My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 880: Delay

Chapter 880: Delay

Sienna nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

Rex also gave Camille a grateful look, and the atmosphere returned tocalm.

The three of them waited for Ayan for quite some time, but he still didn'tshow up. Camille decided to call his phone. It connected quickly, butafter several rings, no one answered.

Camille thought he might be at the entrance and ignored the call, buteven after waiting for a while, he didn't appear.

Her brows furrowed slightly, her expression showing a hint of concern.Ayan wasn't answering his phone.

She then dialed Kian's number directly.

Both Kian's and Ayan's phones rang, but no one answered.

Seeing this, Sienna suggested, “Let Rex try calling.”

Rex immediately made the call, but received the same result-no answerfrom Ayan.

Ayan not picking up the phone made Camille worry.

They had just chatted at noon, and if something came up, he shouldhave informed her in advance.

Rex said, "Maybe something urgent came up at work? Why don't weeat first and have the kitchen prepare his food for later?"

Camille nodded, and Rex got up to leave the lounge. Camille alsopicked up her phone and dialed another number.

The call was quickly answered.

She introduced herself and the purpose of the call, "Hello, I'm Camille.Is Mr. Simpson still at the company?”

She had directly dialed Ayan's assistant's office, and the person whoanswered was one of Ayan's assistants, someone Camille had metmany times before.

The assistant was familiar with Camille and politely replied, "Madam,hello. Mr. Simpson and Kian left the company together. They should beon their way home now."

Camille furrowed her brows slightly and asked, "How long ago did theyleave?"

“It's been about forty minutes.”

"Alright, thank you."

After ending the call with Ayan's assistant, Camille's expressionremained serious. She had a feeling of unease because Ayan wouldn'tusually not answer his phone, unless something held him up.

He would at least send a text if he couldn't talk.

Camille remained silent for a long time, lost in her thoughts, without anyresponse. Sienna returned to the lounge and saw Camille sitting on thecouch staring at her phone in a daze. She asked, "Cami, Mr. Simpsonstill hasn't answered the phone?"

"Yeah, I wonder if something happened,” Camille asked calmly.Sienna quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll ask Rex to replace out.”Camille murmured softly, and her phone rang at that moment. It wasKian calling, and she quickly told Sienna that she didn't need to botherRex and answered the call.

"Hello, Kian?"

"Mrs. Simpson, it's me."

"Where are you guys? Why isn't he answering his phone?"

"Mrs. Simpson, Mr. Simpson is dealing with some business, so he can'tanswer the phone right now. He asked me to tell you that he won't beable to have dinner with you. You can go back to Maple LeavesMansion after dinner and he'll come straight home after finishing up.”Kian's tone didn't reveal any strange emotions, which gradually easedCamille's worries and uneasiness.

Still, she asked, "What... is he dealing with? Why can't he personallycall me even once?"

“It's related to the company, so I can't say much. If you're curious, youcan ask Mr. Simpson about it when he's done.”

"Okay, I understand," Camille replied calmly.

Since Ayan was fine, she didn't continue to press for answers andended the call with Kian.

After hanging up, her expression remained somewhat stiff andindifferent. She looked at Sienna with a hint of uncertainty, "Am I beingtoo sensitive, or is Ayan really hiding something from me?"

“I don't think it's because you're too sensitive, and I don't believe he'sintentionally hiding anything from you. It's just that you miss and careabout him so much that you start overthinking things,” Sienna said,pulling her hand to lead her out of the lounge. “Let's have dinner. Evenif the world is falling apart, we still need to eat. Mr. Simpson is just heldup with something. Don't give me that 'l don't want to eat or drink’ look,or I'll get angry."

Sienna guided her to the dining table, and Camille gradually calmeddown. Perhaps Sienna was right; she might have been overthinking.Camille pursed her lips, shaking her head to keep herself calm andstop her wild thoughts.

During the meal, the three of them ate together. Camille didn't continueher wild thoughts, but she also didn't have much appetite.

Throughout the dinner, Sienna and Rex chatted, showing a bit ofrestraint in their intimacy and interactions, probably to considerCamille's feelings.

After finishing the meal, it was nearly nine o'clock.

Since there were no other customers in the restaurant, Sienna didn'tneed to stay any longer. She offered to drop Camille off, but Camilledeclined as she had driven herself there.

So, one after another, the three of them left the restaurant.

Camille drove back to Maple Leaves Mansion alone, and Ayan hadn'treturned yet.

Although she had talked to Kian on the phone, she still felt a sense ofunexplainable anxiety.

Just as Camille hesitated about whether to have Yessica contact Kian,her phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

She furrowed her brows, subconsciously recalling Ayan's earlierwarning. Her first instinct was to think that this call was from Alicia.After a moment's hesitation, she decided to ignore it since she couldalready guess what Alicia might say.

After she hung up, the same number called again, but seeing thatnobody answered, they didn't persist.

Camille couldn't help but ask herself, where could Ayan have gone?Why was he in such a hurry?

Had something happened?

Camille pursed her lips, unable to replace any answers. Her mind feltheavy, and she couldn't conceal her sense of melancholy.

At the same time, in Flento City, Preston had just brought Molly back tothe Walker family. He was still standing outside their home. Molly'sparents had temporarily agreed to his relationship with Molly, but withone condition-Preston could marry Molly, but she had to sign adocument renouncing all inheritance from the Walker family, and it hadto be publicly notarized.

The intention of the Walker family's request was evident-they weredeliberately guarding against Preston, testing him.

Tonight's dinner with Molly was also for this matter, and Preston had noobjections. He was curious about Molly's decision.

Molly needed some time to think, so nothing had been decided yet.Preston got into his car but didn't immediately drive away. Instead, he lita cigarette and started smoking.

Then, his phone rang again, and he saw the number on the screen. Hisbrows furrowed slightly, and he answered, putting it on speaker.

A gentle female voice came through the phone, "Preston? Can we talknow?"

"Yeah, what's up?" He responded indifferently.

The woman hesitated for a moment, seemingly disappointed by hiscold response. She spoke softly, "How long will you stay in Flentobefore coming to Hance?"

Preston showed no extra emotions and spoke calmly, “It's stilluncertain. What do you want to say?"

“I miss you. Can I come to Flento to be with you?" Her voice wastender, but it also contained a touch of stubborn persistence. Shecontinued, "Don't you miss me at all?"

Hearing her words, Preston couldn't help but envision a face hidden inhis heart. After a brief hesitation, he agreed directly, "I'll arrange a flightfor you to come tomorrow, but I'm quite busy, so I won't be able to bewith you all the time. You'll have to entertain yourself, okay?"

"Sure, I understand. I won't disturb your work, don't worry.” The womanhappily accepted his offer and ended the call satisfiedly.

If Preston had known that this call from Zoie would cost him dearly inthe future, he probably wouldn't have agreed to Zoie coming to Flento.However, at this moment, Preston had no such foresight. His thoughtswere simple-he could handle Molly's affairs while being with Zoie, thesurrogate. It seemed like the perfect balance.

Having just finished the call with Zoie, Preston's phone rang again.

He glanced at the screen and saw that it was a call from Hance.Nonchalantly, he pressed the answer button, "Who's calling?"