My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 816: Friendliness
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Chapter 816: Friendliness

Chapter 816: Friendliness

The friend request came from the museum project group.

It was from Preston.

Camille didn't click accept immediately. He seemed to anticipate her response and sent the request

again.

Camille finally accepted. She had blocked Preston once before and even deleted his contact. They had

only communicated through calls or text messages. So why did Preston proactively add her? Did he

have something to tell her?

Just after accepting his request, Preston's message immediately arrived.

Preston asked, "Cami, the museum project will officially resume tomorrow. I'm sorry for the trouble

caused to you and Mr. Simpson. I didn't know how to approach you until now, and I wasn't sure if I

could earn your forgiveness."

Camille didn't immediately reply upon reading Preston's message. She stared at her phone in silence.

Aria came out of the restroom and saw Camille lost in thought. She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Camille shook her head and didn't tell Aria anything. She simply remained silent, gripping her phone

tighter subconsciously.

As for Preston's message, she naturally didn't respond.

Her feelings toward Preston had always been conflicting. He had indeed helped her many times and

provided assistance and company when she felt most helpless and didn't know what to do. The

company had also thrived with Preston's support.

So sometimes, she couldn't help but ask herself, how did they end up like this?

Camille let out a silent sigh and her lips curved into a helpless smile.

And what did Preston mean by asking for her forgiveness? Did he know from the beginning what Austin

intended to do to her and didn't tell her?

If that were the case, Camille probably wouldn't forgive him.

If it had nothing to do with him, then why would he say such a thing?

Camille pursed her lips slightly and didn't dwell on it further. She put down her phone and didn't check if

Preston had sent any more messages.

Since Aria was here, Camille personally cooked dinner for her. Ayan returned from the company just in

time for dinner.

The three of them raised their glasses and toasted. Aria couldn't stop praising Camille, making Ayan

slightly jealous. Ayan said to Camille casually, "You should keep your distance from her. Why do I feel

like she's eyeing my wife?"

Camille couldn't help but laugh, "Who is your wife?"

"Don't you have an answer?"

"I have no idea."

"Really? Aria is right here. Can't you do me a favour?" Ayan smirked, a hint of grievance in his eyes, a

sight that made people feel sorry for him.

Aria chimed in, "Sister-in-law, just give my brother a chance! He only has you in his heart. Besides, he

belongs to you now. If you don't want him, we, the Simpson family, won't take him back either. Anyway,

it's up to you!"

Camille chuckled, "So you're shifting the responsibility onto me?"

"Well, yeah, I'm pushing it on you. So, are you taking over?"

"Let's see how he behaves himself. Since you all don't want him anymore, I feel kind of sorry for him.

But he has to prove himself before I give him a chance!"

Aria clapped her hands with a smile, then shot a meaningful look at Ayan. "Brother, did you hear what

sister-in-law said? You need to behave well. Whether you can enter through this door depends on your

abilities."

"Alright, I understand that I am unable to go back to the Simpson family now, and here I am still an

outsider. So, am I the most pitiful one?" Ayan willingly served the two girls, preparing their meals and

soup even though they were dining at home. Despite being indoors, he took good care of the two girls.

The three of them engaged in an open and honest conversation, without any concealment, freely

discussing various topics.

After dinner, it was already dark outside.

Naturally, Aria couldn't stay for long. After drinking some tea, she bid farewell.

Before leaving, she embraced Camille tightly and whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law, if my brother

upsets you, I'll help you punish him. And Mom will be on your side too. Three women against one man,

he won't stand a chance."

Camille nodded gently and said, "I understand. Thank you, Aria."

"We're family, no need to thank me."

Aria waved goodbye, reminding Ayan to behave well and try to win over Camille early.

Camille felt deeply touched, watching Aria enter the elevator before turning to the man beside her. She

reached out and held his hand tightly.

Ayan sensed her emotions and asked softly, "Is this really so touching?"

"Don't you find it touching?"

"If this already moves you, then in the future, you might spend every day feeling moved."

Ayan's statement was not an exaggeration.

Talia had treated her exceptionally well, as had Fletcher. The old Simpson was even more caring.

Every member of the Simpson family stood by her side, showering her with love. This was a level of

affection she had never experienced in the Armstrong family. Camille considered herself fortunate to

have encountered such a kind family like the Simpson family.

Camille sincerely thanked Ayan, saying, "Thank you."

Without him, she probably wouldn't have experienced the love of her caring parents, younger sister,

and grandfather.

Ayan gently rubbed her hair and pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly. In a soft and hoarse

voice, he said, "You are being silly."

He lowered his head and lightly kissed her forehead, his voice tender as he said, "No matter what

happens between us, they are your family. They won't change their care for you."

This was Ayan's promise to her, and she believed he would keep it.

Camille nodded with a smile on her lips, feeling her heart warmed by something indescribable.

The fact that Austin had kidnapped Camille was known by very few people. Ayan had kept it a secret,

not wanting anyone to casually gossip or misunderstand Camille.

Only a few individuals were aware of the incident.

As for how those people were dealt with, Ayan assured Camille that he would take care of it, and she

didn't inquire further.

She trusted that Ayan wouldn't let those people go unpunished.

As for Austin?

She had also been keeping an eye on the online news, but there was no update about Norman Group

or Austin.

So she had no idea what Ayan had done to Austin, if anything.

Camille didn't dwell on it too much as the next day she would return to work. Two architects had

already left: Louise had permanently departed, and Amber had resigned for various reasons,

consequently exiting the project.

Their company also lost the opportunity to continue participating in the project. On the first day of

resumption, Jenson thoroughly explained the situation to everyone. He stated, "We still need to recruit

another architectural firm, so there will be new architects joining us. I hope everyone can get along well

and avoid any internal conflicts or unexpected incidents. Otherwise, the future of this project will be

uncertain."

Everyone immediately nodded in agreement.

Such a significant event had a profound impact on other architects. It was truly an unimaginable and

affecting experience.

After all, a living person had vanished like this, and the "culprit" had yet to be apprehended.

Although Louise was not well-liked by many, her death still evoked feelings of pity and regret.

After the meeting with Jenson, Preston also arrived.

Preston wore a solemn expression as he expressed his apologies to everyone present. He said, "It's

my lack of discipline that allowed my secretary, Sean, to develop emotional entanglements with Louise.

I will cooperate with the police to apprehend Sean and ensure justice for Louise. I also hope that all of

you can supervise me, alright?"

Preston looked at everyone, his gaze filled with hope. It seemed as if a parent, who had made a

mistake, was pleading for forgiveness from their children. His attitude carried emotional entanglement,

an indescribable sense of melancholy.novelbin

His eyes eventually fell on Camille, as if waiting for something.

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