Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 59

Davina’s words only made things hotter. The crowd was already buzzing, but now people were getting loud.

“What’s wrong with being a country girl?” someone snapped. “They’re not people too? Are we really still judging people like this? I want to know who’s so cruel to pull something like this.”

That one comment lit the fuse. People started edging toward the hospital room, all fired up and ready to see what was happening for themselves. Someone had already pulled out a phone, determined to catch everything on camera.

Davina’s voice quivered as she stepped forward in a panic. “Please, stop. I’m begging you, just go. This was my daughter’s mistake, and we should apologize. Please… don’t get involved.”

The more she looked like she was falling apart, the more curious the crowd became. In the hallway things got wild fast. Even when nurses arrived to calm everyone down, nobody listened. It was like the whole place was about to burst.

That’s when a stern voice cut through the chaos. “What’s going on here? Get these people out, now.”

Calvin had arrived. He came in with a couple of bodyguards, and together they managed to bring things under control. Security stepped in too, pushing the restless crowd back and clearing the hallway.

As things finally settled, Calvin’s eyes locked onto Davina. She barely lifted her head before shrinking into herself, suddenly a lot less bold.

Laura was with him. She watched Davina closely, like she was trying to figure her out for the first time.

It was Davina’s first meeting with the Carter family elders since she’d come to Saddlebrook Estates, and she could hardly move once Calvin and Laura walked into the room. She just stood there, uncertain and lost.

Calvin’s tone was sharp. “Are you just going to stand out here forever? Either come in or jump out the window, your choice.”

Davina flinched. “No, it’s not that. Calvin, I just wanted to apologize to Camilla,” she stammered. Her words sounded shaky, but she stuck with the same excuse.

As Calvin’s cold gaze bore into her, she gave in and shuffled inside, pulling Daisy with her.

Calvin barely glanced his way. “Even if she had nothing to do with Jasper getting hurt, she stirred up a scene in the hallway just now. Her intentions aren’t so innocent. We can’t keep someone like that around. Fire her. Right now.”

“Dad, you’ve got it all wrong,” Barnard said. “Davina doesn’t play games. She isn’t like the people you know. She was just trying to make things right with Camilla. If she got caught up in the moment, it wasn’t on purpose. She’s simple. She doesn’t deserve this.”

Barnard stepped in front of Davina, shielding her with a protectiveness that felt so familiar. It was just like years ago, when he’d brought Camilla to the family for the first time, determined to stand by her side no matter what. Back then, he gave her all the courage she needed to risk everything for him.

But now, not even five years later, everything that once belonged to her alone, he was offering to someone else.

The tension in the room was almost unbearable. Laura, as always, stepped in to ease things. She looked at Barnard gently. “Barnard, you don’t have to fight with your father about a nanny. If you think she deserves more, we can give her a generous severance package.”

Barnard shook his head. “No, Mom. You can’t fire Davina. When you and Dad were away, she was there for me. If not for her company, I probably would have ended up with depression. She’s done so much for me, for our family. We owe her—we all do.”