Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 136

Barnard really did come to see Camilla for help this time.

Except Dahlia got there first. And now, seeing how pale Camilla looked, Barnard faltered. His eyes darted away, his tone softer than usual. “I heard you’ve been sick. I wanted to check on you. Are you feeling any better? Anything still hurting? Why didn’t you call me if you needed something?”

“Call you?” Camilla let out a cold laugh. “That’s funny, Barnard. Who even knows what you’re busy with these days? What if you happened to be in bed with your latest side piece? That’d just be embarrassing for me, wouldn’t it? After all, for your little mistress, you even ditched Lance. That has to be a first for all of Cabinda.”

Dahlia had no more patience for Barnard’s fake concern. She just went straight for the jugular, every word stinging.

“Dahlia! I’m talking to Camilla, not you, so stay out of it.” Barnard’s patience snapped.

“Barnard, don’t take it out on Dahlia. If you have something to say, say it to me.” Camilla looked over at Dahlia. “Dahlia, just go for now. I’m all right.”

Dahlia still looked worried, but after catching Camilla’s nod, she left, tossing one last look over her shoulder.

Magee followed her out, leaving just Camilla and Barnard alone in the hospital room.

Barnard stared at Camilla, looking more serious than usual. After a few seconds, he swallowed and tried again. “Are you really okay?”

Whatever he’d planned to say, seeing Camilla so weak made the words stick in his throat. Their marriage hadn’t started with love or honesty, but they’d spent years together. Even if there wasn’t love, he couldn’t pretend he never cared at all.

If there’d been any other way, he wouldn’t have put her through all this. Only he knew he hadn’t slept a wink last night either.

Camilla didn’t let him off easy. “Shouldn’t you know better than anyone how I’m doing? Spare me the fake sympathy. If you’re done here, then leave. I really don’t want to see you.”

Barnard tried to keep his cool. “You’re upset right now, so I won’t argue. My concern isn’t fake. Here, this card has five hundred thousand on it. It’s for yesterday, to make it up to you. Don’t make things harder for yourself. Just focus on getting better. That’s what matters.”

Still worried about Dahlia, Camilla headed for the door, only to see Dahlia coming back in. “So? That jerk didn’t pull anything, right?”

“No, Davina’s been taken to The Carter Estate. Barnard’s got enough to worry about on his own. He probably won’t bother me for a while,” Camilla said. “And you, Dahlia? I saw you with Magee just now…”

“Oh, Camilla, you don’t need to worry about me. Magee and I ended before time began. What happens with him isn’t my business. He’s pretty much invisible to me. Let’s drop the bad topics and go home,” Dahlia said with a little flick of her hair.

Camilla watched her carefully, but Dahlia seemed as calm as ever, so she relaxed.

They both walked out of the room and ran into Magee standing at the end of the hallway, his gaze fixed on Dahlia. He didn’t move.

Dahlia didn’t hesitate. Loud enough for him to hear, she scoffed, “You know, people really do stick with their own kind. Scumbags attract more scumbags. What a drag.”