Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 333

Barnard led Davina out of the hotel, worry etched across his face as he glanced over his shoulder again and again. Something about Davina just showing up like that felt way too coincidental, and it left him uneasy.

Davina noticed his fidgeting and immediately took it the wrong way. She grabbed his sleeve, her voice rising enough to catch the attention of people passing by. “Barnard, what are you looking at? Are you still thinking about that woman? Is it so hard for you to leave her behind?”

It was late, but a few people were still making their way down the street. Davina’s outburst immediately drew curious looks, and Barnard felt his nerves switch over from worry to annoyance. He yanked her a bit closer and hissed, “Davina, what are you even talking about? What woman? She’s a cleaner. Did you not see her?”

Davina’s anger cooled just a little, but suspicion lingered in her eyes. She kept glancing back at the hotel, making it very clear she had no intention of getting into the car.

The frustration on Barnard’s face deepened. He couldn’t take it anymore and snapped, “Didn’t you hear her? She said her son is my age. Why would I throw away my life for something that ridiculous? If you’re going to accuse me of something, at least have a reason. Honestly, I have no idea what goes through your head sometimes. It’s late, let’s just go home and sleep.”

Davina stood rooted to the spot, her eyes still shadowed with doubt. “If you didn’t come here for her, then why did you lie to me? You told me you were going to The Carter Estate, so what are we doing here? When did you even meet that woman?”

The nonstop questioning made Barnard’s patience snap, mixing irritation with a strange, nagging guilt. He couldn’t help looking back at the hotel again before answering, “I had business, that’s all. It’s none of your concern, and it sure wasn’t cheating. You’ve made your point, Davina. Can we drop it?”

Davina’s eyes turned watery and she wrapped her arms tight around his waist. “Barnard, I don’t want to be like this. I’m just scared. You always tell me you love me but, ever since we started planning the wedding, everything feels like it’s falling apart. I can’t relax. Just take me with you, show me what you were doing here, please?”

She poured her heart out, but to Barnard, it was just more doubt about him and the cleaner. He couldn’t keep up with her line of thinking, and any plan he had to ask her who told her where he was completely slipped his mind.

He shook her off, his voice sharp, “It’s work, Davina. You wouldn’t understand if I explained, so stop asking. And for the record, if I ever cheated, it wouldn’t be with an old woman like that. So can you stop worrying already?”

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