My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 821: Soft-Hearted

Chapter 821: Soft-hearted

"Yessica. Have you met Yessica? Do you think she's suitable for you?"Camille asked again.

Kian involuntarily pictured Yessica's face in his mind, and hisexpression froze for a moment because he hadn't considered this at all.However, Camille said, "I think you two would be a good match. I'll talkto her when I get home later. You two can exchange contact informationto get in touch.”

“Is that okay, Kian?" Camille fixed her gaze on him, waiting for ananswer.

Ayan chimed in, "If you think it's a good fit, give it a try.”

Only then did Kian nod and reply, "Alright, thank you for your kindness,Mrs. Simpson and Mr. Simpson. I'll get to know Yessica better."Camille felt pleased because Kian was a good guy, and she felt that hewould be compatible with Yessica.

After all, Yessica had been working for her for quite some time, and shefelt some responsibility towards her. Besides, Kian was Ayan'ssecretary, so bringing him into her circle would be a win-win situation.As Camille thought about this, a smile involuntarily crept onto her face,which stayed with her even after returning to Maple Leaves Mansion.After getting out of the car, she turned to Kian and said, "I'll haveYessica contact you later, and then you can take the initiative to get toknow each other, alright?"

Kian nodded, "Alright, Mrs. Simpson, I got it."

Camille furrowed her brow slightly, feeling a bit strange, andimmediately clarified, “Kian, I'm not ordering you to date Yessica. I justwant to give you both an opportunity to connect. Maybe you'll be agood match, but even if you're not, it's okay. Don't feel too pressured,and there's no need to feel obligated just because I introduced her toyou."

Camille made it clear that she didn't want to force anyone's hand. Itwouldn't be beneficial for Yessica or Kian if they got married solely dueto her influence. After all, a marriage without love wouldn't last, and shewas a prime example of that.

The feeling and experience were something she would never forget inher lifetime.

Of course, she didn't blame Ayan for it. Just because she loved himdidn't mean he had to love her in return. That would be unreasonable,wouldn't it?

Camille sighed silently, her smile gradually fading as she thought aboutthe past. She couldn't put it into words, but it wasn't sadness she felt,but rather a sense of indescribable melancholy.

She had experienced that feeling before and didn't want others to gothrough it again.

Thinking of the past, she gently pursed her lips. There was anindescribable feeling deep in her heart. But she was very clear that itwasn't sadness, but probably an indescribable sense of loneliness!After all, that kind of experience is unforgettable for a lifetime.

Of course, she doesn't blame Ayan, because she loves him, but itdoesn't mean that he must love her. Isn't this too much?

Camille sighed silently, and the smile on the corner of her mouthgradually dissipated.

After confessing to Kian, he nodded and replied sincerely, "Madam, restassured, I know what to do."

Camille glanced at Kian, and since he claimed to know, she didn't needto say anything more.

Ayan, who had been silent all along, finally spoke when theconversation between the two seemed to be wrapping up. He saidcalmly, “If you think it's a good match, you can continue to develop therelationship. If it doesn't work out, that's alright, but don't hurt Yessica.”Since Camille introduced Yessica to Kian, Yessica held a differentmeaning for Camille. Ayan didn't want to be caught in the middle, nordid he want Camille to feel sad or upset. So, the best approach was tolay everything out from the beginning.

Kian agreed with a nod, and then Ayan held Camille's hand as theywalked toward the door of their floor.

Entering the elevator, Camille asked softly, "Was it wrong for me to dothis?"

“Don't overthink. If you want to do it, then do it. Besides, you're notdoing anything wrong. What you're doing is a good thing, helping tocreate a possible connection. It's a great thing," Ayan patientlyexplained, his response genuine and devoid of any pretense.

Camille's inner doubts gradually dissipated as she listened. She lookedup at Ayan and asked, "Do you think what I'm doing is good?"

"Yes, very good."

"Will you support me too?"

“Yes, I will support you."

"Do you think Yessica is suitable for Kian?" The elevator doors opened,and Ayan had the keys, so it was his turn to open the door. Theyentered the apartment, and Camille took the laptop bag Ayan wascarrying for her and walked inside. After setting down the bag, shecontinued, "Although I think Kian is outstanding and handsome,Yessica is also cute. Most importantly, Yessica is straightforward anddoesn't have any hidden agendas. I think Kian, who has seen the harshside of society, would appreciate that."

Ayan squinted his eyes, took off his coat, and hung it on the nearbycoat rack before speaking in a casual tone, "You think Kian ishandsome? You're well aware of his excellence. It seems like you careabout him and pay a lot of attention to him."

Camille couldn't help but sense that something was off in his words, butshe responded naturally, "Well, it's not that I care about him. It's justthat he's always by your side, so I didn't notice his good qualities all atonce. It's something that accumulated over time."

Camille didn't realize that her response might push Kian closer to theedge of being laid off.

Ayan snorted lightly and said indifferently, “You seem to be advocatingfor Kian quite well!

Tsk tsk tsk!!!

Camille finally caught on.

She couldn't help but laugh, her eyes fixed on Ayan without blinking.She picked up a glass of water and walked over to him, but he didn'tmake any move to take it. He just glanced at her lightly, as if his gazewas saying, “Are you trying to please me by slapping and then givingme something sweet?"

Well, he was quite temperamental.

Standing there motionless, waiting for Camille to coax him!

His indifferent and unresponsive attitude made Camille unable to resistsaying, "You clearly know that's not what I meant. Kian is yoursecretary, and his excellence reflects well on you. And if he wasn'thandsome, should I say that you work with an ugly monster every day?Wouldn't that be off-putting?"

Camille didn't deny what she had said before. Instead, she used adifferent approach to tell Ayan that she praised Kian's excellencebecause of him, which indirectly meant that he was discerning andfound himself a good secretary.

But Ayan wished she would immediately deny that Kian was the ugliestperson in the world, even though he knew her words were just meant toplacate him. It would still make him feel better.

But now that she said that, if he continued to be angry, it would seemlike he was in the wrong.

Ayan looked at Camille expressionlessly, clearly enjoying the fact thatshe was at his mercy. His deep eyes slightly narrowed, displaying a hintof indifference, and his voice was calm as he said, "I actually wish hewas an ugly monster!"

Camille burst into laughter and held the glass of water out to him,saying, "Have some water. Look at how ugly you've become when youwere just angry.”

"Heh, I'm ugly, and others are good-looking, right?"

"Oh, no, that's not what I meant. Please don't misunderstand me," sheheld the glass of water, but he didn't seem to have any intention oftaking it. Camille's face showed a bit of aggrievement as she said,"Ayan, my hand is getting tired."