Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 236

After their guests finally left, the Davis family—just the three of them—closed the door and shuffled back into the living room.

Mr. and Mrs. Davis were still fuming, unable to shake off their anger. But Melissa George, Camila’s mom, was so upset her heart literally ached.

Camila hovered nearby, patting her mom’s back, trying to calm her down. Inside, though, she was a storm of emotion herself, the idea of divorce roaring through her head. She just couldn’t take it anymore—not for a single day.

Honestly, there were moments when she almost wished Lillian wasn’t Jordan’s kid. Maybe then she wouldn’t have to suffer this kind of humiliation.

Once Melissa finally caught her breath, the tears started rolling—unstoppable, silent, and heartbreaking. She hurt for her daughter, but even more for her granddaughter.

“People always say marrying into a wealthy family is like hitting the jackpot, living the dream,” Melissa sniffed, wiping her eyes. “But you? All you’ve gotten is grief. I don’t care about myself, but them? They treat you like hired help, and as for Lillian... How can anyone be so cruel to a child? My two sweethearts, both so good, so well-behaved—how could they be so hurtful?”

Jerry, Camila’s dad, shook his head, his face clouded with regret and guilt. “If I’d known it would be like this, I never would’ve let you marry into the Smith family.”

Camila felt a lump in her throat. “It’s all my fault. I insisted on marrying Jordan. I dragged you both into this mess... I’m so sorry, Mom, Dad.”

“Don’t you dare apologize,” Jerry said firmly. “You gave the Smiths everything you had. If anyone’s to blame, it’s them. They’re the ones who forgot how to be decent human beings.”

He’d never once blamed her. He knew exactly the kind of daughter he’d raised—loyal, stubborn, incapable of betrayal. Once she loved, she loved with her whole heart.

Later that evening, after her parents had calmed down, Camila slipped into her study and dialed Jordan’s number. He answered right away, but before he could say a word, she launched in, voice shaking with anger.

“Jordan, when are you finally going to agree to a divorce? What’s the point of dragging this out when you don’t care anymore? If you’re so hung up on Sandra Taylor, your precious first love, then go and be with her!”

She didn’t even pause for breath. “If you think I tricked you back then, didn’t all those sleepless nights at your bedside, nursing you back to health, make up for it? And what about these years of marriage? I looked after you, took care of everything—haven’t I paid my dues?”

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