My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1450

Chapter 1450: Holding Back

"I'm home now. I've sent a video to Kian through the police station. You can tell Kian that when the police make their decision, they should release the video as well!"

Ayan responded with an acknowledging sound, showing that he wasn't particularly curious, probably because Kian had already informed him. Therefore, when Camille told him, there wasn't much emotion or reaction from Ayan.

Camille pursed her lips slightly, her voice sounding somewhat subdued. She sighed silently before saying, "Honestly, I feel a bit angry, but I dare not show it in front of Grace because so much has happened. Judging by Grace's state of mind, she's already feeling terrible. If I were to show my emotions, it might make things even worse!"

Camille slightly pursed her lips, her expression becoming somewhat dim. Even though Ayan wasn't present to see her, he could deduce her emotions from her words.

In a low, hoarse voice, he comforted her, saying, "Having emotions is a very normal reaction. When something like this happens, even a bystander would feel angry. Moreover, you witnessed the whole incident from start to finish, so it's normal for you to have emotions. But I don't want you to hold back your emotions just to avoid negativity towards others. It's not good."

Camille quietly agreed, saying, "I understand. I know what you mean, but I can't help feeling touched."

Ayan responded, "You can tell me anything. I'm not just your husband, but also your friend, okay? If you feel it's inappropriate to talk to me, you can talk to Sienna. You and Sienna share everything, and I believe she'd be willing to listen to you."

Ayan always knew how to uplift her spirits effortlessly. She smiled, her voice now cheerful, "I understand. Don't worry, I'll adjust myself. If I can't do it, I'll talk to Sienna."

"Not me?" Ayan said, full of anticipation.

Camille laughed, "Of course, I'll talk to you, don't worry. You can't escape."

Ayan certainly didn't want to escape. He hoped she would think of him first no matter what.

Even over the phone, both could sense each other's emotions. Ayan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, his voice becoming particularly low as he asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Camille softly pressed her lips together and whispered, "No need. You'll be off work soon, no rush. I'll have Auntie prepare dinner, and we'll have it at home tonight?"

"Okay."

Since the incident of their lunch being filmed, both now had their meals at home.

It wasn't that they were afraid to eat out but rather to avoid unnecessary gossip. They could eat at home anytime; they just didn't want to give those who loved to gossip more fodder.

As their conversation drew to a close, Camille suddenly remembered something.

She immediately asked, "Ayan, when I went to the police station today, I saw a familiar car. I'm not sure if it's his, but the last two digits of the license plate were exactly the same. I couldn't see the first two numbers."

Thus, she couldn't be certain.

Ayan followed up, "Whose car?"

"Father's."

This father naturally referred to Fletcher.