My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 842: Telling Lies

Chapter 842: Telling Lies

Although Camille didn't know what had happened, it seemed likely thatMario was injured. However, the extent of his injuries remainedunknown. The only thing she was certain of was that Sienna was finebecause she was the one who had helped Mario and driven him to thehospital.

Even so, Camille couldn't shake off her unease.

She furrowed her brow and anxiously looked at Ayan. "Did we get anynews from the hospital?"

Knowing it was Camille, Ayan's people promptly responded, "Mrs.Simpson, our people have inquired at the hospital, but there was noinformation from the emergency department. We even had someonecheck the ER, and Mario wasn't there anymore. Given his status, he'sprobably staying in a VIP ward. Being in Flento City makes thingsdifficult for us since we don't have much access."

Camille's face reflected her worry, and she let out a silent sigh, feelinga sense of despondency.

It wasn't so much that she was concerned about Mario's condition, butrather about what had actually happened.

Observing Camille's demeanor, Ayan replied in a subdued tone,assuring her, "Sienna is fine, don't worry, hm?"

"She may be fine, but what about Mario? If Mario is truly injured orsomething has happened to him, the King family won't let Sienna offthe hook. Despite their benevolence towards Sienna, she's merelyadopted into the King family. If something happens to Mario while he'swith her, how could the King family possibly forgive her?"

It was this worry that plagued her. Camille had witnessed firsthand theKing family's reproach towards Sienna-a form of emotional andpsychological suppression. Simply because Sienna was adopted by theKing family, they felt they provided her with a meal, a surname-King-that they believed Sienna could never achieve on her own. The Kingsused this moral coercion, leaving Sienna unable to argue.

Only Mario had treated her well within the King family, but even thatkindness had started to sour, transforming into a form of coercion thatleft her suffocating.

The more Camille contemplated Sienna's situation, the moreconcerned she became. Calmly weighing her options, she looked atAyan and said, "I want to go to the hospital and check on her."

Ayan didn't respond immediately. He maintained a thoughtful silencebefore finally adding, "Can we wait a little longer? Let me personallycontact Mario. He had lunch plans with me, but he didn't inform mewhether it could proceed. We'll act as if we're unaware of whathappened and inquire proactively. If we can't reach him, then we'll headto the hospital. If we can establish contact, it might be best not to rushto the hospital.”

"But... I'm worried about Sienna.”

"I understand your concern. You know her best and are well aware ofher relationship with the Kings. After this incident, her position withinthe family will undoubtedly be difficult. However, you must understandthat if you rush to the hospital to replace her, although the King family won'tdo anything to her because of you and me, we can't always be by herside protecting her. When we eventually leave, she'll still have to faceeverything alone.”

Ayan was well aware of the intricacies between these aristocraticfamilies, especially concerning Sienna's status as an adopted daughter,which held little significance to the King family.

Compared to Mario's standing, there was an immense disparity.Nevertheless, no matter the circumstances, it was still the King family'sinternal affair. Even if they were friends, they couldn't meddle too much.When Camille heard Ayan's suggestion, she nodded in agreement, andhe immediately dialed Mario's number in her presence.

The call connected quickly, but it wasn't Mario who answered.

It was his secretary.

Ayan had anticipated this from the start, so when Mario's secretaryinformed him that Mario had been kept busy and couldn't make it to thelunch, Ayan merely smiled lightly and said, "Mr. King is being quiteinsincere, isn't he? He can't even give me a straightforward refusal byhimself?"

Ayan's insinuation was immediately sensed by Mario's secretary, whohastened to explain, "Mr. Simpson, please don't misunderstand. Mr.King never meant it that way. It's just that he's currently occupied withurgent matters, so he couldn't personally apologize to you. Once he'sdone, he'll surely contact you himself. We hope Mr. Simpson canunderstand.”

"What could be so important that Mr. King can't even spare a momentto take a phone call?" Ayan pressed on, adopting a cold and distanttone. His powerful presence was overwhelming, making it difficult forthe secretary to respond. He continued indifferently, “Is Mr. King lookingdown on the Simpson Group and me, which is why he's treating us withsuch indifference?"

Ayan's tone was icy, conveying his displeasure quite clearly.

Camille, who was beside him, was slightly taken aback. If she hadn'twitnessed the situation herself, she would have genuinely believed thatAyan was really pissed off.

A faint smile appeared on her face as she found Ayan somewhatamusing by pretending like this. The secretary, on the other hand, feltthe pressure due to Ayan's words and became quite uneasy, hastilyexplaining, "Mr. Simpson, please don't misunderstand. Mr. King nevermeant it that way. Could you wait for a moment? I'll get Mr. King on theline right away, and he'll personally talk to you."

Ayan agreed.

They ended the call briefly.

Ayan turned to Camille and said, "His secretary should be at thehospital. If Mario calls me back on his own accord and says he doesn'thave any issues, then you won't have to worry too much, right?"Camille nodded.

After only five or six minutes, Mario called them back.

It was Mario's voice on the other end of the line, devoid of anydiscernible emotion or situation. He spoke politely, "Mr. Simpson, Iapologize for not personally informing you earlier. Somethingunexpected came up, and I couldn't join you for the meal. Once I'veresolved the matter, I will personally invite you to Hance City for ameal."

Naturally, Ayan didn't actually want Mario to treat them to a meal. Heexchanged a few words with Mario before concluding the call.

Ayan didn't actively inquire about what had happened, and Marionaturally wouldn't voluntarily disclose it either. However, the twoengaged in a verbal dance, each skilled in the art of conversation,leaving no trace and not giving anyone the slightest information.

After several rounds of conversation, the call ended.

The meal was naturally off the table, but they could at least confirm onething-Mario didn't have any major issues; otherwise, he wouldn't havemade the call.

Ayan reassured Camille that they didn't need to worry too much. Afterall, they would only leave Flento City the next day, and if anythinghappened to Sienna, they would be there today.

Camille stopped dwelling on the matter further, but Ayan still had someconcerns. He decided to pause their work and take Camille out withhim.

Without Sienna accompanying them, Ayan planned to take Camille toexplore some of the older parts of Flento City.

Flento City Hospital, VIP ward.

After ending the call, Mario looked at Sienna, who was sitting besidehim, peeling an apple. His voice held no emotions or indications of hissituation as he calmly asked, "You didn't tell them?"

Sienna naturally knew he had just spoken with Ayan on the phone. Shehanded him the peeled apple, her gaze landing coolly on his face,which was covered by a white bandage around his forehead, now paleand bloodless due to its white hue, and his overall complexion lookingpale as well.

Seeing him in such a state, Sienna's brow furrowed instantly, her voiceslightly hoarse as she replied, "No, I didn't.”

Mario took the apple, but he didn't rush to eat it. He simply glanced ather and spoke gently, “You should go back first. Come back at noon.Mom and Dad will be here, and regarding my injuries, answer as I'vetold you. Understand?"

Sienna's complexion paled slightly as she responded, "Why lie? I did it,so I'll admit it. I don't need you to protect me with lies. I don't need that.”