My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047: Urgency

Camille bit her lip and said, "I didn't think much of it at first. I felt that since he asked, I couldn't refuse. But now, talking to you, I'm starting to question if I did the right thing."

Camille's words hung in the air, but there was no response from Ayan on the other end of the line.

In truth, his anger was justified. After all, he and Preston didn't get along, and Camille doing something was the best option. However, it was also frustrating for him to feel this way.

Camille clenched her lips, her expression filled with unease. She spoke in a low voice, "I'm sorry for not considering your feelings. When he asked, I thought about repaying him for his past help and kindness. I've always felt like I owed him because he's helped me a lot."

"I understand. I'm not blaming you, and I'm not angry," Ayan replied calmly. His face was stern, and there was no hint of his emotions in his tone. He continued, "Since you've agreed, then lend it to him, but don't go meet him in person."

Camille quietly agreed, saying, "Yes, okay."

"How much is he borrowing from you? I'll have Kian prepare it, so just give me his address, alright?"

"I don't have his address, only his number. Is that okay?"

"It's fine," Ayan replied. He reassured Camille that she didn't need to worry about this matter anymore, and that he would take care of it.

Camille had no desire to meet with Preston in person, and with Ayan handling it, she felt relieved.

However, she added, "Leave it to someone else to handle. We don't want any conflicts. Since he's borrowing money from me, let him have it. It will put my mind at ease. I don't want to provoke him, not because I'm afraid of him, but because I don't want any unexpected incidents. Too many things have happened recently, and it's been quite frustrating."

Camille simply wanted a peaceful and uneventful life. Even if it lacked the fiery passion and excitement, as long as everything went smoothly, it was enough.

With so much happening recently, she realized the importance of interpersonal relationships. Some people, even if you'd known them for years, might not truly understand you, while others you'd just met a moment ago could become great friends if your values aligned.

Camille had a strong say in the concepts of family and friends, and she couldn't help but think that she was incredibly fortunate. She was surrounded by such wonderful family and friends; she should play the lottery, perhaps she'd win a jackpot!

Camille thought lightly to herself, and a self-deprecating smile crossed her lips.

Ayan took her advice to heart and reassured her, "I understand what you mean. Don't worry."

Camille felt relieved after speaking to Ayan, fearing that he might react like a scolding adult if he found out she had done something wrong.

But in a place where Camille couldn't see, after ending the call, Ayan's gentle demeanor vanished in an instant. It was replaced by a cold and indifferent aura, and his emotions turned frosty. He squinted his eyes, and the atmosphere inside his office, though bathed in bright sunlight, felt as cold as the heart of winter.

This coldness was piercing, making it unbearable to linger.

Ayan remained silent for quite a while, then finally raised his hand to dial an internal line. Kian's voice came through moments later, "Mr. Simpson."

"Come in."

"Alright, on my way."

The call ended, and it took Kian less than a minute to enter the office.