My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 1058

Chapter 1058: Benefits

Camille fixed her gaze on Ayan without blinking, not missing any of his reactions.

Her scrutiny made Ayan smile, and he gently asked, "Why are you looking at me like this? Worried that I'm keeping something from you?"

"Yes, so should you?" Camille didn't deny it and nodded directly in response.

Her direct and honest approach elicited a smile from Ayan. He smirked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's about the Armstrong family."

"No, I don't. I don't care about the Armstrong family's matters unless they're related to you. So I have no idea what you're referring to."

Ayan's response was calm, and his expression didn't reveal much. Camille wondered if he was telling the truth or not.

Camille kept a serious expression, and she didn't immediately speak. Her silence made Ayan squint his eyes and ask, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Camille pursed her lips, seeming somewhat hesitant. She said, "I don't know if this is true or false. I thought you might know more than I do, so I wanted to ask."

"So, what exactly are you talking about?"

"She said that Dad has someone else outside, and her coldness and neglect towards me are just attempts to please Dad. She wants me to cooperate with her to take over Armstrong Corp and everything related to the Armstrong family," Camille said with a self-deprecating smile and a mocking glint in her eyes.

Ayan also furrowed his brow slightly, and his voice turned cold, like ice. "So, what benefits can you gain from this?"

"Probably a bit of maternal love that has no use for her," Camille said with a chilly smile and a cold tone. She continued, "Honestly, I don't believe her. Even if what she said is true, I don't trust her ultimate motives. If she can endure silently for her benefit all these years, why tell me now? Isn't she afraid I'll tell Dad? After all, I can cooperate with her, just like with Dad."

Camille found the terms "mom" and "dad" quite ironic, and she couldn't even bring herself to say them aloud. She wasn't sure how to address them with her current feelings.

Listening to Camille's words and observing her expression, Ayan realized she was in a bad mood. He took her hand, and in a low, serious tone, he asked, "So, you wanted to ask me if I knew about this?"

"Yes," Camille nodded, explaining, "I don't even know if it's true or false. So, wasn't it logical to assume you might have more information than me?"

Ayan's expression turned slightly more serious. Although it wasn't a major issue, it did have some relevance to Camille, so he needed to be sincere.

After a brief moment of silence, he said, "This matter needs further investigation because I genuinely don't know. However, if it's true, it will come to light sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."

"What's the point of knowing? For me, it seems to have neither benefits nor drawbacks, as I didn't cause this situation. I also don't believe that cooperating with her will earn me genuine maternal love, and I won't use methods I dislike to please her. If the maternal love I get in return isn't sincere and is based on personal gain, I don't want it. I can't afford it."

Camille vented her frustrations and emotions, and it was only in front of Ayan that she could openly express all her feelings without restraint.

Although she would also confide in Sienna, she couldn't reveal too much to her. Most of the time, she appeared strong, as if nothing was wrong. Camille didn't want Sienna to worry too much or confront those who treated her poorly on her behalf. She didn't want Sienna to be anxious and distressed because of her anger.

But with Ayan, she didn't have these reservations. Perhaps she felt that Ayan could provide her with enough security, so she genuinely wanted to rely on him and share all the negative emotions in her heart.

Ayan understood her mentality well and knew what she was thinking.

"Then give it a try," Camille laughed.

Ayan smiled and then simply embraced her. In a husky voice, he said, "Really want me to try?"

Listening to his husky tone, Camille shivered for a moment and instinctively tried to push him away. "Back off a bit. I'm a bit thirsty; I need to get some water."

She wanted to leave his embrace, but Ayan refused to let go. He whispered, "I'm heading to Dane tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Ayan, can you keep your mind on more wholesome thoughts?" Camille complained, causing Ayan to chuckle, "I can't think of anything wholesome when I see you. Besides, you're not one for exercise usually. I'm doing this for your own good, hoping you'll get some physical activity. Is there something wrong with that?"

He adopted a tone that suggested he was doing it for her own good, making Camille roll her eyes.

However, nothing came of it, as Ayan's phone rang at that moment.

It was Kian calling.

He looked somewhat displeased and reluctant to answer. Camille beat him to it and pressed the answer button, and on the other end, Kian's voice came through, "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Burris's secretary just contacted me. Mr. Burris would like to meet with you now. Would you like to meet him?"

Ayan furrowed his brows, his tone devoid of warmth. "Meet me now? Did they mention the reason?"

"No, because it was the secretary who called, so I don't know why Mr. Burris wants to see you," Kian replied in a low voice, as he had just received the call and immediately contacted Ayan.