Female Novel
Chapter 1427 Contradiction
Chapter 1427 Contradiction
Camille actually knew Grace quite well. She was someone who would speak up about anything, soit was impossible to overlook the excessive obviousness of her reactions at this moment.
Ayan pulled her into his arms directly in response to Grace's concerns. His voice carried a faintsmile as he said, "She has someone who cares for her. Nothing will happen. You, as her sister, areworried, but you have a tight grip on Horace, so there's no need to worry about her being mistreatedor anything."
Camille knew this as well, so naturally, she wasn't worried.
However, when it came to the Armstrong family matter, Camille was still worried about Grace'spsychological issues. Normally, it would take a long time for someone to grow, but Grace seemed tohave grown overnight. The speed of her growth was truly remarkable, so fast that Camille couldn'thelp but worry about the possible impact on her psyche.
Camille pursed her lips slightly, her voice becoming somewhat uneasy. "Are you getting closer toHorace? There are things that you men might be better at discussing. Although my relationship withher is improving, there are certain things I feel I'm not suitable to talk about. So, could you talk toHorace for me and make sure she spends more time with her? We can't let her experience anydepression."
Camille's only concern was this because a person's mental illness is invisible to outsiders, and onlythe individual themselves can bear the unimaginable pain.
Ayan made a soft sound of acknowledgment. He said, "I know."
Camille also spoke softly, "Then, Mr. Simpson, please take care of it."
Ayan snorted lightly and said indifferently, "You only bother being polite when you need somethingfrom me."
Camille retorted, "Do I? Am I not usually like this?"
He said, "You're usually quite cold towards me."
"Is that so? Are you accusing me?"
"Isn't it true? I have evidence. Do you want to see it?"
He asked with confidence, looking as if he had evidence. It made people ponder and doubtthemselves.
Camille also pursed her lips slightly and carefully considered, then asked in a low voice, "Whatevidence do you have?"
"Do you want to see it?" he asked calmly, then began to negotiate conditions. He said, "If I presentthe evidence, you have to promise me something."
"What is it?"
"I haven't thought of it yet. I'll tell you when I do, alright?"
"That won't do. What if the condition you mention is something I can't fulfill?" Camille said calmly,feeling a bit flustered inside. This man always had the upper hand, and she was no match for him.Naturally, she didn't want to agree to his vague requests and conditions without clarification.
Camille's guard made him laugh, and he said, "Are you so afraid of me?"
Camille refused to admit it and simply said, "I'm not afraid of you. I just don't want to promisesomething I can't fulfill. I value integrity, and I won't agree to things I can't do."
In reality, she simply didn't want to agree to his vague conditions. Camille understood Ayan well, soshe was cautious and vigilant at every turn.
But while she understood him, he understood her as well.
Together, they had 180 tricks up their sleeves.
He smiled lightly and said, "I told you, it won't be something you can't do. I just haven't figured outwhat I want from you yet. But I promise, I won't make any outrageous demands, alright?"
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"Of course, it's true."
"Well, then I don't want to either," Camille refused to relent, but added, "Honestly, do you not want tohelp me? If that's the case, just say it directly. I won't make it difficult for you."
Camille's unexpected move caught Ayan off guard.
He looked at her helplessly and said, "Now you're turning against me too?"
"Isn't it all thanks to Mr. Simpson's teachings? Being around you, one inevitably learns a thing ortwo," Camille smirked cunningly. Her smile seemed to carry a hint of fox-like calculation, causingAyan's gaze to fixate on her without blinking. His eyes gradually grew deeper, and Camille, caughtoff guard by his sudden intensity, raised her hand to cover his eyes, preventing him from continuingto stare. She asked, "What are you doing?"
Ayan raised his hand and held Camille's hand that was blocking his eyes. He softly murmured, "Sodomineering? Now I'm not allowed to look either?"
Camille pursed her lips and remained silent. She then leaned against his chest, her whole beingfinding solace in his embrace. She asked earnestly, "Am I really cold to you normally?"
She began to reflect on herself and considered the need for change if she had truly been that way.After all, in a marriage, mutual adjustments are necessary for improvement.
Ayan maintained his usual demeanor without any additional change in expression. His voiceremained normal as he said, "A little."
"Well, if such a situation arises in the future, promise me that you'll let me know, okay?"
"Okay."
He gently embraced her and responded with an unusually deep voice.
Since Ayan had expressed his feelings, their relationship was no longer distant but increasinglyaffectionate. Even in their current separated state, it didn't hinder their emotional connection.
Camille, especially, sincerely believed that their relationship had improved after their separation. Itwas a state of equal emotional footing, a kind of attachment that made her feel normal in a maritalrelationship.
Conflicts and disagreements are actually normal patterns of interaction between spouses, but theyshould be limited to minor disputes. If either party crosses a certain line, such a relationship likelywon't last.
Just like the relationship between Brody and Page, although they appeared to be an exemplarycouple to the outside world, only they knew the true state of their relationship.
The Armstrong family was already in a state of utter disarray, with one member permanently goneand the other currently under significant suspicion at the police station.
This matter had truly spread widely, and the entire Hance City, be it the upper-class circles or majorforums, was discussing it.
However, thanks to Ayan's initial efforts to prevent the incident from spreading and being revealed,up until now, nobody knew the exact location and area of the incident.
Perhaps it was due to the fortunate timing and circumstances. After all, it was raining when thepolice and search teams were dispatched to search. The tourist area was practically deserted at thetime, preventing the location from being known to anyone. This also helped preserve the scenefrom being tampered with. Although it rained, there was no guarantee that some evidence thatcould be useful was not left behind.
The next morning, just as Ayan had finished a morning meeting and returned to his office, before hecould even sit down, Kian's phone began to ring.