My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 878

Chapter 878: Imparting

A handsome face appeared with a gentle expression, and the tenderness in his eyes was apparent. However, it was hard to imagine these sweet words coming from the mouth of a domineering CEO.

Camille felt from the bottom of her heart that if these words were not spoken by Ayan, they would feel somewhat put off.

Although Ayan's delivery wasn't that much, it still felt somewhat awkward, as if such words shouldn't come from his mouth.

Nevertheless, she smiled faintly and looked up at him. "Then I'll wait and see."

Ayan lightly pinched her cheek, and just then, the waiter knocked on the door of the private room.

When Camille saw the person already seated in the room, she froze in place. After glancing at the person and then at Ayan, whose hand was still intertwined with hers, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me she was back?"

Ayan explained in a low voice, "She said she wanted to surprise you."

Camille was somewhat bewildered. Well, it was indeed a surprise.

Sienna had stood up from her chair and quickly approached Camille. She opened her arms for a hug. "Darling, I'm here to keep you company. Are you happy to see me?"

Sienna had a radiant smile, obviously in a great mood.

Camille also smiled and snorted lightly, looking at her. "You didn't even tell me you were coming back. I could have gone to the airport early to wait for you."

"How could I trouble Mrs. Simpson? I grew a pair of legs. I can walk to you on my own." Sienna held Camille's hand and led her to the dining table. Ayan and Rex were also engaged in conversation, so the two women had their own space to chat.

Camille asked Sienna, "Did you really get married?"

"Yes, do you think I would lie to you?"

"It's not about whether you would lie to me, it's just that it's a little sudden. Why did you suddenly decide to get married? What benefits did he offer you to make you agree to marry him so suddenly?"

Sienna pursed her lips, realizing that the occasion wasn't suitable to talk about these things. She took out her phone, typed a few words, and passed it to Camille.

She whispered, "Since we're going to get married eventually, it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later. As for those owed formalities, let him take his time to fulfill them!"

Camille nodded, understanding Sienna's point, but the words Sienna had written left her shocked.

Sienna said it was because she had completely cut ties with the King family, and also because Mario had pressured her too much. She couldn't catch a breath or find an opportunity. Perhaps doing this could give her a slight sense of reliance and the feeling that someone was willing to bear the burden with her.

But a question also arose in Camille's heart. She asked in a low voice, "With your understanding of Mario, can he really let go completely?"

Grace's question stunned Sienna for a moment. She put on an unnatural smile and her voice turned hoarse. "You really do understand him."

There were many implications in that sentence, but Sienna didn't continue speaking. She simply said to Camille, "I understand what you're thinking. Let's talk one-on-one after I settle down."

Camille glanced at the two men and didn't want Rex to know, so she just nodded and didn't continue the topic.

The dishes were quickly served.

The four of them sat facing each other. It had been a long time since they had gathered together, so the atmosphere of the dinner was very pleasant.

Rex looked at Camille and Ayan and said, "When everyone else is available in the next few days, we should have dinner together. Today, we mainly invited the two of you to be the first to witness our marriage. Thank you both for taking time out of your busy schedules to join us."

Rex raised his glass and clinked it with Ayan and Camille. He continued, "You two are preparing for your weddings, so we'll wait for you to impart your experience to us."

Rex was brimming with smiles, clearly looking forward to his wedding with Sienna.

Camille didn't have much of a response, and Ayan just nodded in agreement.

After the meal, the four of them left Darkmoor. They each got into their cars and headed home.

Ayan was driving, and Camille sat in the passenger seat, the atmosphere feeling somewhat quiet and heavy.

Ayan took a quick glance at Camille and noticed her sitting quietly, staring out of the window, lost in thought.

Camille also smiled and looked at the two of them. "So if we hadn't run into you, were you not planning to tell me?"

This question was directed at Grace.

In fact, Camille had already anticipated this. Horace had asked her about Grace before, and then he took responsibility for everything related to Grace. It wasn't something a mere business partner or friend would do.

Perhaps the two of them had already expressed their feelings long before that, right?

After Camille's question, Grace hurriedly explained, "No, that's not it. I never intended to hide it from you. It's just that I've been looking for the right moment to tell you. I didn't want to keep it from you, I promise."

Grace was somewhat agitated, afraid that Camille wouldn't believe her. Her reaction made Camille smile, but she didn't truly doubt Grace.

Camille said, "Alright, I believe you. Does Mom and Dad know about your relationship?"

Grace instinctively looked at Horace, and then she looked back into Camille's eyes. She said, "Not yet, I haven't figured out how to tell them."

Grace sighed silently, her expression instantly turning melancholic.

Horace spoke gently, taking over from Grace, "Once you're ready, we'll go to the your family. With me there, nothing will happen."

Grace mustered a faint smile and nodded.

Camille observed their interaction, and she could tell that Horace seemed responsible and dependable.

As it wasn't suitable for a lengthy conversation right there, they exchanged a few simple words before parting ways.

Camille and Ayan took the elevator upstairs. There were only the two of them in the elevator. Unable to resist, Camille asked Ayan, "What do you think of Horace?"

Ayan looked at Camille, his eyes gentle, and asked, "What do you want to say?"