Chapter 188

Camilla's POV:

Jon hasn’t come downstairs yet, and part of me is thankful for it. He’s stirring up much more than the usual disdain I allow myself to feel for him.

Why now? How can I be developing feelings for this man? He’s proven himself to be a player.

He broke Karen's heart and made her run away from her family, from a marriage to a man who she swore to me wouldn’t respect her.

I’ve wrapped up in a chunky knit cardigan and leggings, a far cry from my tailored trousers and Stella McCartney blouse from earlier, but I’m not trying to impress anyone.

My thick wool socks make my feet nearly soundless on the hardwood floor as I mill about the living space. All decorated in tones of cream and gray, the chalet is soothing and calm. It’s a sanctuary.

The kitchen is spotless, and though I initially thought the mansion was the same as always, it’s clear Jon was just humoring me.

There have been extensive updates done over the years. State