My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 1439

Chapter 1439: Connection

Ayan squinted as he walked over to sit next to Camille, his gaze fixed on her without wavering. But Camille showed no reaction.

"Why aren't you speaking?" Ayan finally spoke up.

Camille put down her phone and looked up at Ayan, raising an eyebrow. Her voice was as gentle as water as she asked, "What should I say? I'm just here for the show!!!"

She seemed unaffected by the situation, but her nonchalant attitude only made Ayan more worried.

Ayan squinted slightly, his voice a bit husky as he said, "You don't need to watch."

With that, he reached out and took her phone from her hand, not wanting her to continue reading. He gently held her face in his hands, his gaze soft as he spoke, "I'll handle this matter, you don't need to worry. Whatever they say, I'll make sure they pay the price. Don't feel any pressure, okay?"

Camille furrowed her brow slightly. She looked up at Ayan and said, "I have no pressure, no burden. This matter doesn't really affect me at all. So you really don't need to worry about me. Didn't you just talk to Kian about it? There's no need to deal with it specially, because it won't make much difference. Since that's the case, I think it's better to just let it go. It doesn't matter anyway."

Camille's tone and demeanor made Ayan believe that she truly didn't care, and she seemed to have little feelings about the matter.

But Ayan still explained, "It's not about ignoring it, it's about waiting for the right time. Now is not the right time. Any statement we make will only excite the netizens and media even more. Why should we satisfy them?"

Camille nodded, "I agree."

Ayan continued to gaze into her eyes, trying to read her emotions, but couldn't discern much. Yet he still wanted to know how she truly felt, so he asked, "You really don't care about this?"

Camille looked at Ayan and said, "I really don't care. If it were something I cared about, I would tell you. Can't you see from my current demeanor? Do I look like I care?"

Honestly, she truly didn't care, which is why she seemed so relaxed. Not caring meant she didn't have any excess emotions or reactions.

Camille was worried that Ayan didn't believe her, so she tilted her head and gave him a faint smile. She said, "I'm really fine, there's nothing wrong. I'll tell you if I'm unhappy about anything."

Camille's expression was serious as she stared at Ayan without blinking.

Their eyes met, and Ayan's voice spoke again, "It's good if there's nothing wrong. If you're ever unhappy or have any other emotions, tell me right away, okay?"

Camille nodded, "Okay, I know!!"

Ayan felt a bit guilty because he had promised to take Camille out for dinner today. He sighed silently and embraced Camille, holding her close. His voice was low as he said, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on taking you out for dinner today, this wouldn't have happened."

Camille slightly furrowed her brow and smiled gently, "Don't say that. Even if you hadn't insisted on taking me out, I would have found a way to make you take me out!!"

Over the years, there had been good relations between them due to the closeness between the old Armstrong and the old Simpson. Even after the old Armstrong's passing, the old Simpson continued to assist Brody and the Armstrong family.

However, Brody had taken it for granted. Despite these facts being known to the old Simpson, he chose not to dwell on them or confront Brody, out of respect for the old Armstrong and Camille.

The current situation involving Brody had enraged the old Simpson.

After the question, Fletcher hesitated to answer, but after giving it some thought, he said, "It should be related, as all the evidence the police have points to his involvement with Regina."

The old Simpson sighed heavily, "What a mess!!"

His expression was grave, with a furrowed brow.

Fletcher, seeing the old Simpson's concern, reassured him, "Don't worry, he'll have to face the consequences for his actions."

"Paying the price for wrongdoing is only natural." The old Simpson sighed silently, some thoughts lingering unspoken.

His hesitation made Fletcher curious, "Is there something you want to say?"