My Ex-husband Begs Me Back -
Chapter 1058: Benefits
Chapter 1058: Benefits
Camille fixed her gaze on Ayan without blinking, not missing any of hisreactions.
Her scrutiny made Ayan smile, and he gently asked, "Why are youlooking at me like this? Worried that I'm keeping something from you?""Yes, so should you?" Camille didn't deny it and nodded directly inresponse.
Her direct and honest approach elicited a smile from Ayan. He smirked,"What are you talking about?"
“It's about the Armstrong family."
“No, I don't. I don't care about the Armstrong family's matters unlessthey're related to you. So I have no idea what you're referring to."Ayan's response was calm, and his expression didn't reveal much.Camille wondered if he was telling the truth or not.
Camille kept a serious expression, and she didn't immediately speak.Her silence made Ayan squint his eyes and ask, "Why aren't you sayinganything?"
Camille pursed her lips, seeming somewhat hesitant. She said, "I don'tknow if this is true or false. I thought you might know more than I do, soI wanted to ask."
"So, what exactly are you talking about?"
"She said that Dad has someone else outside, and her coldness andneglect towards me are just attempts to please Dad. She wants me tocooperate with her to take over Armstrong Corp and everything relatedto the Armstrong family,” Camille said with a self-deprecating smile anda mocking glint in her eyes.
Ayan also furrowed his brow slightly, and his voice turned cold, like ice."So, what benefits can you gain from this?"
“Probably a bit of maternal love that has no use for her,” Camille saidwith a chilly smile and a cold tone. She continued, "Honestly, I don'tbelieve her. Even if what she said is true, I don't trust her ultimatemotives. If she can endure silently for her benefit all these years, whytell me now? Isn't she afraid I'll tell Dad? After all, I can cooperate withher, just like with Dad."
Camille found the terms "mom" and "dad" quite ironic, and she couldn'teven bring herself to say them aloud. She wasn't sure how to addressthem with her current feelings.
Listening to Camille's words and observing her expression, Ayanrealized she was in a bad mood. He took her hand, and in a low,serious tone, he asked, "So, you wanted to ask me if I knew aboutthis?"
"Yes," Camille nodded, explaining, "I don't even know if it's true or false.So, wasn't it logical to assume you might have more information thanme?"
Ayan's expression turned slightly more serious. Although it wasn't amajor issue, it did have some relevance to Camille, so he needed to besincere.
After a brief moment of silence, he said, “This matter needs furtherinvestigation because I genuinely don't know. However, if it's true, it willcome to light sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."
"What's the point of knowing? For me, it seems to have neither benefitsnor drawbacks, as I didn't cause this situation. I also don't believe thatcooperating with her will earn me genuine maternal love, and I won'tuse methods I dislike to please her. If the maternal love I get in returnisn't sincere and is based on personal gain, I don't want it. I can't affordit."
Camille vented her frustrations and emotions, and it was only in front ofAyan that she could openly express all her feelings without restraint.Although she would also confide in Sienna, she couldn't reveal toomuch to her. Most of the time, she appeared strong, as if nothing waswrong. Camille didn't want Sienna to worry too much or confront thosewho treated her poorly on her behalf. She didn't want Sienna to beanxious and distressed because of her anger.
But with Ayan, she didn't have these reservations. Perhaps she felt thatAyan could provide her with enough security, so she genuinely wantedto rely on him and share all the negative emotions in her heart.
Ayan understood her mentality well and knew what she was thinking.So when she finished speaking, Ayan quickly responded, "If you don'twant it, we won't do it. It's not that we can't afford it. Whatever youwant, I can satisfy you. If they treat you badly, our parents treat youwell, isn't that enough? If she wants to use you, just stay away andignore her. If she continues to bother you, tell her directly that if shedoesn't want your conversations to reach her husband's ears, sheshouldn't contact you anymore. Otherwise, you can't guarantee whatyou might do.”
Ayan patiently advised Camille on how to deal with Page. Even thoughPage was Camille's mother, Ayan didn't care who it was as long as theytreated her poorly or made her unhappy.
Camille nodded gently, and she moved closer to Ayan, leaning into hisembrace. She asked with some concern, “I've been talking about thesetrivial matters. Won't you replace it boring or annoying? After all, Mr.Simpson's time should belong to orders in the millions and projectsworth billions."
Ayan comforted her with a soft voice, saying, "Not at all. Whatever youwant to say, no matter how trivial, I'm willing to listen anytime,anywhere. I'm also willing to provide you with the most thoughtfuladvice and solutions. Okay?"
Camille was delighted and tilted her head slightly, looking at his jawline.She reached out and gently touched it, then leaned in to give him akiss. She whispered, "You're really wonderful.”
Ayan lowered his gaze to meet her eyes and chuckled softly. "Do youfeel better now?"
"Yes," Camille nodded.
He then asked, "Do you want to come with me to Dane?"
“No, I won't. I've been quite busy recently, and isn't Grandpa going tothe hospital in a few days? I need to go to the Simpson's mansion andconvince him to cooperate with his treatment. Otherwise, it won't makesense to talk to Dad. Grandpa is really stubborn.”
Ayan nodded, feeling reassured with Camille staying at the Simpson'smansion. At least the old Simpson would listen to Camille. If bothCamille and him left Hance, Fletcher and Talia would have a field daywith the old Simpson.
He said, "Thank you for taking care of Grandpa. I'll be back in two daysat most. So, for these two days, if you need to go to the Simpson'smansion, have the driver take you. If you need to return home at night,you can accompany Sienna. The maid doesn't need to take a break;she can stay at home with you, okay?"
"Alright," Camille knew he was concerned about her, but she couldn'thelp but tease, "You really act like an overprotective mother.""Absolutely, I'd love to carry you in my pocket and take youeverywhere."
“Then give it a try," Camille laughed.
Ayan smiled and then simply embraced her. In a husky voice, he said,"Really want me to try?"
Listening to his husky tone, Camille shivered for a moment andinstinctively tried to push him away. "Back off a bit. I'm a bit thirsty; Ineed to get some water.”
She wanted to leave his embrace, but Ayan refused to let go. Hewhispered, “I'm heading to Dane tomorrow morning, okay?"
"Ayan, can you keep your mind on more wholesome thoughts?"Camille complained, causing Ayan to chuckle, "I can't think of anythingwholesome when I see you. Besides, you're not one for exerciseusually. I'm doing this for your own good, hoping you'll get somephysical activity. Is there something wrong with that?"
He adopted a tone that suggested he was doing it for her own good,making Camille roll her eyes.
However, nothing came of it, as Ayan's phone rang at that moment.
It was Kian calling.
He looked somewhat displeased and reluctant to answer. Camille beathim to it and pressed the answer button, and on the other end, Kian'svoice came through, "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Burris's secretary just contactedme. Mr. Burris would like to meet with you now. Would you like to meethim?"
Ayan furrowed his brows, his tone devoid of warmth. "Meet me now?Did they mention the reason?"
"No, because it was the secretary who called, so I don't know why Mr.Burris wants to see you," Kian replied in a low voice, as he had justreceived the call and immediately contacted Ayan.
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