My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1092

Chapter 1092: Tricks

Ayan glanced at Rex with disdain. "You better not show that face of yours in front of Sienna. Otherwise, she might start suspecting some connection between you and Molly's unborn child."

Rex quickly responded, "I'm just curious. You're using Molly to control Preston, right? While I'm more interested in Preston than Molly. He's been prancing around for too long, doing so many disgusting things. When do you plan to deal with him?"

Ayan didn't respond immediately. He silently looked out the window. Although he was aware of the Walker family's movements, he genuinely didn't care if Molly's child would stay. He didn't believe that Molly keeping the child would truly restrain Preston.

After all, Preston was entirely self-centered. He could have used Molly's pregnancy to try to control the Walker family, but it backfired, leading to his current predicament. This meant that his previous efforts with the Walker family had been in vain. So, why would he give up his resentment and grievances against Molly for a child?

Ayan squinted his eyes slightly, his expression becoming more indifferent. The car was nearing Franklin Bay.

His voice broke the silence again, saying, "Whether Molly has a child or not probably doesn't matter much to Preston. In his eyes, there's only self-interest. He won't let a child become his weakness. Now, he's aligning himself with the Armstrong family, probably thinking they offer him some advantage. When the Armstrong family finds him useless, he'll treat them the way he treated the Walker family."

"Shouldn't you be more cautious? The Armstrong family is your in-law, and even though your relationship isn't good, if something really happens, your wife might be heartbroken. After all, the last time Armstrong Corp had an issue, she went through a lot to fix it!"

Rex's words halted Ayan's expression.

His deep eyes revealed a cold, detached demeanor, with a hint of icy warmth, as if Rex's words had touched a nerve.

The rest of the journey remained silent. The driver took them to the villa, and Ayan got out first. The driver then took Rex to the neighboring house.

Standing at the doorway, Ayan looked at the dim light in the bedroom, took a silent deep breath, and then entered without saying a word.

Ayan returned home, and Camille hadn't gone to bed yet.

It wasn't particularly late, as Camille had just finished chatting with Sienna, so sleep was far from her mind.

Ayan pushed open the bedroom door, and the person lying on the bed immediately looked up. "You're back!"

The warm feeling of someone waiting was something only those who had experienced it could truly appreciate.

Ayan's gaze softened as he walked over at a leisurely pace, taking off his coat and hanging it nearby. He stopped by the bedside and asked, "Why haven't you slept?"

"Waiting for you," she replied playfully, making Ayan's eyes even more profound.

Ayan's voice was slightly husky as he said, "So, you're clinging to me now?"

"Don't you like it?"

"I do," he admitted without hesitation.

Camille blinked at him and asked, "Why were you out for so long? Who were you with?"

She hadn't asked before he left.

Ayan truthfully shared with her the details of his meeting. Camille nodded along, then, with a hint of surprise, asked, "Horace too? Are you planning to collaborate with him now?"

"Yeah, that's the plan."

"Is it because of Grace and me?"

"That's a part of it. But specifically, it's because Horace is a good guy, and he has the resources I need. He's done well in investments, and we'll need his expertise for risk assessment in Simpson Group's projects in the second half of the year. So, I'm planning to collaborate with him."

Ayan was honest in his response, even if it pertained to work matters. Camille simply told him, "As long as you see value in the collaboration, that's good. I don't want you to establish a connection with Horace just because of me and Grace. Work is work, and life is life."