in her thoughts. She had so many things swirling in her head.

Lambert drove quietly, focused on the road. When they stopped at a red light, he kept one hand on the steering wheel and glanced into the rearview mirror.

Camilla was staring out the window, completely silent. She looked so calm, almost detached, so still it was like the chaos of the world didn’t touch her. But he could tell she wasn’t happy.

With everything going on at home, the pending divorce, and now running into someone as crazy as Ladd, it was like life had dumped all its problems on her shoulders and decided to just leave them there.

Lambert’s heart always ached for her. It never let up.

The drive took a while, winding through turns until, finally, they pulled up to a peaceful courtyard, tucked away from the city’s noise. It felt like a little hidden oasis.

Camilla had never realized a place like this could exist in Cabinda. In this busy, expensive city, she wouldn’t have guessed there was somewhere so quiet and beautiful.

They stepped out of the car, and Catheleen looped her arm around Camilla, eager to show her around. “Lambert bought this place ten years ago. I heard it used to belong to some big-deal historical figure. His family lost it gambling on business, and they had to sell it. Lambert spent billions on it. Right, Lambert? That was ten years ago?”

That kind of money meant a whole lot more back then.

Lambert climbed out and slipped on a cashmere coat. The high collar made him look even taller and more put together—honestly, he could have walked off the cover of a magazine.

He just nodded and led them through the gate.

It had taken five or six minutes to drive from the entrance to the front door. Catheleen looked around, her excitement obvious. “It’s my first time here too! I’d only heard about it before. I can’t believe I actually get to see it!”

She lifted her arm to gesture and accidentally brushed against a low-hanging branch.

The gardens were perfectly kept, every plant carefully arranged—a clear sign someone really took care of the place. Snow fell from the swaying branch, dusting Camilla’s hair and shoulders.

Catheleen quickly reached out to brush it off. “Oh no, I’m so sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to—”

Alright, that was true, but hearing it out loud made him feel a bit awkward. “Enough already.”

Catheleen burst out laughing, loving that she’d caught a rare crack in his cool exterior.

She leaned in and lowered her voice, “Honestly, you need to stop looking so serious all the time. It’s scary. I’m scared of you, Cammie’s scared of you. How are you going to win her over if you keep acting like the boss of everyone?”

Lambert knew she was right. Camilla always kept a polite distance with him—she respected him, but she didn’t let him close.

He said quietly, “She’s still married right now. I need to respect that. When she’s free…”

He paused, looking deadly serious.

“When she’s free, I’m not going to let her be scared of me anymore.”