My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576: As If

Upon hearing Camille's questioning voice, Ayan finally stopped and loosened his grip on her, his voice deep and low as he said, "Now you want to know what I've been doing? Why don't you ask why I've been sitting in the car for so long?"

He had been sitting in the car all this time?

This was something Camille hadn't expected at all, so she looked at him with surprise and asked, "You've been in the car this whole time?"

Why didn't you go home?

Did you not feel like driving?

Of course, Camille didn't voice these questions. She simply pursed her lips, feeling weighed down and uncomfortable because of the pressure.

She wanted to pull her hand out of Ayan's grasp, but she lacked the strength to do so. Plus, Ayan had no intention of letting go, so she had no way out.

She could only look at Ayan and listen to his response, "You don't know where I've been, and you don't care. You can still fall asleep. Sometimes I really wonder what's going on in your mind. Do you not have any space for me in your heart? Is that why you don't react to anything I do? Are you simply indifferent?"

The man's deep, hoarse voice echoed in Camille's ears, causing her face to become somewhat stunned. How could this person twist things around like that?

Camille also felt very aggrieved as she said, "Isn't it you? You didn't even look for me when I didn't come back last night."

Camille felt quite helpless. How could this person speak like that?

She took a deep breath, and her emotions came along with it. She was already feeling very aggrieved today, and now he was saying such things. Camille tightly pursed her lips, took another deep breath, and her voice revealed a hint of displeasure, "Why can you twist things around like that? Obviously, you were the one who started throwing a tantrum, right?"

Camille had completely forgotten about their argument regarding the photos. Right now, she was completely unsettled, with Ayan constantly doing things wrong in her mind. She took a deep breath and spoke with a profound sense of grievance, saying, "Go away. I don't want to see you right now."

After hearing Camille's words, filled with grievances, Ayan laughed.

Ayan, of course, didn't leave. Instead, he reached out and gently pinched her chin, his voice low and hoarse as he said, "So now everything is my fault?"

Camille didn't say anything, but her eyes had already given their consent.

Camille looked at him indifferently, her eyes filled with cold displeasure.

Ayan continued, "Why are you so angry? What about me? You didn't come back all night, not even a phone call. You got mad and went out to play without having dinner, leaving me and Timmy at home. Should I also tell Timmy that you bullied me?"

Ayan listed Camille's offenses, his voice filled with grievances, as if he was about to cry.

Camille pursed her lips and, from being angry and displeased at the beginning, she became somewhat unsure of herself. Because the truth was exactly as he described, she had been acting like that. So why did it feel like she was the one in the wrong?

Camille glanced at Ayan without saying a word. The lighting was dim, so she couldn't see his facial expression clearly, but his deep and profound eyes were filled with indifference.

Camille looked away and murmured in a low voice, "I didn't do anything wrong. It was you who ignored me first."

Camille spoke with a sense of grievance.