My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1163

Chapter 1163: Complaint

Camille spoke each word with utmost clarity, her bright and captivating eyes fixed on Preston. Her lips curved with a somewhat mocking smile, a smile devoid of any playful intent, reflecting sincere feelings and thoughts.

Preston, initially caught off guard by Camille's words, froze. His handsome face stiffened, and an expression of disbelief surfaced.

Opening his mouth, Preston asked, "Cami, what do you mean by that?"

"Isn't my meaning clear enough? I said you've never been honest with me. You've never spoken a truthful word to me, Preston. You can deny it, but it's a fact, at least in my heart," Camille asserted, straightforward and unapologetic. If Preston continued to feign ignorance, Camille would likely become even more direct.

Facing Camille's blunt accusation, Preston found himself momentarily speechless. He didn't feel that way, and he couldn't understand why Camille harbored such thoughts.

Furrowing his brow tightly, Preston's face became cold and serious. Looking at Camille, he said, "Cami, I don't know why you would think this about me. I don't know what I did to cause this misunderstanding, or if someone has been influencing you to perceive our relationship this way."

Camille responded calmly, "No one else is involved. These are my thoughts alone. I don't understand why you always think third parties are affecting our relationship. I believe relationships, whether romantic or friendly, are the business of those involved. We shouldn't drag innocent people into it. Why do you always assume that I can be swayed by others, that someone might manipulate our friendship? Preston, why do you lack confidence in yourself, or do you think I'm someone without a mind of my own?"

Each of Camille's words was sharper than before, making Preston's thoughts sluggish. He seemed unaccustomed to this version of Camille.

Frowning deeply, Preston, with a somber expression, looked at Camille. He struggled to articulate, "Cami, I don't think that way, and I've never thought that way."

"Then tell me why. Why do you always think someone else interferes in our friendship? Did I give you a false impression, or did I do something to cause this misunderstanding?"

"I didn't misunderstand. I'm just worried, afraid that such a thing might happen."

"Worrying about something that hasn't happened isn't like you, Preston. What are you really thinking? After all, as I've said, you've never been honest with me." Camille took a silent deep breath, her hands, resting on her knees, unconsciously clenched. Her voice was calm and composed, "So, I don't think there's a need to continue this conversation. When you're ready to be honest with me, we can meet and talk again."

Camille concluded and naturally moved to leave. Seeing this, Preston immediately stood up to stop her.

He said, "Cami, I don't know what your definition of honesty is. Just tell me, explain it to me, and I'll do as you say, alright?"

Camille countered, "Wouldn't that make it difficult for you? After all, friendship should be voluntary. If you're not doing it willingly but out of compulsion because I'm leaving, wouldn't I be too selfish?"

Camille's demeanor remained consistently indifferent, and her words carried a touch of ultimate mockery. Preston, increasingly curious about her reactions today, couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking. What was wrong with her?

Their gazes collided, and Camille's attitude remained unchanged. Preston fell into a brief silence, perhaps evaluating something in his mind.

Preston readily agreed, assuring Camille, "Cami, rest assured, I'll handle this matter perfectly for you. Can you give me another chance to be friends? Let's not let the bond we've built over the years be damaged by other things."

Camille, unfazed, locked eyes with Preston, saying, "Sure, but you might have misunderstood me. I've never wanted perfection; I want authenticity."

"I understand," he said in a soft tone.

Taking the initiative, she picked up her coffee cup and handed it to Preston, saying, "Preston, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, a satisfying response to our friendship."

Preston also raised his coffee cup, clinking it with Camille's. The two didn't continue discussing the previous topic. Preston proactively changed the subject, sharing some recent developments at Armstrong Corp, including Brody's high regard for him and the growing tension between Brody and Page. Whenever they met, they argued, and the atmosphere was always charged.

Camille responded with indifference, as she wasn't interested in Brody and Page's affairs.

Observing her reaction, Preston couldn't help but ask, "Cami, are you harboring resentment against them?"

Camille furrowed her brows, meeting Preston's gaze. She chuckled lightly and asked, "Resent them? What do you mean by resentment? Anger or dissatisfaction?"