Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 66

After their talk, Camilla could breathe again—having something concrete to do for him made everything feel less tangled. She was grateful, no doubt, but thinking about everything Lambert had done still left her feeling a little uncomfortable. If giving him a gift meant they could both start fresh, she was happy to do it. They exchanged numbers, he mentioned the gift, and for the first time, Camilla let her guard down.

Lambert stood up, reached over for his jacket, and said, “You two keep eating. I’ve got something to take care of, so I’ll head out first.”

He pulled on his jacket and walked away, his back straight and steady, carrying himself with quiet confidence.

Camilla watched him go, and couldn’t help but imagine what he’d look like wearing something she’d designed. He’d make the perfect model. Honestly, with that body, he could pull off anything...

“Cammie?”

Catheleen’s voice snapped her right out of her thoughts. Camilla flushed and quickly asked, “What’s up?”

“Be honest with me. Lambert didn’t do anything to you, did he?” Catheleen’s eyes were full of concern. “If he hurt you at all, I won’t let him get away with it!”

Camilla shook her head quickly. “No. He didn’t hurt me.”

Latonia jumped in. “Camilla, after today’s meal, can we just forget everything that happened before? If you ever need anything, you can come to me. I hope you’ll trust me as much as you trust Catheleen.”

Camilla felt a little embarrassed. “Latonia, I never meant to question you. I was just so upset at the time, and since you’re family with them, I just assumed you’d want to stay out of it...”

“I get it.” Latonia raised her teacup. “Alright, let’s let bygones be bygones. From now on, let’s just be friends.”

After they ate, Catheleen dragged Camilla out for a little shopping spree. They were picking out throw pillows when Camilla suddenly spaced out, a memory flashing through her mind.

Catheleen noticed. “What’s wrong? Do you not like this one?”

She was holding a cute pillow, shaped like a snow-white sheep. It was square, with two little horns on top and floppy legs at the bottom.

She didn’t want to answer, but their divorce wasn’t done yet.

She picked up, put it on speaker, and said, “I only want to talk about the divorce. Nothing else.”

Daniel said, “That’s exactly why I’m calling.”

“Alright, then talk.”

“This isn’t something we can handle over the phone. Come back so we can talk face to face.”

Camilla didn’t think too much about it. He was finally willing to talk it through, and that was progress. She told Catheleen she’d be out, then went back home.

She just never thought Daniel would stoop so low.