Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 241

Success or failure—it all comes down to this.

Please… let what’s inside not be as disappointing as I fear!

Sarah Brown couldn’t wait. She shoved the housekeeper ahead, jabbed the doorbell, and lowered her voice to a fake professional tone: “Hi, room service, we’re here to change your sheets…”

There was dead silence at first.

Then, after a moment, footsteps—slow and steady—echoed toward the door.

Someone paused on the other side. You could almost hear them staring through the peephole, sizing up whoever was outside.

Finally, the door creaked open. “Sorry, you’ve got the wrong room. We didn’t order any room service.”

That voice. Camila Davis would recognize it anywhere.

Jordan Smith.

It really was him.

Sarah clocked it too, and seized her chance. She slammed her shoulder against the door, busting it open.

Jordan stumbled back a few steps, totally caught off guard by the sudden intrusion.

Once he regained his balance, he finally saw who was standing in his hotel room.

His face went pale. The man who was always so collected, who never let anything shake him, suddenly looked rattled. “You—what the hell are you doing here?”

Camila didn’t answer. She just stared at him.

He’d clearly just taken a shower—he was wearing a hotel bathrobe, hanging loose, half-open, showing off his chest. Which was, incidentally, covered in purple bruises and scratch marks.

And there were clothes scattered all over the floor.

On the bed, the sheets were twisted and messy. Sandra Taylor was in such a hurry to grab the covers she didn’t even get a chance to put her clothes back on. She wrapped herself up in the sheet, but it didn’t hide the hickeys and bite marks on her exposed skin.

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