My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 882: Helping Hand

Chapter 882: Helping Hand

Apart from that, Camille didn't want to discuss her relationship withAyan, as she disliked others gossiping about them.

So, when Preston started accusing Ayan word by word, her reactionbecame so intense and agitated.

After she shouted to stop him, there was a brief pause in Preston'svoice for almost half a minute.

During this time, Camille remained silent.

They both kept quiet until Preston composed himself and spoke again,saying, "Cami, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just worried about you,and I didn't intend to badmouth Ayan. I only want to protect you fromany harm."

Camille didn't reply, as she didn't want to continue the topic.

Preston didn't press on either; instead, he asked, "Actually, I don't haveany specific plans. I'm in Flento right now. Do you want me to visit yourGrandma?"

In a short while, it would be Flento City's annual Tomb Sweeping Day.Unlike other places, Flento City had its own customs and didn't followspecific dates for tomb sweeping.

Preston remembered this and asked casually.

However, Camille declined, saying, "No need, I'll visit Grandma whenthe time comes.”

"I thought it might be troublesome for you to come back and forth. I'mhere, so I could help you with that."

“Thank you for your kindness, but I can handle it on my own. You don'tneed to trouble yourself."

Camille politely declined, but she didn't want Preston's help.Sometimes, once a relationship fades, it's hard to restore it.

Preston seemed displeased with Camille's attitude and said, "Cami, Idon't mean anything else. I just want to help you. After all, aren't wefriends? Friends help each other without hesitation. Why do you haveto be so formal with me? Is it because you have a better relationshipwith Ayan now, and we can't be friends anymore?"

"Cami, I'm going to be a father soon. Can't you trust me even withthis?" Preston brought up Molly's pregnancy and asked Camille how hecould make her feel better, as Molly had been acting irrationally andthrowing tantrums, thanks to being spoiled by the Walker family.

He sounded helpless and unsure. In the past, Camille would havecomforted him or tried to help him understand Molly, but now she didn'twant to say anything.

She remained indifferent.

Preston sighed lightly and asked, "Cami, were you also moody duringyour pregnancy? What should I do to make her feel a bit happier?”Camille calmly replied, “It's been a long time, and I don't rememberwell. You can ask the doctor; they'll give you the most objective advice."After her response, Preston's face became stiff and cold. He narrowedhis eyes and spoke in a low voice, "Cami, it seems like no matter what Isay, you won't talk to me properly.”

“Preston, I don't know what you mean by talking properly. Am I notspeaking properly now?"

"Cami, I don't know what's wrong with you. I don't know if you havemisunderstood me, but I just want to tell you that I have no otherintentions. I never wanted to hurt you, and my feelings for you remainunchanged.”

Preston didn't continue the conversation and ended the call on his own,fearing that if they continued talking, Camille wouldn't even answer hiscalls next time.

After talking to Camille, the only thing Preston could be sure of was thatAyan was not with her. Otherwise, Camille wouldn't have had such along conversation with him. If Ayan knew that it was Preston whocalled, he would have definitely tried to stop Camille from talking to him.In Preston's mind, Ayan was always like this, afraid that frequentcommunication with Camille would affect their relationship.

With a slight grunt, Preston stepped on the accelerator and drove away.After talking to Preston, Camille didn't immediately put down her phone.She held onto it for a long time without any reaction.

It was already late at night, but Ayan still hadn't returned, nor had hesent any messages. He hadn't even called her.

Where was he and what was he doing?

The more Camille thought about it, the more her face darkened, andher worry grew. She couldn't help but imagine various scenarios.

She felt that since they were discussing remarriage and preparing forthe wedding, they should at least be open with each other, especiallyabout important matters. How could they be at ease without knowingwhat the other was doing?

Camille didn't want to call him directly either, as it was late at night, andshe didn't want to disturb him in case he couldn't answer.

Of course, Camille didn't suspect that he was doing something to hurther. Basic trust still existed between them.

She was just genuinely worried about him.

Camille waited until after one in the morning before lying down to sleep.However, her mind was preoccupied with thoughts, making her sleepshallow, and the slightest sound would wake her up.

Ayan returned after three in the morning. He gently pushed open thebedroom door, walked in under the faint light from the bedside, andstopped before reaching the window. Camille was already awake.

She immediately sat up, causing Ayan to halt his steps. They lockedeyes, gazing at each other.

After a brief silence, Ayan spoke in a calm voice, "Why haven't youslept yet?"

Camille didn't answer and questioned, "Why did you come back solate? Why couldn't you even take a call?"

Her tone sounded agitated and rushed, and Ayan took a step forward.As he hadn't changed or showered yet, he didn't sit on the bed, justleaned down to gently rub her hair and said in a soft voice, "I had todeal with something urgently, so I left my phone with Kian. I asked Kianto return your call. Right?"

"Why couldn't you take a call? What were you doing so late? Whatexactly was it that you can't tell me?" Camille continued to ask.

Usually, she wouldn't press so hard on a matter, but this time she wasstubborn and wanted to understand clearly. She didn't know why; shejust wanted to know where he had been and what he was doing.Facing Camille's inquiries, Ayan sighed helplessly and shook his headlightly. "I went to the outskirts. Cora went missing. I went there toinvestigate, but I haven't found her yet."

Camille's brow furrowed slightly, and her expression turned somewhatrigid.

Camille didn't speak but looked at him with a cold detachment, andAyan continued, "Don't overthink it. I was worried because I had herconfined to a private mental hospital in the suburbs. She must haveplanned her escape carefully, so I have to replace out where she went.Besides, her appearance is dangerous, and I don't want the past torepeat itself. So, I must replace her as soon as possible.”

Camille's expression softened a bit at this explanation, and she gazedat Ayan, asking, "Have you found her now?"

Ayan sighed again and shook his head. "No."

Camille's brow furrowed even more, and she asked, "She must havehad help to escape. She wouldn't have been able to do it alone, right?""Yes, we discovered she had assistance from a staff member who is incharge of food purchase at the mental hospital. According to the hisconfession, Cora promised to marry him who helped her escape,” Ayanexplained with a hint of disdain in his voice. He added, "The man wasnearly fifty and single.”