My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 808

Chapter 808: Silver Tongue

He followed the direction of his gaze and saw the man standing there, motionless with an expressionless face, mocking him with cold indifference in his eyes. Austin's face instantly froze, and he sat up straight, his voice slightly stiff, "Mr. Simpson, you're quite fast."

Glancing at his watch, his tone was much calmer than before, with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Mr. Simpson is punctual, right on time. It seems Mr. Simpson loves Mrs. Simpson very much, and your feelings for her are genuine. So why can't you let go of someone else's wife?"

Ayan's face changed slightly. Although he was standing alone, with Austin and three of his men present, it didn't diminish Ayan's confidence. Wherever he stood was his domain. Even though Austin constantly provoked him, he didn't feel the slightest bit inferior.

Facing Austin's question, he remained expressionless. "Are you prepared for the consequences if you want Cora back?"

"What consequences? She's my wife. Why would I need any consequences to have my own wife back? What do you mean, Mr. Simpson?"

"Does Mr. Norman have a memory of only seven seconds? Did you forget in the blink of an eye? Do you not remember what your wife Cora has done?"

Ayan squinted his eyes, a hint of coldness flickering in them. Every word he said reminded Austin of Cora's crazy behavior.

But he refused to admit it and didn't want to face the fact that his wife was a psycho.

His eyes glimmered with coldness, and he snorted, "Doesn't Mr. Simpson know about her condition? Isn't it clear who caused her to become like this? So, Mr. Simpson, are you trying to completely remove yourself from the picture?"

Ayan looked at Austin indifferently and asked, "Does Mr. Norman believe that resorting to elaborate revenge is the right thing to do?"

"I can't just let myself be bullied, can I?"

"Do you think the Simpson family is bullying her or bullying you as a couple?"

"Can Mr. Simpson honestly say that your grandfather and parents haven't done anything to wrong her?" Austin questioned. He stood up from his chair, his gaze cold and distant. He continued, "Does Mr. Simpson think you bear no responsibility?"

"That's not for you to ask, so I don't need to tell you my answer. But since you brought up whether I've wronged her or not, I can assure you that I haven't. If she willingly took the money and left, it means she was mentally prepared for all the consequences and chose to treat everything as if it never happened. Do you think such good fortune exists in this world?"

Moreover, she could have refused or directly told him and left everything for him to handle.

All those excuses about being afraid of causing a rift between him and his family and affecting their relationship were just excuses.

Ayan's narrowed eyes became even colder, and his words made Austin feel his dignity harmed even more. Especially with his people present, his dignity as a man was continuously mocked and questioned by Ayan. Austin sneered, "Mr. Simpson, you're quite silver-tongued."

Ayan glanced at him calmly, showing no emotional response to his remark. His gaze was like that of someone looking at an utterly ordinary person. This kind of indifference, in Austin's eyes, was Ayan's lack of respect for him.

Because only by not regarding someone highly would one not have any emotional reactions.

Just an insignificant person, nothing more.

Austin's face turned solemn, and his eyes burned with intense emotions. He said, "Since you think this way, why bother coming here today? After all, Mr. Simpson and the people from the Simpson family have done nothing wrong. The ones who are at fault are us, the innocent people. Mr. Simpson has a good case, so why not just call the police and have me arrested? Oh, unless you're afraid? Afraid of what I might do to your wife?"

Austin slowly approached Ayan, a disgustingly smug smile on his face, his eyes filled with mocking scorn. He deliberately provoked Ayan in this manner, saying, "To be honest, Mr. Simpson, my men haven't had a woman in a long time. They all light up at the sight of Mrs. Simpson. If it weren't for me holding them back, they probably would have devoured Mrs. Simpson, bones and all. So, Mr. Simpson, it's best not to look at me like that, and definitely not pretend you can't hear what I'm saying. Otherwise, I might get angry. And when I get angry, I can't guarantee what I might do. What do you say, Mr. Simpson?"

He chuckled coldly, watching Ayan's expression gradually turn sour and stiff. His mood became exceptionally delightful.

Austin smiled with a curled lip in front of Ayan and said, "Mr. Simpson, have you figured out why you came here today?"

Ayan's dark eyes remained calm and composed as he met Austin's gaze head-on. He asked, "So, what do you want?""I want Mr. Simpson to issue a statement on behalf of the Simpson family, telling everyone that the Simpson family has wronged Cora. Furthermore, you should let everyone know that all these events were orchestrated by the Simpson family using their influence. And I demand an official apology from you for six months, pinned at the top of your social media."