My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 773: Unique

Camille was slightly taken aback, watching Ayan's gaze soften and herbrow instinctively furrow. She asked, “So I guessed right, you reallyhave something you're hiding from me?"

Ayan didn't answer, he just stared at her without blinking. His voice waslow and hoarse as he said, “You haven't answered the question I justasked. If there's something I'm hiding from you or if I did something thatwould make you unhappy, would you be angry with me?"

"Since you know I will be unhappy, why do it anyway?"

She countered with a question, making Ayan burst out laughing.

He said, "You won't even take a little loss. How am I supposed toanswer this question? If I say that I knew you were unhappy but still didsomething to make you unhappy, then wouldn't I be intentionallycommitting a mistake? It's even worse. But if I say that I didn't knowyou would be unhappy, then it's obviously a lie. So how should Ianswer? Can you teach me, Miss Armstrong?"

His voice was with a low laugh, and his deep eyes were fixed onCamille without wavering. There was a faint smile in the depths of hiseyes, as if asking her what he should do with her.

Camille gave a light hum of displeasure and said, "You made a mistakeand now you want me to teach you how to appease me? Mr. Simpson,where in the world does that happen? We've been talking about this forso long and yet you haven't mentioned what exactly you did. Are youafraid I'll get angry if you tell me or are you planning on using someexcuse to brush it off?"

After she finished speaking, she stared at Ayan and waited for hisresponse, without any intention of letting him go.

Ayan's smile deepened as she looked straight at him. He reached overand gently pinched her chin, then leaned in for a kiss. But Camilleavoided it, so a warm kiss landed on her cheek.

Ayan said, "You didn't want my kiss?"

"Are you going to say it or not? If not, I'm going to bed. You should restearly too!"

"Does this mean you want me to leave?"

He pretended to look very pitiful.

But Camille showed no pity towards him, only nodding indifferently andsaying, "Hmm, you go."

"Are you really that cruel?”

He asked even more pitifully.

Camille still had no extra emotions. Her face was cold and indifferent.She simply asked: "So are you going to say it or not?"

This man is really annoying.

A faint smile crossed his cheek, and he whispered, "I told you I hadSean under my control, remember?"

Camille nodded, "I remember. You also said that those attacks on meonline were all orchestrated by him."

"Mhmm." Ayan nodded, his gaze soft as he stared at Camille. He said,“I let Sean go. I promised you I would handle him, but for now, I need touse him to get more information about Preston. I need to understandwhat Preston wants from the Simpson family. It's been weighing on mymind and until I figure it out, I can't rest easy. So for now, please bearwith me. But I promise you that once we know what Preston'sintentions are, you can do whatever you want with Sean."

“Is this what you wanted to talk about?"

"Yes."

Their eyes met and Camille didn't show much emotion as she calmlylooked at him before saying, “I understand the situation and itsimportance, but you being honest with me means a lot, so thank you fortelling me. Forgiveness is too heavy of a word right now, because therewas no deception or hiding involved in this situation. I it doesn't botherme much, so you don't need to worry."

Camille's response was clear and concise- not that her situation wasn'timportant, but rather because it had already happened and punishingSean was just one way of dealing with it, and there wasn't much elsethey could do.

Even if they took legal action against Sean after everything was over, itwould only serve as a lesson or compensation claim; in severe caseshe might be sentenced to jail time which wouldn't change the fact thatCamille had already been hurt.

So whether they dealt with Sean sooner or later didn't make muchdifference. Ayan's attitude towards her mattered more than anythingelse.

Camille's response was sincere without any hint of resentment orblame despite having suffered herself. She expressed nothing butunderstanding and generosity towards Ayan.

Her words made Ayan feel powerless instead of forgiven. He stillcouldn't bring himself up to discuss certain things even till now. Hedidn't know how to start talking about them?

Especially when she said she hated being deceived, dishonesty, andconcealment, but he had done those all.

He sighed silently, feeling a bit lost in his heart. He didn't know how tomake her forgive him.

His lack of response made Camille frown. She asked, "Why aren't yousaying anything? Isn't my answer enough? I'm not angry or holding itagainst you. Whatever you do now, I can accept and understand. Is thisstill not good enough?”

Camille felt a bit frustrated that she had to explain herself to Sean whenhe was the one who let her go in the first place.

She snorted lightly and said, "Okay then, we're done talking. You canleave now. I'm tired."

Seeing her displeasure made Ayan snap out of it immediately. Hequickly reached out and held onto her hand, so she couldn't leave.

He said, "I wasn't speaking because I felt guilty for what happened.Even though you understand me, I still feel bad about it all. So thankyou Miss Armstrong for your generosity and understanding towards metoday.”

"If there's something that makes you angry in the future,” he continued,with a smile on his face, "I hope that you'll be as generous as todaywith me too."

"You're trying to trap me into something, aren't you?" Camille retortedback,"l won't agree with anything like this! Who knows what kind ofthings will make me angry at some point? If someday you sell me to atrafficker, would I have to count money for you, too?"

"What are even thinking about?" Ayan replied back,"How could I sellsomeone like yourself off?"

“I won't agree no matter what!" Camille declared firmly,"You better notdo anything that will make me mad either! When I'm mad, things getreally scary.” She put on an intimidating expression which made Ayanlaugh.

"How scary are we talking here?" he asked playfully.

Camille chuckled softly,"You'll replace out if ever happens!"

Ayan didn't dare test his luck yet since their relationship wasn't stableyet. He couldn't afford any mistakes or misunderstandings right now,otherwise Camille wouldn't talk to him anymore.

If she really decided not to care anymore, then she would becomereally indifferent towards him, which was quite terrifying upon reflection.After spending some time together downstairs, Ayan went upstairsagain; it had become a habit by now where only sleep would take himupstairs. He was always spending all other moments around Camille.At night after taking a shower before going bed while chatting withSienna over phone, Camile mentioned about Ayan's behavior, makingfun of him, but Sienna couldn't help sighing, "Mrs. Simpson, you'recompletely immersed in sweet love right now. Even though your wordsare full of complaints, didn't you think these complaints were actuallysweet?"

Camille immediately fell silent, blinking softly as she denied, "I didn't.Don't you think he used pursuing me as an excuse to make my homehis own territory?"

"But you two were going to remarry sooner or later, so there's nodifference between yours and his," Sienna pointed out.

"But we bought this house after our divorce. It belongs solely to me,"Camille retorted.

"Mrs. Simpson, are you more concerned about him treating your houselike his own territory or feeling the sweet pressure of him constantlysticking by your side and taking away your personal space? Or maybeyou're just tired of him? Seeing him makes you annoyed?"

Sienna began giving examples for each question, causing Camille todeeply ponder over them. But honestly... she didn't feel pressured ortired of it all. She wasn't annoyed either.

So what was wrong with her?