Female Novel
Chapter 1453 Bullying
Chapter 1453 Bullying
Ayan's voice was slightly heavy, a weight that did not reveal any suspicion, and his words alsomade the old Simpson fall silent.
The atmosphere in the ward quieted down, and the old Simpson's face showed a lot of seriousness.After a moment, he asked in a low voice, "So does Camille know?"
"Of course not. If she knew, the situation wouldn't be like this right now. I don't know if I should lether know. If she does, would she accept it? If she doesn't know, this matter will always be like a timebomb between us. You know her; she doesn't like to be deceived, even if it's well-intentioneddeception."
But would Camille accept everything if it were all discussed?
These questions were like a stone blocking their way, needing to be completely shattered for themto be honest. However, in the process of shattering it, there would be casualties. The reason Ayanhadn't mentioned it was to find a suitable explanation to minimize the damage.
He sighed silently, and his expression became increasingly heavy. He looked at the old Simpson,his mouth showing a hint of helpless smile, and said, "Grandfather, what should I do?"
The old Simpson had been concealing this matter, probably because he was worried that Camillewould find out and kept silent even from him.
But now Ayan knew everything, even more clearly than the old Simpson. So, he had no need tohide it.
The two locked eyes, and the old Simpson looked a bit gloomy. After a brief silence and carefulconsideration, he finally said, "The Armstrong family is going through this kind of thing now, so let'snot say anything for the time being. Let's make plans after the Armstrong family's situation passes."
The old Simpson believed that even if Camille didn't have deep feelings for the Armstrong family, inher heart, despite how her parents treated her and how they didn't cherish her enough, she still hada soft spot for them.
Camille was too kind. Many things she did, she wouldn't tell the other person, and only those whotruly understood her would know what kind of person she was. If people didn't understand her, therewould be nothing but misunderstandings.novelbin
Ayan smiled, implying the same thing. But after hesitating, he asked the old Simpson in a low voice,"Grandfather, there's more than just me who knows about this now. If Camille finds out, will youbear the responsibility with me? With you around, Camille won't be as angry. If I were to face italone, she would probably leave home and not speak to me for half a year."
The old Simpson's face froze as he heard this. His eyes instinctively looked at Ayan, and he asked,"Is this your main purpose for coming today?"
Ayan neither denied nor admitted. He just looked at the old Simpson and said, "Grandfather, I haveno choice. You don't want to see us drifting away, do you? Our current situation is good. After thisbusy period, we should prepare to take our wedding photos. Do you want to see Timmy's parentsstill separated after all this time?"
"Hmph!" The old Simpson snorted and looked displeased. But in the end, he didn't say anythingmore. He was just wearing a particularly dissatisfied look on his face, feeling very unhappy becausehe had been taken advantage of by Ayan.
But the old Simpson's reaction satisfied Ayan very much because his silence meant he had agreed.
Ayan's lips curled into a faint smile, his voice becoming very low and hoarse. He said, "Thank you,Grandfather."
This also served as a guarantee for when Camille would eventually find out. With the old Simpsonaround, Camille wouldn't solely blame him for everything, and this would reduce the friction betweenthem.
After squeezing the old Simpson, Ayan naturally had to stay and play a few games of chess withhim before leaving, or else if the old Simpson changed his mind, Ayan would have to bear all theresponsibility alone.
After spending time with the old Simpson, it was past 9 p. m. when Ayan left the hospital.
Before leaving, the old Simpson said displeasedly, "If I weren't begged by something, you wouldn'thave stayed until this late."
The old Simpson was right. Ayan was usually very busy and couldn't stay for long. Sometimes, hecould only stay for an hour or two, and sometimes he would leave after just half an hour.
Today, he had arrived during the afternoon and stayed until after 9 p. m.
The old Simpson just liked to complain.
Ayan smiled and said, "Grandfather, as long as you ask me, I'll definitely abandon my work andcome to accompany you. Would that make you satisfied?"
The old Simpson snorted, not willing to have anything to do with Ayan, and simply said, "Hurry backand spend time with Camille. You must be good to her, or I won't spare you. You can hide thismatter, but if you deceive her about anything else, I won't spare you."
The old Simpson genuinely loved Camille, and anything related to her, he took seriously. Hewouldn't allow anyone to bully her. His care for Camille was admirable, but it also made othersenvious. She hadn't received so much love in the Armstrong family, but she found it with the oldSimpson and the Simpson family.
After getting into the car, Ayan called Camille immediately. Camille had been waiting and wonderingwhy the two of them had talked for so long.
When she received Ayan's call, she couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been? Didn't you go tothe hospital to see your grandfather? Why did your grandfather say you never went?"
Camille's words made Ayan momentarily stunned, but he quickly regained his composure. Hesmiled and said, his voice deep and low, "Have you asked your grandfather?"
"Yes!"
"When did you ask?"
"Just now. The grandfather said you never went, so stop lying. Just tell the truth. Where did yougo?"
Camille sighed and didn't sound very forceful. After she finished speaking, Ayan's laughter becamemore obvious. He said, "Did you really ask?"
"Of course, if you don't tell the truth, I'll tell my parents and grandfather that you lied to me. Eachone of them will give you an hour of verbal education. Be honest or else."
Ayan laughed, his tone especially gentle. He said, "So, do you believe me from the bottom of yourheart?"
"Of course. Are you questioning me?" Camille asked calmly, but her tone became colder. Shecontinued, "Where are you now?"