My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1045

Chapter 1045: Dignity

Camille couldn't put into words what she felt deep down; it was a bit maddening. She didn't want her inner turmoil to show to Preston, but her patience with him had run out. Even saying one more word to him felt exhausting.

She was genuinely tired.

If given the choice, she'd prefer working late into the night rather than talking to Preston.

No matter what Camille said, Preston had already made up his mind.

Because he believed it was because of Ayan that she had been acting this way. He said, "Cami, is it because Ayan have feelings for you that you've completely fallen for him again, and that's why you can't see his flaws, that he's manipulating our relationship, and you don't realize he's controlling the bond between us?"

"Preston, we're friends, right?"

"Of course."

"If we're friends, then why is there no trust and honesty between friends? Just because I'm married to Ayan, it doesn't mean I have to involve all my friends with him. We're both independent individuals, and we have our own friends and personal space. Our friends don't have to know each other, so how can you say he's undermining our relationship?"

The two of them stood just a few meters from the entrance of a tall building. There was quite a bit of foot traffic, so no one paid them any attention.

However, yesterday's incident had garnered a lot of attention, and since the matter hadn't been entirely resolved yet, Camille was worried about paparazzi lurking around, catching her with Preston. It wasn't because she felt guilty about being seen with Preston, but she didn't want any further attention at this sensitive time. Grandpa had already ordered Ayan to handle the situation discreetly, so she wanted to avoid reigniting any media interest.

Camille concluded, glancing at her wristwatch. She looked at Preston and said, "I really have work to do. If you came here just to say that Ayan has manipulated our relationship, I've already explained it to you. If you're not satisfied with my explanation or think I'm biased, I don't know what I can do to make you believe me. Preston, if you think I've changed, then you can choose not to be my friend. I think becoming strangers might be the best resolution, what do you think?"

Afraid that Camille might walk away, Preston immediately asked, "Cami, does this mean you've chosen Ayan after all?"

Preston couldn't understand why, despite treating Camille better, she had chosen Ayan. Was it because she loved him?

Preston took a deep breath without uttering a word, his expression filled with frustration and disappointment as he confronted Camille. He said, "You're just a love-struck fool. Do you think he's perfect in every way? If he ever changes his mind, you'll be left heartbroken. Don't you remember how he treated you before? Have you forgotten who you are? Are you so humble that you can't live without him? You've already divorced. Why can't you completely leave him, Camille? Do you have no self-respect or dignity?" Preston practically shouted, each word filled with anger and condemnation.

The way he questioned her was nothing new to Camille, but this was perhaps the first time he'd confronted her face to face. At this moment, Camille saw the grotesque expression on Preston's face, and she felt frozen, as if something had locked her in place, rendering her motionless.

Her expression was unattractive. Her eyes held a deep sense of indifference as she looked at Preston. She opened her mouth, maintaining her composure. After a few seconds, she finally spoke, "Yes, I am helpless. I am lowly, is that enough for you? Are you satisfied with this answer? Is there anything else you want to say now?"

Camille felt extremely exasperated. Even though they were friends, there should be some basic boundaries, especially considering they were of the opposite sex. More importantly, there was already a strain in their relationship due to these issues, which he seemed unaware of. He believed he could say anything to Camille, and this was something she couldn't accept.