My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1151

Chapter 1151: Guilt

Kian responded in a hushed tone, "It's not anything substantial. I found out that the gossip reporter left his apartment the day Mrs. Simpson responded and hasn't returned since. As for the online commenters who received replies, I checked their IP addresses, but the information has been deleted, as if these people never existed."

Kian's voice carried a touch of concern. He continued, "Mr. Simpson, I suspect this matter might not be that simple. I also privately asked Logan, and the police haven't made much progress in investigating the person who made the phone call accusing you. I think it's because there's no information. Otherwise, why hasn't the police contacted you yet?"

Ayan remained silent, his face as cold as ice, and his eyes revealed a profound sense of indifference. After a long while, he spoke in a subdued tone, "I know someone. Go check on his recent situation."

Kian asked in a low voice, "Who do you mean?"

Ayan stated a name indifferently, and Kian promptly responded, "Alright, Mr. Simpson, I'll check right away."

After ending the call, Ayan didn't rush upstairs. Instead, he sat on the couch, gazing expressionlessly out the window. The sky had already darkened, and many unanswered questions had persisted for a long time, yet there were still no clues. Had the other party hidden too well, or had he overlooked something?

Ayan took a silent deep breath. His face became even colder and more composed. He sat like this for quite some time before finally getting up and heading upstairs.

Camille had finished her shower and, upon seeing him enter, intentionally avoided his gaze, her eyes practically saying, "I'm not guilty; there's no hidden agenda here."

Ayan, finding her reaction somewhat amusing, initially had no particular thoughts or intentions. However, observing her demeanor, he couldn't resist teasing her a bit.

Approaching Camille, his gaze unwavering, Ayan's voice dropped to a husky tone, "Cami, the way you're acting gives me the feeling you're hinting at something. Am I right?"

Camille was taken aback, her gaze instinctively meeting Ayan's. She immediately denied, "I'm not! I really am not. Please don't talk nonsense. I'm just reminding you to rest after your shower. It's late, and you have to get up early tomorrow, right? Don't misunderstand me, Mr. Simpson. Even though you have the Simpson Group's professional legal team, I'm no pushover. If you continue with these baseless remarks, I can sue you for defamation."

Having said her piece, Camille promptly stood up from the vanity she was sitting at. However, before she could take a step, Ayan had already seized her.

Ayan didn't actually do anything to her; he simply held her gently, resting his chin on her shoulder. Initially resistant, Camille gradually sensed that he might genuinely just want to embrace her.

Camille was momentarily surprised, then she lifted her hands to encircle the man's waist. She softly inquired, "What's wrong? Are you feeling down?"

Speaking in hushed tones, Camille's expression was filled with concern.

Ayan remained silent, continuing to hold her without letting go, and the two of them stood there, embracing each other in complete silence.

Ayan has always been very powerful, giving off a sense that he is invincible, both in his inner self and outward appearance.

This strong and capable man, however, occasionally reveals his vulnerability in front of Camille. This scene is only visible to Camille, proving her significance and importance in Ayan's heart.

After a long while, Camille softly spoke, "Ayan, is something bothering you? Is it work-related stress? If work is exhausting you, take a break. The company won't fall apart without you. You can temporarily let a professional team manage it. I don't want you to exhaust yourself. Think more about Timmy and me. Grandpa needs your encouragement in the hospital, too. Your parents are the same, you know?"

Camille comforted him intimately, soothing him with gentle words.

Ayan didn't interrupt her with even half a word. He maintained silence, listening to her encouragement until she finished speaking. Ayan then spoke in a calm tone, "So, you're worried about me?"