My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 967

Chapter 967: Letting Go

"Use her phone number to locate her address, then go straight there," he ordered, his handsome face devoid of any expression or emotion.

Kian nodded but still asked, "Should I have a few people follow us?"

Ayan opened his eyes, and a coldness emanated from his deep gaze. He looked out the window, his eyes filled with a chilling indifference. This demeanor continued until Kian drove them to Cora's residence.

Cora was currently staying in a rather ordinary motel. Instead of driving directly to the motel's entrance, they parked on the side of the road opposite the motel.

Once the car came to a stop, Kian softly inquired, "Mr. Simpson, our people are also here. Should we wait for Cora to appear, or should we take the move?"

Ayan's gaze remained cool and calm. He replied indifferently, "Find out which room she's staying in, and go straight up."

Kian nodded and then watched as Ayan pushed open the car door and left.

Ayan walked towards the motel with deliberate, measured steps. Even from a distance, Kian could feel the icy aura radiating from him, enveloping those around him in a cold chill.

Inside the motel, Kian's people had already obtained the room number where Cora was staying through the motel's owner. However, Cora had left half an hour ago and wasn't in her room at the moment.

Worried, Kian asked Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, what should we do now?"

"We wait upstairs," Ayan replied coolly before heading towards the stairs.

Kian immediately instructed their team, "Accompany our boss here and wait. Don't reveal yourselves until she returns, then escort her upstairs."

With that, Kian followed Ayan into the room where Cora was staying.

The room was somewhat messy, with several leftover takeout boxes and fruit peels scattered on the floor. There were also some pieces of clothing haphazardly strewn about for changing.

Ayan had Kian fetch a chair from the adjacent room and sat in a position where he could directly see the door.

Ayan sat in the room for nearly an hour, during which the room remained eerily quiet. Kian sat just a few steps away from Ayan and occasionally stole glances at him. Ayan kept his eyes closed, and from last night until now, he had barely gotten any rest. Therefore, Kian even held his breath to avoid disturbing him.

Suddenly, a commotion could be heard from outside the room. Ayan's eyes snapped open, and his gaze, as well as Kian's, shifted towards the door.

Ayan sat perfectly still, and the dark abyss of his eyes remained unblinking. As the door opened from the outside, a person wearing a duckbill cap and loose-fitting T-shirt and jeans entered. Before she could step into the room, she saw the man directly in her line of sight.

Their eyes locked, and her body froze. Her blood seemed to stop flowing through her veins. She immediately realized the situation and instinctively took a step back, attempting to close the door behind her. However, the two bodyguards who had come up with her blocked her path.

She had no choice but to enter the room, and the door closed behind her.