My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 912: Letting Go

Chapter 912: Letting Go

Camille nodded lightly, "Alright."

Mrs. Bell followed Camille into the car.

The two of them sat down at a nearby café near Simpson Group. Afterordering, Mrs. Bell finally spoke, “Cami, about today's meeting, do youhave any questions?"

Camille replied, "Yes, I'd like to know, was this decision made on thespot? Why didn't you mention it to Mr. Bell when we were having dinnertogether?"

Mrs. Bell sighed softly and said, "Actually, I disagree with it, but we hadno choice.”

"Why?"

Camille looked puzzled at Mrs. Bell.

With a touch of sadness on her face, Mrs. Bell looked out the windowand spoke in a low voice, "Cami, our trip back this time was not justabout handling the Modest Temple Hotel promotion. We also dealt withthe distribution of our respective properties."

Camille listened with a sense of confusion, her eyes showing herbewilderment.

Some speculations began to spread within her, but she found it hard tobelieve. After all, some things were not just visible to her; they werewitnessed by everyone.

Camille pursed her lips and looked at Mrs. Bell, asking softly, “I don'tquite understand what you mean?"

Mrs. Bell smiled gently, lifted her coffee cup elegantly to her lips, took asip, and a touch of bitterness appeared in her smile. She said, "Cami, Itrust you a lot and consider you a true friend, so I'm being very honestwith you, without any concealment.”

Camille had a vague premonition, and Mrs. Bell's next words confirmedher thoughts.

Mrs. Bell said, "In fact, we've already divorced.”

Camille's eyes widened slightly, clearly showing her shock at Mrs. Bell'swords.

She frowned, not fully comprehending, “Are you joking with me? How isthat possible?"

The term "Mr. and Mrs. Bell" was synonymous with a loving couple inCamille's mind. Despite their age, they maintained a youthful andaffectionate interaction, like young lovers.

They were romantic and held each other in high regard. How could theypossibly divorce?

Camille found it utterly unbelievable.

Mrs. Bell continued, "We've been divorced for over a year."

Camille fell silent, completely immersed in shock.

Mrs. Bell added, "Although we're divorced, we still bear the title of Mr.and Mrs. Bell. We have a common goal, and for the sake of that goal,we can't reveal our marital status. Besides, many people support usfrom behind the scenes. If our situation were to come to light, it wouldnot only negate our years of effort but also implicate others. So, wedecided to keep this a secret after discussing it."

Their marriage might have ended, but their years of understanding andthe friendly way they interacted made it impossible for anyone to noticeover all these years.

However, it was only on this trip back to the country to handle propertymatters that Mr. Mikkola had discovered their secret.

Mrs. Bell candidly explained this aspect to Camille as well.

She said, "We didn't want to make this decision either, but Mr. Mikkolaused our divorce as leverage, so we had no choice. We're aware ofhow much effort you and Ayan have put into this project, so I'm trulysorry."

Mrs. Bell repeatedly apologized to Camille, who didn't respondimmediately. She was still absorbing the shock of what she had justbeen told.

She felt so shocked, so sudden.

She hadn't been prepared for any of this.

So, she really didn't know how to describe her feelings right now, orwhat to say to Mrs. Bell.

Camille remained silent for a while before she reacted. She looked upinto Mrs. Bell's eyes and softly said, "I want to ask, what was thereason for your divorce from Mr. Bell?"

"Our love had faded away, and beyond work, we had no topics left todiscuss privately. So, after discussing it, we both agreed to end thisrelationship.”

Mrs. Bell gave a faint smile and continued, "We both yearned forfreedom, and the current outcome is the best for both of us.”

Camille nodded slightly, "I'm sorry, I still replace it quite surprising. I mightneed a little time to process all of this."

Camille took a deep breath, her mind still reeling from the unexpectedrevelation.

The shock didn't last long, though, because Mrs. Bell continued, "Youneed to discuss this with Ayan separately. If Ayan is confident enoughto silence Mr. Mikkola, then we'll follow his lead. But if he's not sure,then for now, we can only go along with today's proposal from themeeting."

Camille nodded, "Alright, I understand. I'll talk to him about it later.”Camille spent a while longer with Mrs. Bell, finished her coffee, andthen Mrs. Bell left.

Camille had initially planned to return to Maple Leaves Mansion, butnow she couldn't go back directly.

Her brow furrowed, her expression grew heavy. After a moment ofcontemplation, she walked to her car and drove back to the SimpsonGroup's parking garage.

She took the elevator to Ayan's office floor, wondering if Dan hadfinished his conversation with Ayan.

If Dan was with Ayan, Camille couldn't immediately reveal Mr. and Mrs.Bell's secret. After all, Mrs. Bell chose to tell her, trusting her and Ayan.Camille walked to Ayan's office. Kian wasn't at his desk either. Camillehad intended to ask Kian, but since he wasn't around, she knocked onthe office door and entered.

Camille thought she would replace Dan and Ayan in the office, but she wassurprised by the sight that greeted her.

Both people turned their attention towards her. Ayan began to walkover, but Camille avoided his touch and directed her gaze towards thewoman sitting on the couch.

The woman on the couch froze upon seeing Camille, her expressionrigid. She opened her mouth, her voice barely audible as she said,"Camille, long time no see.”

Camille didn't respond. Instead, she calmly took a seat across from thewoman, her eyes fixed on her, and with a dismissive tone, she said,“Indeed, it's been a while. You seem to be in good health.”

Ayan's gaze had been fixed on Camille since she appeared, neverleaving him for a moment. He personally poured a glass of water forCamille and placed it in front of her, then smoothly took a seat next toher. His voice was gentle as he spoke, "Would you accompany me afterwork to go back home together?"

Camille didn't even spare a glance for Ayan, her eyes were still focusedon the woman across from her.

Camille's gaze was icy, sharp like a blade, and if looks could kill, thewoman sitting across from her would have been obliterated by now.She didn't respond to Ayan's words and remained silent, allowing anatural quietness to settle in.

It was only when the woman across from her spoke, "Ayan, sinceCamille is here, I won't disturb you. I'll just contact Kian directly. I'llleave now.”

"Miss Khan, what's the rush?" Before Ayan could speak, Camilleinterjected.

Raising an eyebrow, she looked at Eileen with a cool expression andsaid, "Why is Miss Khan leaving as soon as she sees me? Is it becauseshe's afraid to face me, or does facing me make her involuntarilyguilty?"

Eileen was taken aback and quickly denied, "Why would I feel guilty?"“You should ask yourself that." Camille's gaze remained fixed onEileen, not missing any of her reactions or expressions.

Eileen pressed her lips together, standing up. "I don't know what you'reimplying, and I don't have anything to say to you. Ayan, I'll contact Kianmyself. I'll leave now.”

Camille didn't waste a moment. She grabbed the glass of water Ayanhad poured for her and splashed it towards Eileen in one swift motion.Camille's movement was quick and decisive, catching Eileencompletely off guard.