My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 929: Explanation

Chapter 929: Explanation

As the time approached three o'clock, and still no sign of any newsbeing announced, the initial curiosity faded after a round of impatienturging without any answers.

Just when everyone thought it was all baseless speculation from thatmedia outlet, a gossip reporter released a video.

The video featured a tall and handsome man embracing a woman asthey entered a hotel entrance, spending two days and two nightstogether.

If it were just ordinary people, it might not have been a big deal, but themale lead in the video was Preston, and the female lead had a mosaicover her face, making it impossible to clearly identify her.

One thing was certain: it wasn't Molly.

Because the entire elite circle of Flento City knew that Preston wasengaged to Molly. Now with this kind of video surfacing, didn't it confirmthe content of that headline?

In no time, all the attention and suspicion were squarely focused onPreston. Yet Preston himself remained clueless since he had justturned on his phone, waiting at the hotel for Zoie to bring him sometakeout. He took advantage of the moment to dial Molly's number.When the call connected, before he could even speak, Molly's sobbingvoice came through, "Brother, why are you doing this to me? If youdon't like me, you could have told me directly. Why did you agree tomarry me if you had someone else? How could you do this to me? Youclearly have someone else, so why did you agree to marry me? Is itbecause of the baby? If that's the case, I can give up the child. I'll setyou free!"

Preston listened to Molly's words in a daze, but the only thing he couldgrasp was that Molly said he had someone else.

Preston's expression instantly darkened. Frowning deeply, his eyesturned as cold as frost. He asked in a controlled tone, "Molly, what areyou talking about?"

"Brother, are you still going to deny it? The video of you and thatwoman has already been leaked. If it weren't for someone accidentallyfilming you entering and leaving the hotel, I might still be in the darkabout it." Molly let out a faint laugh, self-mockingly saying, “Youpromised me. Why deceive me like this? Just because I love you, doesthat give you the right to trample on my feelings for you?"

Preston only realized what had happened at this point. His facebecame grim, and he switched his phone to speaker mode whileopening another app to check the current situation online.

After seeing what was on the internet, his eyes froze in place for quite awhile before he snapped back to reality. His voice, slightly hoarse, said,"Molly, I can explain.”

"Explain? How are you going to explain?" Molly's tone turned skeptical."I have nothing to do with her. It's just the media blowing things out ofproportion. She and I are just business partners. We're working on anew project together."

"Is that so?"

"Molly, don't you believe me?" Preston countered her with a question.Under normal circumstances, Molly would have replied, "I believe you.Since I believe you, I'll trust whatever you say. Are you telling me thatall of this is just speculation?"

But today, Molly's response was different.

She didn't hurry to answer. The sound of her gentle sobbing reachedPreston's ears through the phone, as if she were a deeply heartbrokenwoman. After almost half a minute of silence, she spoke in a calm yetunhurried manner, "How do you expect me to believe you? Theevidence is right in front of my eyes. Do you want me to deludemyself?"

Molly chuckled with self-mockery and added, "Do you want me topretend I don't know or tell myself that all of this is just a dream? That'sa bit too much to ask, isn't it?"

Molly's response was completely different from what Preston hadexpected, leaving him stunned and unable to respond. His expressiongrew colder, and his voice, husky, asked, "Molly, do you really not trustme? Is this truly unrelated to me? How could I betray you? We have achild together, we're about to get married. How could I possibly beinvolved with someone else?"

Molly didn't want to continue this conversation. She knew that nomatter what she said, Preston would always act like he had the upperhand. But this time, she intended to change that dynamic.

With a hint of laughter, she said to Preston, "If you want me to believeyou, then provide evidence to make me believe. Otherwise, I don'tknow how to trust you. I can't convince myself otherwise.”

The call ended there, and Preston stared at his disconnected phonewith disbelief. He even doubted if Molly had really answered the calljust now. Otherwise, how could she have hung up so quickly?

Preston fell into deep thought. His face was stiff, his expression icy. Aknock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He gradually snapped outof it and went to open the door.

Seeing the woman with a radiant smile outside, his face remainedtense. She noticed something was off and asked, "Preston, what'swrong?"

Preston closed the door behind him, then grabbed Zoie's hand and ledher to the couch. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Have youchecked your phone?"

"No, why? I just went to get some takeout for you." She pulled out herphone.

With a detached tone, Preston asked, "You don't know what's beenhappening online?"

"What's going on?" Zoie looked at him with confusion. There wasnothing unusual in her eyes, and even Preston couldn't discern anychange.

Preston handed her his phone with the video he had just seen andsaid, "Someone leaked a video of us online.”

"How could this happen?" Zoie's brow furrowed deeply, and her faceturned pale. She asked, "Does this cause trouble for you? Preston,maybe I should go back to Hance immediately?"

Preston looked at Zoie's worried and anxious expression and herreactions that were entirely for his sake. For a moment, he didn't knowwhat to say.

He remained silent, and Zoie asked with concern, "Preston, why aren'tyou saying anything?"

Preston took the food from her hand and placed it on the coffee table.Holding her hand, he sat down on the couch. He looked into her eyesand said, "I need your help. I have to resolve this issue. Otherwise, it'llcause us a lot of trouble. You wouldn't want me to be in trouble, wouldyou?"

"Of course not, but what should we do? If things continue like this, I'mworried that we living together in Hance City will also be exposed. I'mscared, Preston. What should we do?"

Zoie was visibly anxious. Preston patted her hand gently and explainedhis plan to her. After listening, she asked somewhat hesitantly, "Can wereally do that?"

"Trust me, we can. I'll handle it." Preston sounded confident.

Zoie nodded in agreement.

“Then I'll get things arranged. And then call you when it's done, okay?""Alright, I'll wait for you."

Preston didn't linger. After comforting Zoie, he left the hotel. He droveback to his apartment, as Molly had moved in with him. After parkingthe car, he stepped out, carrying a bouquet of red roses.

He strode purposefully towards his apartment building, entered thepasscode, opened the door, walked in, and closed it behind him.

In the foyer, he noticed Molly's shoes. Taking a silent deep breath, hecontinued walking inside. As he moved further into the apartment, thesound of a woman's sobbing became clearer.

Molly was nestled on the balcony in the living room, her eyes slightlyred, one hand cradling her belly. Her complexion appeared pale,revealing that she was genuinely upset.

Preston approached her, crouched down in front of her, meeting hergaze with his gentle eyes. His voice was soft as he said, "Molly, don'tcry. I will explain this matter to you, alright?"

Molly remained silent, tear streaks evident on her cheeks. She simplypressed her lips together, her reddened eyes fixed on Preston.

The more she stayed silent, the more Preston felt at a loss. Becausewhen a person remains silent, it becomes difficult to discern whatthey're thinking. It's a challenging way to interact and cope with them.Preston whispered, "Molly, I bought you flowers. Can you please not beangry anymore? Can you talk to me, please?"