Chapter 251: Invitation
After lunch, as the last bite of dessert was scraped clean from Dylan’s plate, Ric stood and stretched his arms with a soft grunt.
"I’ll handle the dishes," he offered, already gathering the plates before Cammy could object. "You all should start packing, we’ve got a long drive ahead."
Cammy gave him a grateful smile and nodded, gently taking Dylan’s hand and walking back to the bedroom, the nanny trailing behind them.
Inside her room, Cammy placed her suitcase and a duffle bag on the bed, unzipping them with practiced ease. She pulled open her closet and began selecting clothes—casual wear, swimsuits, sunhats, light linen dresses.
But as she reached for her phone to check the weather at Pearl Resort, a name flashed across the screen in her mind like a ghost tapping her shoulder.
’Felicity.’
Her hands stilled. Her heart twisted with a familiar tightness, an ache she’d pushed aside all day.
She hesitated, her fingers hovering above the screen. Part of her didn’t want to know, didn’t want to hear the answer—but another part, the deeper, more vulnerable one, needed to. This wasn’t just a wedding. It was a milestone in a life she had fought to rebuild.
And Felicity... she had been there for so much of it.
Swallowing the knot in her throat, Cammy tapped the screen. The phone rang once... twice...
Then, [Cammy, dear!] Felicity’s voice chimed, warm and gentle as always. [I was planning to call you tonight after work. I’m so glad you called first.]