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My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633 - Hiding the Beauty

Camille flicked her head back to meet his gaze and said in a faint voice, "Say what?"

Ayan looked at her and saw the look of displeasure on her face, and his voice trailed off, "Nothing you want to say about tonight?"

Camille pursed her lips slightly, the expression on her face did not reveal much of her mind, her tone was light: "What do you want to say?"

"Do you think he'll be Preston?"

He gazed at her.

Her reaction was clearly mirrored on her face and her words were said with little warmth or emotion, "I don't know."

"Just don't know?"

Camille is not talking.

Because she's a bit of a mess right now.

She wonders if Benjamin is Preston or not?

But there must be some kind of connection between these two, but if it's true that Benjamin is Preston, why would he be like this?

Is it just to avoid the police?

If this is the case then there is no need to appear.

Camille was silent, the tight frown between her eyebrows becoming more pronounced as she asked the question on her mind, "You think he's Preston, right?"

Ayan did not immediately respond, holding her hand palm also did not let go, face reveals a few light smile, under the eyes of the gods unknown overflowing with indifference, he said lightly: "not feel."

Camille re-met his gaze, "So you knew from the beginning?"

"You really think I'm a god? I'm not that spiritual, and I only made my judgment after seeing him tonight."

Before this, he was not completely sure, but only vaguely guessed in his mind.

But also did not expect Preston will show up in such a capacity, he thought he would appear in the identity of Preston, he would admire two points, at least have the courage, but now, he would not even put him in the eyes, after all, even a man who does not dare to reveal his true identity, and what is it?

Ayan hummed softly, playing gently with Camille's fingers, his voice low and faint, "If he really is Preston, is there anything you want to say?"

"I don't know, I'm in a bit of a mess, can you let me think about it?"

Camille has not yet recovered from everything that happened tonight, so her whole body is in a daze.

After she said that, Ayan didn't push her and naturally didn't pursue it any further, but just nodded his head: "Okay, tell me when you think about it, huh?"

Camille nods gently, the emotion ever present on her face.

Kian also drove the car to Maple Leaves Mansion, Camille pushed open the car door and got down, Ayan also followed.

He walked over to Camille from the other side and took her hand, "I'll walk you in."

Camille frowned slightly and said lightly: "No, it's just a few steps, I can go up by myself, it's late, you should go back to rest early too!"

Her meaning was obvious, Ayan just smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back to rest too, go in, I'll watch you go in before you go."

Camille didn't refuse again and walked in under Ayan's watchful eye.

She took the elevator back to the house, and then Ayan's message followed.

"Getting home?"

"Well, it just arrived."

"Okay, get some rest early, I'm off."

"Well, be safe!"

After a brief reply, she put the phone down and went to sit on the couch. She still had the number in her phone, but she hesitated and did not dial it.

After Ayan saw Camille off from Maple Leaves Mansion, Kian glanced in the rearview mirror and warned, "Mr. Simpson, there's a car that's been following us since we left the hotel."

"Ignore it and keep driving."

"Okay, is it back to the office or back to the Simpson's mansion?"

Ayan swept a glance at the night outside the window before saying faintly, "Take a detour and stop at a nearby congee store."

Kian didn't know what Ayan was going to do, but did as he was told.

There happens to be a relatively famous congee store nearby, usually for late night snacks, and it's been a long time coming in Hance City.

Kian stopped the car and looked back at Ayan: "Mr. Simpson, want to buy porridge?"

"Well, you go down and pack one of her favorites." Ayan faintly quoted the name, then Kian got out and went to buy it.

The wait took about half an hour, during which time Ayan sent Camille a message, "Stay awake after your shower, I'll bring you something."

Camille returned a few minutes later, "Send it tomorrow?"

"Now."

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