My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1326 Rare

Chapter 1326 Rare

After a moment of confusion, Kian quickly nodded and responded, "Okay, shall I notify the police now?"

"Yeah, notify them now. Since he thinks he's living a peaceful life and is getting bored enough to inquire about my affairs, let's take this opportunity to make him experience being chased again!" Kian immediately called Officer Cheng, and the police were very prompt. Within twenty minutes, the individuals watching the welfare home informed Kian that the police had arrived.

Naturally, Preston was not found. Since he had managed to stay there for so long without being discovered by the police, he had a hiding place.

After this search, Preston didn't need to think twice to know that Ayan was behind this.

So he believed Brody's words, knowing that Ayan was truly in Hance City, and that Brody had indeed seen Ayan. As for why Ayan hadn't shown up these days, he didn't have the extra energy to investigate. Now, he just wanted to wait until the police relaxed before leaving the welfare home.

Yes, Preston was still at the welfare home, hiding in the underground cellar where food supplies were stored. Since the welfare home's funds were limited, they would purchase a lot of food that could be stored for a long time when needed, like potatoes, carrots, and pumpkins, and store them in the cellar.

Once the police left, the director secretly brought him out of the cellar and back to the director's lounge.

The director looked at Preston with some concern and said, "Wait until it's dark and replace a time to leave. Now that the police have found this place, they might continue to keep an eye on it. It's not safe to stay here."

Preston's face was expressionless, showing extreme displeasure.

He didn't speak.

The director continued, "I'm not kicking you out. I'm worried that if you stay here, the police will replace you. If they catch you, Ayan will definitely not let you go."

Preston remained silent and expressionless, and after a long pause, he calmly said, "I'll leave tonight. Prepare some cash for me."

Since he couldn't use his identification or access his bank account, which was still frozen, he needed cash.

Although the director was also financially tight, he nodded in agreement.

Chaos reigned on Preston's side, resembling ants on a hot pan, while Ayan's side remained calm, without any ripples.

He was working from home, waiting for Camille to come back.

But Camille didn't receive any messages from him, as he hadn't replied to her messages to surprise her. Therefore, throughout the day, Camille was worried and unable to focus on her work.

At one point, she even vented to Sienna, "Ayan isn't replying to my messages. What do you think he's doing?"

Camille was feeling a bit upset and kept checking her phone several times. If Sienna's messages were being replied to, she would have suspected her phone was malfunctioning and not receiving Ayan's messages.

Sienna tried to reassure her, "Maybe he's just busy? Let's wait and see. Will we have dinner together tonight after work?"

Camille was not in the mood and planned to go straight home after work, without feeling like eating anything. So, she declined the invitation.

After chatting a bit more, Camille continued working.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Camille finished work and had her driver pick her up to go home.

She returned home with a heavy heart, oblivious to Nanny's joyful look as she greeted her. Nanny mentioned that dinner wasn't ready yet and suggested Camille rest upstairs for a while, to which Camille simply nodded in agreement.

Camille went straight upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door without any preparation, and was greeted by the scent of flowers and a room filled with them, along with a gift placed in the center of the flowers. Camille was initially stunned and took a moment to realize that all these surprises were prepared for her by Ayan. Her eyes turned red with tears as she looked around, desperately seeking the man who had arranged it all.

But the bedroom was empty. Instinctively, she reached for her phone to call, but before she could dial, warm arms reached out and embraced her.

The familiar scent and breath of the person caused Camille to freeze in place. In a low voice, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" Ayan whispered, "Do you like it?"

Camille nodded, turned to face him, and joyfully saw the man she had missed so much.

Ayan held her hand and led her further into the room, casually picking up a gift box and handing it to Camille, saying, "Open it and see if you like it."

Camille received the gift box, which contained a luxurious bracelet, beautiful and perfectly suited for her, given her fair skin.

In addition to the bracelet, Ayan had also prepared two very rare handbags that were part of a collector's edition.

Camille bit her lip, smiled at the expensive and hard-to-replace gifts, and felt moved. She appreciated any gift he gave her, but Ayan had prepared items that were not only meaningful but also very expensive. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude as she looked at Ayan and asked, "Did you come back late just to prepare these gifts for me?"

Ayan responded, "I inquired about these gifts before I came back. Since you rarely use such items, I didn't opt for the common ones."

Indeed, these collector's items were harder to come by than the usual ones.

Overwhelmed by the gifts, Camille's mood was uplifted. However, she suddenly thought of someone else.

She turned to Ayan and asked, "Did you also buy a gift for Mom?"

He replied, "I did. I had Kian deliver it to the Simpson's mansion."

Talia's tastes were unique, and she had a vast collection of jewelry that surpassed the entire jewelry industry. Some of her pieces were priceless and irreplaceable. Therefore, selecting a gift for her required a considerable amount of thought since common items would not please her. Even valuable collectibles were already in her possession, and uncovering rare items was challenging. Talia might even be more well-informed than Ayan, given her sources. Therefore, Ayan's selection couldn't compete with what she already had.

Still, Ayan had prepared diamonds for Talia, uncut and untouched, for her to customize to her liking.

He knew Camille always had Talia in her heart, especially considering how Talia cared for Timmy. As a son, he understood this well.

After Camille inspected the gifts, they spent time chatting on the bedroom balcony.

Camille leaned against him, holding a beautiful rose in her hand that she had randomly picked from the floral display. As she admired the flower, her mood was exceptionally pleasant. She said to Ayan, "You didn't say a word when you came back. I haven't received any messages since last night. I was worried about you, you know?"