My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 965

Chapter 965 Deception

Camille looked at him with indifference, her gaze turning cold. She was asking herself the same question.

Could she blame Ayan?

No, she couldn't.

She was clear that she couldn't blame him.

Because this matter didn't fit the description of blame, and it couldn't be summed up with a simple blame or not blame.

What concerned her was the deception, and the fact that such a huge scheme had been concealed from her. It was an elaborate deception.

She said, "The reason you didn't want Cora to be out of your sight and control is that you were afraid she would tell Preston about this, right?"

Ayan's expression grew solemn, but he didn't deny it. "Yes, that was my intention."

"But what you don't know is that Cora contacted me on her own. In fact, she called me a few days ago. Although she didn't tell me what it was about, I could guess that it had something to do with us."

Camille had asked Ayan more than once if he was keeping something from her. Ayan's answers had always been vague and unsatisfactory. She felt confused and was not willing to give up on this matter.

Without waiting for Ayan to respond, she continued, "I need some time alone."

"Okay, I'll move out. I can stay at the Simpson's mansion or Maple Leaves Mansion nearby. You can stay here with Timmy. Please don't move out, alright?" His tone carried a hint of command, but it was mostly a plea.

Ayan was afraid that Camille would refuse, so he spoke before she could reject his proposal. "I don't mean anything else, and I'm not making decisions on my own. Timmy has gotten used to living here, and everything is more convenient. If you don't stay here, would you really leave Timmy behind? Or would you want to take Timmy to live in an apartment or hotel in Maple Leaves Mansion? That would be too troublesome."

He finished speaking and stood up, looking down at the woman sitting on the sofa. "I'm leaving now, not to test you or frame you."

Ayan actually left, not waiting for Camille's response. He left behind the suitcase he had brought with him at the entrance but didn't take it with him.

The sound of a car starting outside gradually brought Camille back to her senses. She stared out of the window with an expression that was a mix of warmth and coldness and asked herself, "Is this going too far?"

But there was no hesitation, and she received her answer almost instantly.

She wasn't going too far.

She hadn't driven Ayan away, and she hadn't thought about moving out herself. She simply wanted both of them to cool down. After all, the matter had reached her bottom line, and she couldn't pretend it was insignificant.

She pressed her lips tightly, feeling uneasy.

She was conflicted and confused, unsure of what to do.

Camille sat like that for a long time until the doorbell rang, bringing her back to reality.

She got up and opened the door. Sienna, dressed in casual home attire, stood at the entrance. She stared at Camille cautiously, her lips slightly pursed, and asked in a soft voice, "Did you have a fight with Ayan?"

Camille asked, "Did he go to your place?"