My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322 Backbite

Camille wrinkled her brow, she looked at the person in front of her, obviously he was close, but she had the feeling that he was very far away from her.

Her face was cold because she didn't know what was going on outside?

So she had a slight doubt about Ayan's words, but all the actions and looks that Ayan showed were telling her that the matter was not a lie.

Her silence made Ayan smile lightly, "Are you worried that something will happen to him?"

She did not speak.

He then taunted, "A man like Preston wouldn't just die, after all, he's a man who would do anything to escape, and he would go to great lengths to keep himself safe."

He thin lips carelessly pursed, his eyes sunk like an abyss, not penetrating any light, can not see the bottom, the lips are net mockery, no temperature.

Camille's bright and beautiful face was flooded with uncomfortable curiosity because of his gloom and doom, and she just couldn't resist asking him, "Ayan, you minded between me and Preston like that, did you mind because I had some unspoken relationship with him? Or is it because you mind that I am displeased with my brief concealment of you in this matter?"

Ayan was silent, a face gloomy to the extreme, ugly.

He narrowed his eyes and swept Camille, the latter did not hide or avoid without the slightest flinch, the two eyes collided in the air, just like this gazing at each other for a long time without any reaction.

The words that Preston provoked him came to his mind, and the hidden patience of his heart was about to burst out, and when he had suppressed it for a long time over and over again to make sure he couldn't suppress it, he finally spoke up.

He coldly questioned, "Camille, who is your ex-boyfriend? Who is it that you can keep your mouth shut and never forget?"

He had suspected before that it could be Preston?

But if they really are, why don't they get back together?

And because later she was detached from Preston heart of doubt gradually less, but this time because Preston said those words, knowing that it is provoking him, but something in the heart took root, so it is difficult to completely and utterly remove the roots.

The atmosphere once again became frosty, and this question even made Camille rise up in the air with a hint of unspeakable anger.

Camille laughed lightly and asked indifferently in return, "Ayan, does this question have anything to do with what's going on right now?"

Ayan thinks she is deliberately avoiding any questions about the ex-boyfriend who has been on her mind for years.

Ayan sneered, "Is that how you love him? Afraid of what I might do to him if I find out anything about him?"

"Ayan, why are you always clinging to this?"

"Do you think it's just me holding on tight or have you been intentionally avoiding it? Camille, with our baby on the way, don't you think this matter also needs a thorough resolution?"

Ayan's attitude was insistent, and he was clearly trying to get this straight.

But Camille won't tell him.

If he knew that the person in her heart was him, it would probably be the most humble and inferior moment for her.

She had told herself since he filed for divorce that she would never let him know this secret.

So she would rather be misunderstood than tell the truth.

Because there is no need for any of them.

Camille sighed silently, her expression as warm as water, and she said, "I don't know what you mean by avoidance. If you think that one's past is also an escape then I have nothing to say, just like when I asked you about your relationship with Eileen, didn't you also refuse to reveal a word to me?"

"Now say more about you, to keep me out of the loop, you've now learned to bite back?"

"Is this a back-bite for me? Isn't it treating everyone equally? Why is it that you don't have to tell me about your affair with Eileen, but you have to know everything about my past?"

"It's not comparable."

He grimaced and made his position clear again.

A person's imagination can make up a world, so she had to force herself not to think any further.

Ayan asked Kian to drive him back to the hotel after he came out of the villa.

The atmosphere was so quiet that you could only hear each other's breathing, until the car stopped at the hotel entrance, Ayan opened his eyes, his voice was low and spoke: "You take time to go to Flento City in the next two days, check out Preston and Camille related to everyone, I want to know whether they have been together or not? "

Although it had been checked before, what was found was not thorough, so he did not believe it.

Kian immediately felt a lot of pressure and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Simpson, will it be bad if the lady knows about it?"

"That's your business, I want results."

Ayan was not polite, and after saying that, he had already pushed open the car door and went down.

Kian screamed, but had no choice but to find another excuse so that Camille could find out later.

Ayan returned to the hotel is close to 3:30, outside the sky seems to be ready to flood white, but he did not have the slightest sense of sleep, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, poured a glass of strong wine a drink, the sting of alcohol slipped through his throat bones, leaving a painful feeling.

His deep eyes were cold and chilly, and his brow was floating with little hostility, so he stood for a long, long time.

The following morning, everything resumed as usual.

Kian came to pick him up early in the morning and took him to Simpson Group. Sophia also came from Hence City, and she had heard about what happened in Hance City in the past few days, and when she saw Ayan, she couldn't help but laugh and tease: "Why are all your rivals so powerful? I feel that Camille's husband is much harder to be than you as the president of Simpson Group!"

Ayan looked at her indifferently: "You are in charge of the second round together with the Simpson Group team, so you can take this opportunity to bond and facilitate the cooperation later."

"Are you trying to take advantage of the competition to test my abilities?"

"You can say that if you want." Ayan didn't have the slightest euphemism.

Sophia was briefly speechless, then asked, "So will Camille continue to participate in the competition?"