The next couple of days, Camilla stayed at the hospital beside her husband's bedside. She wanted to be there just in case he woke up. Her children were spending time with her aunt and uncle, so she didn't need to worry about that.
Every day, while at the hospital, Bradford would come and ensure that Camilla had something decent to eat so that she could keep her strength up. He would bring her her salads and chicken or meat, or he would bring her soup.
"Thank you for caring so much," Camilla said in a soft, sweet tone.
"It's no problem at all," he responded in a soft yet extremely masculine voice.
"Why did the sound of this man's voice affect her so? Why did her heart flutter at seeing him? Why does he have such an effect on me?" she wondered silently.
Camilla didn't dare to think ab
