My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 837: Gratitude

Chapter 837: Gratitude

"I woke up earlier than you and went to wake up Ayan,” Camilleresponded without hesitation.

Sienna, of course, didn't believe her. "You keep making things up. Let'ssee if you can come up with something believable.”

Sienna let out a light snort and looked at Camille with an indifferentgaze. Camille could only tell the truth in the end and shook her head. "Ididn't want you to feel guilty, but since you insisted on knowing thetruth, should you be condemning yourself now?"

Sienna cleared her throat and took the initiative to link arms withCamille, smiling faintly. "Do we still need to discuss this? Of course, Iknow it's because of me. I was just testing if you'd tell the truth or not.Anyway, let's move on from this. Where do you want to go today?"Sienna smoothly changed the subject, and Camille saw through herlittle scheme. But she didn't expose her and simply went along with it,responding to Sienna’s words.

The three of them had breakfast at the hotel restaurant and planned toexplore and have fun around Flento City today. It was the city whereCamille had lived for many years, and even though her grandmotherwas no longer there, the memories she left behind in Flento City wereirreplaceable.

After breakfast, they set off. Camille wanted to visit her old house, theone that the Armstrong family had planned to sell but was fortunateenough to keep because of Ayan.

As they walked, Camille kept sharing stories and reminiscing about thepast with Ayan. The memories flooded her mind, bringing a hint ofredness to her eyes and an indescribable heaviness in her emotions.Ayan and Sienna noticed the change in her mood. Ayan held her handtightly and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Your grandmother musthave seen you return. If she sees you feeling sad, she'll be heartbrokentoo. So, let's try to be happy, okay?"

Camille nodded and said, "I am happy. I just feel regretful towards mygrandmother because we still haven't found out who... you know..."Mentioning this, Ayan fell silent. This matter had causedmisunderstandings between them, and despite his repeatedassurances, there was no tangible evidence to dispel Camille's doubts.He didn't have the confidence to probe into what Camille truly thought.His silence made the atmosphere even more somber.

Sensing the underlying tension between the two, Sienna immediatelyspoke up. "Alright, the truth is never late to arrive, and there are nosecrets that can remain hidden forever. Your grandmother's spirit willguide you, but for now, you two are in my territory, and I need to ensurethat you have a pleasant time. So, let's move on to the nextdestination!"

Sienna's effort to lighten the mood gradually brought things back tonormal. They drove together to a nearby rose garden.

The rose garden featured over a hundred varieties of roses and hadbecome a popular spot in Flento City for taking photos and posting onsocial media.

There were many people visiting, not just to see the roses but also toenjoy various entertainment activities. The three of them tried almostevery attraction, and by the time they finished, it was already afternoon.Both girls were exhausted and could barely walk, and even thephysically fit Ayan was a bit tired.

Since they had only grabbed a casual lunch at the garden, theyplanned to have a proper dinner in the evening.

Sienna took the lead in hosting tonight's dinner. She had made areservation at a high-end restaurant famous for its cuisine in FlentoCity.

Thanks to her connections with the King Group, she managed tosecure a private room without needing to wait in line like ordinarypeople.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, the manager personally escorted themto the private room. After the dishes were served, he reminded Sienna,"Miss King, please enjoy your meal. Let me know if you need anything.""Okay," Sienna nodded. After the manager left the room, Camille restedher cheek on her hand and looked at Sienna, saying, "When did youbecome so powerful? Now you have dedicated staff serving you duringa meal. Sienna, it's been a while, and I'm impressed!"

"You can praise me, but don't go overboard in front of Mr. Simpson.Compared to him, I still have a long way to go!" Sienna immediatelyshifted the attention to Ayan.

Ayan, no longer his usual indifferent self, smiled faintly, and a touch ofwarmth graced his cheeks. His tone was gentle as he said, "Sienna'sstatus in Flento City is rising every day. We'll have to rely on Sienna totake care of us when we visit Flento in the future!"

Camille chimed in, "Absolutely! Sienna, you must take good care of us.Here's a toast to Sienna.”

Sienna felt extremely shy by their banter, but she still raised her glassand clinked it with theirs.

Sienna said, "Camille, I must have misjudged you. You haven'tremarried Mr. Simpson yet, but you've been helping him all this time.Tsk tsk, it seems like you don't care about your best friend, me. I thinkyou two should remarry immediately and seal the deal!"

Sienna's words left Camille speechless with embarrassment. However,Ayan, who was sitting beside her, wore a faint smile and seemedpleased with Sienna’'s words. He stood up from his chair, leaningforward slightly, and held his glass in a toast gesture.

He said, "Thank you for your kind words, Sienna. If we do remarry, we'llinvite you for celebration. You'll be the matchmaker for our reunion, andI'll express my gratitude with a generous gift!"

Sienna was rendered speechless by Ayan. She could only look stiffly atCamille, seeking help with her eyes. However, Camille deliberatelyavoided her gaze as if she hadn't noticed.

It was Ayan who seemed to enjoy the meal the most. After all, hereceived the blessing he had longed for day and night.

After the meal, the three of them were in good spirits and planned totake a stroll and chat somewhere. As they left the private room, Camilleand Sienna walked ahead, while Ayan followed a few steps behind,maintaining a safe distance that respected the bond between the twobest friends.

Taking advantage of the moment, Sienna secretly told Camille, “I thinkI'll go back to my own apartment tonight and not disturb you two. Nowthat Mr. Simpson still has some gratitude towards me, I should knowwhen to stop. If I make him dislike me, it would be more harm thangood.”

“It's just that you don't want to stay with me and replaceing all theseexcuses,” Camille bluntly pointed out.

Sienna hurriedly explained, “I really didn't mean it that way. I just...""Sienna." Before Sienna could finish her sentence, a man's voicesounded slowly from the front. The man approached them, his stepsgradually drawing closer, and his deep gaze fixed on Sienna until hestood by her side. Then, he looked at Camille beside her and Ayanbehind her, raised his head slightly in greeting, and with a soft smile,asked, "Sienna, why didn't you tell me that Mr. Simpson and Camillewere coming to Flento City? I would have gladly welcomed them andmade suitable arrangements.”

The smile on Sienna'’s face froze, and she remained unresponsive for awhile. It was Camille, who was still holding her arm, that gentlymurmured to remind her, and she snapped out of her daze.

She said, "They are my friends, and I can make the arrangementsmyself.”

Sienna's refusal carried a sense of distance and indifference, but Mariodidn't mind at all. He simply smiled faintly, lowered his gaze, and staredat Sienna as he asked, "You are one of the Kings, and naturally, yourfriends are also friends of the King family, right?"