My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 882

Chapter 882: Helping Hand

Apart from that, Camille didn't want to discuss her relationship with Ayan, as she disliked others gossiping about them.

So, when Preston started accusing Ayan word by word, her reaction became so intense and agitated.

After she shouted to stop him, there was a brief pause in Preston's voice for almost half a minute.

During this time, Camille remained silent.

They both kept quiet until Preston composed himself and spoke again, saying, "Cami, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just worried about you, and I didn't intend to badmouth Ayan. I only want to protect you from any harm."

Camille didn't reply, as she didn't want to continue the topic.

Preston didn't press on either; instead, he asked, "Actually, I don't have any specific plans. I'm in Flento right now. Do you want me to visit your Grandma?"

In a short while, it would be Flento City's annual Tomb Sweeping Day. Unlike other places, Flento City had its own customs and didn't follow specific dates for tomb sweeping.

Preston remembered this and asked casually.

However, Camille declined, saying, "No need, I'll visit Grandma when the time comes."

"I thought it might be troublesome for you to come back and forth. I'm here, so I could help you with that."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can handle it on my own. You don't need to trouble yourself."

Camille politely declined, but she didn't want Preston's help.

Sometimes, once a relationship fades, it's hard to restore it.

Preston seemed displeased with Camille's attitude and said, "Cami, I don't mean anything else. I just want to help you. After all, aren't we friends? Friends help each other without hesitation. Why do you have to be so formal with me? Is it because you have a better relationship with Ayan now, and we can't be friends anymore?"

"Cami, I'm going to be a father soon. Can't you trust me even with this?" Preston brought up Molly's pregnancy and asked Camille how he could make her feel better, as Molly had been acting irrationally and throwing tantrums, thanks to being spoiled by the Walker family.

He sounded helpless and unsure. In the past, Camille would have comforted him or tried to help him understand Molly, but now she didn't want to say anything.

She remained indifferent.

Preston sighed lightly and asked, "Cami, were you also moody during your pregnancy? What should I do to make her feel a bit happier?"

Camille calmly replied, "It's been a long time, and I don't remember well. You can ask the doctor; they'll give you the most objective advice."

After her response, Preston's face became stiff and cold. He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice, "Cami, it seems like no matter what I say, you won't talk to me properly."

"Preston, I don't know what you mean by talking properly. Am I not speaking properly now?"

"Cami, I don't know what's wrong with you. I don't know if you have misunderstood me, but I just want to tell you that I have no other intentions. I never wanted to hurt you, and my feelings for you remain unchanged."

Preston didn't continue the conversation and ended the call on his own, fearing that if they continued talking, Camille wouldn't even answer his calls next time.

After talking to Camille, the only thing Preston could be sure of was that Ayan was not with her. Otherwise, Camille wouldn't have had such a long conversation with him. If Ayan knew that it was Preston who called, he would have definitely tried to stop Camille from talking to him.

After a brief silence, Ayan spoke in a calm voice, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Camille didn't answer and questioned, "Why did you come back so late? Why couldn't you even take a call?"

Her tone sounded agitated and rushed, and Ayan took a step forward. As he hadn't changed or showered yet, he didn't sit on the bed, just leaned down to gently rub her hair and said in a soft voice, "I had to deal with something urgently, so I left my phone with Kian. I asked Kian to return your call. Right?"

"Why couldn't you take a call? What were you doing so late? What exactly was it that you can't tell me?" Camille continued to ask.

Usually, she wouldn't press so hard on a matter, but this time she was stubborn and wanted to understand clearly. She didn't know why; she just wanted to know where he had been and what he was doing.

Facing Camille's inquiries, Ayan sighed helplessly and shook his head lightly. "I went to the outskirts. Cora went missing. I went there to investigate, but I haven't found her yet."

Camille's brow furrowed slightly, and her expression turned somewhat rigid.

Camille didn't speak but looked at him with a cold detachment, and Ayan continued, "Don't overthink it. I was worried because I had her confined to a private mental hospital in the suburbs. She must have planned her escape carefully, so I have to find out where she went. Besides, her appearance is dangerous, and I don't want the past to repeat itself. So, I must find her as soon as possible."

Camille's expression softened a bit at this explanation, and she gazed at Ayan, asking, "Have you found her now?"

Ayan sighed again and shook his head. "No."

Camille's brow furrowed even more, and she asked, "She must have had help to escape. She wouldn't have been able to do it alone, right?"

"Yes, we discovered she had assistance from a staff member who is in charge of food purchase at the mental hospital. According to the his confession, Cora promised to marry him who helped her escape," Ayan explained with a hint of disdain in his voice. He added, "The man was nearly fifty and single."