My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1027: Guilt

Chapter 1027: Guilt

Brody's thoughts were evident to the Wesley family, thanks to Ayan'sreminder.

Mr. Wesley took a deep breath as he examined Brody's expression. Headdressed Brody, "Since you think we're afraid of losing face, whatabout you? Isn't the Armstrong family concerned? If this matter getsexposed, do you believe you'll be able to walk away unscathed? Yousold your own daughter to us, even though her relationship with her ex-husband is still good. But for the sake of money, you insist on doingthis.”

Brody's face stiffened, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.But soon, he feigned composure and said, "If you want to do it this way,then do it. Do you think I'm afraid? Ayan has already been implicated inthis, and Armstrong Corp is on the brink of bankruptcy. I've paid such ahigh price. Now you want me to refund your money? That's impossible.You can either take the money or my life. If you can take it, then takeit"

Brody was now shameless. Once the money was in his pocket, he hadno intention of giving it up easily.

Both parties couldn't come to an agreement, and threats wereexchanged. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, leading to aheated argument, with Page joining in.

If it weren't for the presence of bodyguards, a physical confrontationmight have erupted. What they didn't know was that even if a fightbroke out, the bodyguards wouldn't intervene. Ayan had instructedthem to follow the Wesley family and monitor whether they met theArmstrong family, not to protect the Wesley family. Therefore, they hadno obligation to intervene.

Finally, the Armstrong family used the excuse of trespassing on privateproperty to drive away the Wesley family. Since it wasn't in Chesen, theWesley family didn't dare to push their luck and had to let theArmstrong family have their way.

After leaving the Armstrong's villa, Mr. Wesley exchanged glances withMrs. Wesley and then looked at the bodyguards. "It's quite late. Youshould go back for now. We need to replace a hotel to rest.”

"Mr. Simpson said that until this matter is resolved, we will follow bothof you. So wherever you go, we go," the bodyguard replied coldly.

Mrs. Wesley grew anxious. "You're monitoring us, but we also need ourown private space."

The bodyguards remained firm and disregarded Mrs. Wesley's words.They had no choice but to comply.

As for accommodations, they had to cover the expenses themselves,including the fees for the bodyguards. This incident had left them losingboth the money and a potential daughter-in-law.

Back at the hotel, Mr. and Mrs. Wesley struggled with their decision.Mrs. Wesley asked, "What should we do?"

"Ayan is more important to us than the Armstrong family. Since we can'toffend Ayan, we'll have to offend the Armstrong family. The Armstrongfamily is already in the wrong. If they give us the money, we'll be even,otherwise, this won't end well," Mr. Wesley said with a snort.

Mrs. Wesley was somewhat uncertain. "What do you mean?"

"The Armstrong family values their reputation, right? Let's forget aboutthat reputation and see who loses face in the end.”

Mr. Wesley had already made up his mind while dealing with theArmstrong family. Since things had reached this point, nobody wasgoing to have it easy.

The bodyguards had been keeping a close eye on Mr. and Mrs.Wesley. After returning to the hotel, they continued to watch over them.They reported what was going on to Kian, who was currently drivingAyan back to Franklin Bay. Ayan, sitting in the back seat, listenedattentively, with every word clear to him.

After ending the call, Kian looked at Ayan through the rearview mirrorand asked in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, if the Wesley family starts tomake a move, it's likely that the Armstrong family will come after you.Should we replace a reason to temporarily leave?"

"Why should I leave? The Armstrong family is the one looking for me,not the other way around,” Ayan chuckled softly. He looked out thewindow with a cold, indifferent gaze and said, "If the Armstrong familywants to dig their own grave, then let them. When the Wesley familyhas no more use for them, they'll let them go. After they return toChesen City, we can spread this news and prevent more people fromfalling into their trap.”

"All right, I understand what to do," Kian replied softly.

Ayan wasn't the type of person to hold grudges, but this was related toCamille and something he despised. It was easy to ruin someone's life,and he couldn't let it slide. Since the Wesley family had dared toconspire with the Armstrong family, they should bear the consequencesof their doings.

Back in Franklin Bay, Camille hadn't gone to sleep yet. She was lying inbed, looking at her phone. When she heard the door open, she glancedat the man who had entered. He had intentionally been quiet, notwanting to disturb her. Camille couldn't help but smile at his actions andasked softly, "What are you doing?"

Ayan closed the door and turned to her. "You haven't slept yet?"

“No, I couldn't sleep. I wanted to wait for you," Camille put down herphone and leaned against the headboard. She looked at Ayan andasked, “Is everything sorted out?"

Ayan replied, "Almost. For the next couple of days, it's better if you stayaway from the company. Stay at the Simpson's mansion. You canspend time with Grandpa and Timmy."

"What's wrong? Is the situation serious?" Camille asked.

“It's not that serious. I just don't want the Armstrong family to botheryou. You should take a page from Grace's book and lay low, so theArmstrong family can't replace you. It'll be safer," Ayan said in a gentletone. Then, his voice turned serious. "If the Wesley family had reallytaken you today, I might not have found you so quickly. What would youhave done then?"

His question was grave, and he was genuinely concerned. However,Camille, being the person directly involved, had no worries at all. Shehad only one thing on her mind at that moment: replaceing a way to escapefrom the Wesley family.

She had planned to slip away under the pretext of using the restroom ata highway service area. Although it wouldn't be convenient on thehighway, she wouldn't miss any opportunity. However, she didn't intendto tell Ayan about it, as it might make him even more uncomfortable.Camille pushed those thoughts aside and said in a low voice, "I havean idea. I'll tell the Wesley family that I have a mental illness. Even if Ican have children for them, the condition would be hereditary. That'swhy the Simpson family wanted to divorce me."

Ayan furrowed his brow slightly, and the previously serious atmospherebecame a bit more relaxed due to Camille's words. He responded, "Beserious. This is not a joke."

Camille smiled and said casually, "I think it's not a bad idea. After all,why would the Wesley family tolerate that they brought back someonewith a mental illness? Moreover, I won't really let them take me toChesen City, right? Since they've chosen to drive instead of flying ortaking a train, they must be afraid of getting others suspicious. They'llhave to keep a close eye on me throughout the journey, but even tigersneed to rest, right?"

Camille purposely appeared carefree, not wanting Ayan to be troubledby this matter.

Although what happened was indeed frightening, Camille was gratefulthat it hadn't caused her any harm. The outcome was more importantthan the process.

However, Ayan remained silent. Camille extended her arms towardshim, and he embraced her. Camille asked in a soft voice, "Are youworried about me? Do you blame yourself for not protecting me?"

Ayan didn't speak, but his silence confirmed her suspicions.

Camille continued, "Don't have such thoughts. This was just anaccident, a planned accident. Even if you had taken all the precautions,it would have happened eventually. It was just a matter of time. Nowthat it's happened, it's actually a good thing for me. What do you think?"She met his serious gaze with her own, and her deep eyes conveyed awealth of emotions. They stared at each other for a long time before hefinally eased up a bit.

He asked, "So, you don't want me to feel guilty about this?"