My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 637 - Knowing Wrong

Chapter 637 - Knowing Wrong

Ayan's words conveyed a lot of meaning.

Kian nodded and asked in a low voice, "So, do we need to doanything?"

"Do what? It's us in the light now, with others in the dark, whatever wedo will be visible and seen through.” Ayan's face was expressionless ashe walked over to Camille, his gentle gaze sliding over her before liftinghis feet and stepping out of the basement first, his voice becomingindifferent as he said, "There's no need to do anything now, hand overthe initiative.”

Since Preston appeared openly and without any scruples, it was naturalthat he had some cards to play. In this case, he naturally wanted to givethis opportunity for Preston to show what he had to show, otherwise itwouldn't have been for nothing to spend so much effort on it.

Ayan snorted and glanced back at Camille, who was following him, andhe said without much emotion, “I have a few words to ask her, so youand Kian wait outside, hmm?"

Camille nodded, she could understand. After all, Cora would not sayanything if she was present.

Camille didn't really wait right at the door, but sat down on the couch inthe living room, across the hall from Cora's room.

After she sat down, Ayan did not immediately go to see Cora, butfollowed Camille again and sat beside her naturally.

Camille looked at him in disbelief, "Aren't you going to have a word withher?"

"Are you upset?”

"No."

Ayan wasn't convinced: "I just had a few words to ask her aboutPreston and Austin, and I'll be out soon, OK?"

“I'm really not angry, so can you not misunderstand me?" Camille wascertainly not angry, and there was nothing to be angry about. If she hadto be angry at every single thing, then she would probably be pissed todeath soon, wouldn't she?

Camille pursed her lips slightly, a little helpless.

But after her words, Ayan also seemed to be half-heartedly staring ather. He looked as if he would stay with her like this if she didn't admitthat she was angry.

Camille sighed helplessly, “If you haven't thought about how to ask her,then wait until you do! Or do you think it's not a good idea to askbecause I'm here?"

Ayan's eyebrows quirked and he smiled gently, "Of course not, if it wasreally just inconvenient, why did I offer to tell you?"

"Since it's not, then go ahead and ask, and then go back. I want to goback and spend time with Timmy," and she wasn't willing to waste herfree time with someone like Cora.

After being together recently, Ayan had also basically got to knowCamille's temper well.

She always shifted the focus to him easily, or in a way that he had tofollow.

At the moment, for example, he was only afraid that she would beunhappy, so he asked more questions. The it ended up that he wantedto ask more questions because it was inconvenient for him to bring her.Ayan reached out and gently pinched her cheeks, and he said in a lowvoice, "Wait for me!"

Camille didn't respond. He got up, left the living room and went straightto Cora's room.

Cora had been in her room since she got here, and it was only onemeal a day, not to mention that she couldn't do anything she wanted.She had used all the methods she needed to use, but to no avail, andthe people watching her were almost greasy.

In just one week, Cora had completely changed from her previousimage of being dignified and extremely well-mannered.

Because every day she was immersed in worry and fear, plus the threemeals a day changed to just one meal a day, she thinned a lot, hercheekbones were very obvious, and her face was also pale andbloodless. Dark circles under the eyes were particularly obvious.

When the bouncer opened the door, she assumed that the delivery guyor the person who kept watch on her had come in, so she sat thereunresponsive.

Until the bouncer put a chair at the door, then someone came in withouthurry, and even the lights of the house became brighter. The bouncerreminded, "Mr. Simpson is here."

Hearing these words, Cora then reacted. She looked up and lookedover. The person who came in was Ayan.

She was first shocked, and then immediately hung her head unwillingto let him see her appearance at this moment. She hurriedly raised herhand to cover her face, and her mouth followed with a low murmur,"Ayan, you go out, why are you here at this time? You go out first, Ineed to tidy up!"

She was afraid that Ayan would see her now and think she was ugly,but what she didn't know was that Ayan didn't care at all, whether shewas ugly or pretty was the same in his eyes. There was no differencebecause it didn't matter to him at all. How an insignificant personlooked was not worth mentioning.

Ayan did not move, but walked to the chair and sat down. Hishandsome face wasexpressionless. He looked at her, and his voicewas also low: "I have a few questions to ask you."

Cora's hand covering her face stiffened and opened, her eyes filledwith emptiness as she stared at him, "What do you want to ask?"

She was slightly emotional and she said, "I'm already atoning for mysins, Ayan, isn't that enough? I already know I was wrong. I repentevery day now. I apologize to your grandfather and Timmy every day. Ireally know I was wrong."

"That's not what I'm asking." Ayan interrupted her coldly, his deep eyesglowing with a faint coldness as he asked, "Do you know Benjamin andPreston?"

Cora subconsciously shook her head with bewilderment in her eyes, “Idon't know."

Ayan did not know whether he should believe it or not. The expressionon his face revealed some coldness. Cora immediately reiterated: “Ireally do not know these two people you mentioned. If they are Austin'speople, it is even more impossible for me to know. Before this project, Ihad not participated in any project or work of Norman Group at all. Ijoined this project also because Austin wanted me to be have an newexperience."

Austin's mind was so heavy that she couldn't even guess.

She had always known that Austin was not as kind and gentle as heappeared to be, otherwise how could he have made up the scene andshe had to marry him?

Cora pursed her lips. With a hint of expectation floating under her eyes,she asked in a low voice, "Ayan, are you really refusing to forgive me? Ireally know I'm wrong and I'm paying for my mistakes, isn't that okay?"Ayan did not respond to her. His face was expressionless. The bottomof the eyes held so much coolness that people simply couldn't seethrough his mind.

Seeing that he did not say anything, Cora rose uncontrollably andwanted to approach him, but only took two or three steps before hestopped her: "If you really know that you are wrong, you should knowthat any action you take is futile, and sometimes doing somethingwrong is not something that can be solved by an apology."

Cora froze there and did not dare to continue. Her face was stiff andpale. Looking at him, she saw from the bottom of Ayan's eyes a veryobvious chill, which was a kind of look that could not be challenged.Ayan ignored her reaction and simply asked indifferently, “You andAustin are participating in this project just for the sake of it?"

Cora wrinkled her brows tightly, a look of consternation surfacing herface, "I don't understand what you mean, isn't participating in thisproject all about this project?”

“That's the question I'm asking you, you just need to tell me yes or no!""Of course it's... What else could it be for?" Cora felt very confused.Could Austin have another purpose?

She pursed her lips and her whole head was a mess.

Her reaction and any subtle movement did not escape from Ayan'seyes. He could be sure that she was not acting, but she really did notknow about Austin and Preston's affair.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then stood up.