My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 788

Chapter 788: Contradictions

Amber naturally denied it, her eyes constantly evading. She turned around and quickly walked away.

She didn't come by car, so she had to walk to the side of the road and hail a taxi.

Several reporters were squatting at the entrance of the police station, probably there for Louise's incident. Amber lowered her head, and no one recognized her.

Camille also got into Yessica's car.

Buckling her seatbelt, Yessica drove away from the police station.

Camille asked, "Did Ayan ask you to pick me up?"

"Yes, yes, it was Mr. Simpson. He was worried, so he asked me to come and pick you up." Yessica nodded and couldn't help but ask the question that had been on her mind, "But why didn't Mr. Simpson come himself? Wouldn't you be even more moved if he did?"

Camille knew very well why Ayan wouldn't come to pick her up.

She understood it all too well, so naturally, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Because over the course of such a long time with Ayan, many things had happened, and repeated experiences made her well aware that sometimes, having greater power and influence didn't necessarily help to solve all the problems.

Sometimes, public opinion could become more and more uncontrollable as a result.

Camille didn't answer Yessica's question, instead, she remained silent in the back seat, her gaze fixed outside the car, feeling a sense of indescribable melancholy.

Was it because of Louise's sudden death?

It might have had some connection, but it wasn't solely because of Louise. It was simply because a life was gone just like that, and there wasn't really much need to fight for certain things.

Who knew what would happen in the next second?

So, cherishing everything in front of you was the best thing to do.

Yessica dropped Camille off at Maple Leaves Mansion, but she didn't immediately ask Camille to get out of the car. Instead, she looked around cautiously, on high alert. Camille couldn't help but smile and ask, "What are you looking at?"

Yessica said cautiously, "I'm checking if anyone is secretly taking photos."

Camille laughed and said, "Don't worry, no one can get in here."

The security at Maple Leaves Mansion was quite good, and outsiders wouldn't be let in. Even if someone managed to enter, they would be thoroughly checked.

After the incidents that had happened last time, Ayan had made some suggestions, so the property management of Maple Leaves Mansion couldn't afford to be negligent.

Camille said to Yessica, "Thank you for picking me up, but I'm a bit tired today. I won't invite you to come up."

"It's no trouble at all. Just go upstairs quickly. I'll wait for you to go up before leaving," Yessica said with sincere innocence in her eyes. She treated Camille with the same sincerity as always, without any ulterior motives or demands just because Camille was Ayan's wife.

After bidding farewell to Yessica, Camille got out of the car.

Just as she had stepped inside her house, Ayan's call came in.

Camille answered and put it on speakerphone. She poured herself a glass of water because she had talked quite a bit at the police station and hadn't had a single sip of water. She was quite thirsty now.

The person on the other end of the line didn't hear her speak and said in a hoarse voice, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm drinking water," she responded calmly.

Ayan continued, "Are you home?"

"Yes."

She seemed a bit aloof, so asked, "Are you upset with me?"

Camille said, "No."

He naturally didn't believe her.

His voice was gentle as he said, "Open the door."

Camille furrowed her brows slightly. He had come here, so why did he still call?