My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 638

Chapter 638 - Send Away

When Cora saw that he was leaving, she couldn't control her emotions and said, "Ayan, Ayan, please let me go! Please, I don't want to be trapped here all my life. As long as I can get out, you can make me do anything, OK?"

Ayan did not respond, just gave her a deep look before lifting his feet and walking out.

Cora couldn't control herself and started to curse Camille: "She's the one who have talked you into all of this, right? Why do you still refuse to separate when you're divorced? She's the one who's been pestering you, isn't she? Bitch, Camille, you bitch, bitch!"

"I'll have someone send you out of here later." Ayan stopped and turned around to set his gaze back on her, and his deep eyes were filled with a chill like a sharp sword that people didn't dare to look at.

Cora naturally shut up immediately, and if it wasn't for the words coming out of his mouth, she even had the illusion that Ayan would just strangle her to death.

But when he said he would arrange for her to leave the area, was he trying to release her behind Camille's back?

Cora's heart rose with hope and wondered if Ayan had gone soft on her for old times' sake.

If this was really the case, then did it mean that Ayan still had her in his heart?

While thinking of this, her heart also rose with a trace of joy. She knew Ayan was still thinking about their love.

With her lips lightly pursed and her eyes full of hope, she asked in a low voice, "Ayan, are you really willing to let me leave here?"

"Of course!" He kept his eyes narrowed and the meaning under his eyes was thick with obvious hints that made it hard to read.

Cora asked again, "Where are you sending me when you leave here? I don't want to go back to Austin, I can go anywhere you want me to go as long as I can be with you."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah." She nodded heavily, and a light smile spread across her face, but Ayan didn't even give it another glance, just skimmed it indifferently and left the room.

From the room, Kian also immediately greeted, he inchalantly instructed: "Later you drive Cora back, according to our original plan."

Kian nodded and the two walked back to the living room.

Ayan looked at Camille and said, "Let's go upstairs for a while?"

Camille didn't know what he was going to do, but nodded in agreement.

The two went upstairs, and although there weren't always people living here, it was well=equipped with everything.

The two of them sat on the on the second floor balcony. The maid brought fruit and tea, and then when the maid retreated, Ayan spoke unhurriedly, "I asked Kian to send Cora away."

"Where to send her?" Camille asked as she turned to face Ayan.

He didn't answer, just said, "Not now, later, huh?"

He kept it from her, and Camille was at a loss.

She wondered what Ayan was trying to do.

But since he chose to send Cora away from here, the he must have already thought of the punishment. To save some unnecessary arguments and trouble, Camille could not help but say, "If you protect her in the name of sending her away, you know the consequences."

Even if he didn't talk and he could have everyone keep it as a secret, could he keep it from her for a lifetime?

Sooner or later, there would be a time when she would know. And when that time came, she would definitely draw a line with him at every cost.

Cora had crossed a line she could never forgive for the rest of her life.

Her voice was not very loud, but the tone and her determination were very clear and obvious, especially the hint of meaning that made Ayan slightly stunned.

The expression on his face then became grave, and his voice was low, "I don't mean to protect her, it's just that it's not safe here for now."

"I'm also just giving you a heads up to tell you what's on my mind, so you don't need to explain anything!"

Camille did not speak, her face slightly cold, but her attitude had disguisedly told Ayan that she did have doubts on him.

Camille was a little surprising to know that Cora was being sent to a mental hospital, but beyond that there were questions, questions about whether he was really sending her there?

Camille's silence made Ayan laugh lightly. His eyes were indifferent without any ripples. He said, "Since you don't believe me, why don't you communicate with me? Camille, I don't think we should be like this, shouldn't we be more honest?"

His words were like an unstoppable gyroscope that kept spinning on her heart, upsetting all her composure.

She pursed her lips slightly for a moment before speaking, "Okay, then let me ask you, did you send Cora to the mental hospital to protect her or punish her?"

"Of course it's the latter. If I can keep her hidden here all the time to protect her, why bother with the extra work?"

"Well, I know."

"It's OK now?"

"Hmm."

Ayan smiled with satisfaction and reached out to take her hand in his, but Camille subconsciously pulled away and said impassively, "Just because I trust you doesn't mean you can just touch me."

After saying that, she turned her head to look out the window.

Ayan was a bit helpless, but there was no other way.

He could only indulge her.

At the same time, Cora sitting in the car driven by Kian also vaguely felt something strange. The car drove straight out of the suburbs of Hance City. It was getting quieter and less crowded.

Cora asked impatiently, "Kian, where did Ayan ask you to send me?"