My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 661

Chapter 661 Apology

Preston's emotions gradually became agitated. His words made Camille confused over what he meant.

But Preston was also reluctant to say more, and his voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Sorry Cami, I didn't mean to get mad at you. I just thought of something unforgettable."

The more he said this, the more bewildered Camille became, and the more she didn't understand what was going on between them.

What was he hiding?

Camille frowned and her expression was very stiff as she said, "I didn't feel that way, and I didn't think that way. I'm sorry if there is any misunderstanding."

"No, Cami, I don't need you to apologize to me, and you don't need to feel sorry for me, because you're not the one who should be sorry."

His words mean a lot.

Camille's heart grew heavier with doubt, and her expression became grave and troubled as she asked, "Who do you think is the person who should apologize?"

Preston just smiled bitterly. He did not answer the question, just nonchalantly said: "Your Grandma's matter will soon have results. Although I did not say it, I have been investigating. I will get the evidence to prove my innocence to you. I will regain your trust."

He didn't bother Camille any more with talking, just said he'd let her get on with her own business, and then ended the call.

Preston's reaction was a little too predictable, and Camille's mind was filled with questions, many of which were a foggy mess that made her feel so tired.

She sat alone in the café until Ayan's call came, which retracted her mind back and she went back to the ward.

Rex and the others had left, leaving Ayan alone in the ward.

He was lying in his hospital bed and watched Camille come in and immediately beckoned, "Come over here for me."

Camille walked over and he took her hand in his and asked in a shallow voice, "Where have you been? What took you so long to get up here?"

"I sat downstairs for a while and thought I'd leave some time for you pals to chat."

"Next time they are not allowed to come, I do not want to talk with them." He said seriously, without coaxing at all. He lowered his eyes to look at her beautiful fingers, and with a dumb voice, he said: "You feel very boring to stay with me here? So you want to find a chance to get rid of me?"

Camille felt a little speechless. She did not say anything. She didn't do anything. He began to fantasize endlessly like a scriptwriter.

She swept him a cold glance and said without much emotion, "Well, you're right. I have such an intention, so do you want to make it true for me?"

Ayan looked at her and gave a light laugh, "What do you think?"

"I think it's definitely possible."

"Hey, nice try! Don't even think about getting rid of me!"

After saying that, he clutched her hand more tightly.

Ayan refused to hire a caregiver, although he couldn't walk for now due to the foot injury. As for Kian, his answer was, "Kian's salary is much higher than a caregiver's. It's not cost-effective for Simpson Group and me. He has to stay in the company to handle my business."

So naturally, the most suitable candidate was left with only one person, and that was Camille.

And that was the ultimate meaning in his words.

He had decided so and meant it. Camille knew what was in his mind, but because she was also concerned about his condition, she also had to stay with him.

Camille spent the morning at the hospital, and after lunch, Camille returned to Maple Leaves Mansion while Kian came to report to Ayan.

She didn't change her clothes last night, so he went back to Maple Leaves Mansion to take a shower, and then went out to the nearest supermarket to buy some wholesome ingredients to make soup for Ayan.

Camille came out of the residence building and was just about to walk to her car when she met Horace, who was also returning from outside.

The two looked at each other. Horace nodded in greeting. Camille also nodded slightly with a smile on her face.