My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 951: The Bottom Line

Chapter 951: The Bottom Line

She glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen, its origin tracedback to Hance City.

With a slight frown, she picked up her phone, lightly tapped the answerbutton, and pressed the speakerphone button.

Her voice carried a hint of indifference as she spoke, "Hello?"

A woman's voice followed, "Camille, it's me. I want to meet you."Camille only blinked slightly, her brow furrowing unconsciously. Hervoice sounded aloof as she asked, "Who is this?"

The voice wasn't entirely unfamiliar to her, perhaps even somewhatfamiliar, causing her expression to stiffen instantly.

The woman on the other end of the line continued, "Can't yourecognize my voice, Camille? Or has it been so long that you'veforgotten about me?"

Camille felt her heart racing, like it was about to leap out at anymoment, making her feel breathless.

Maintaining silence, Camille tried to steady her emotions, took a quietbreath, and then spoke coolly, "So, do you have something to say?"The woman's tone turned frivolous, “Let's meet and talk. There'ssomething I want to discuss with you."

"I don't think there's anything between us to discuss. If you havesomething to say, get to the point. Don't waste your time or mine,alright?"

Camille didn't want to meet. There was no real reason to, and she wasalready planning to call Ayan from her home phone.

It seemed the woman on the other end anticipated this. Just beforeCamille could pick up the receiver, the woman said, "Camille, if I wereyou, I would never tell him that I contacted you. Because what I want totalk to you about concerns your relationship with him. So, if you tell him,you'll never know what he's been deceiving you about.”

Camille's brows furrowed tightly, her expression growing colder. Hervoice turned even icier as she retorted, "You're not me, so you don't getto decide what I should do. If you dare to contact me, you'll have tobear the risk that I might tell him."

The woman's tone grew somewhat agitated, "Camille, I'm doing this foryour own good. Do you think I'm still daydreaming? I've made myselfclear. I just want to tell you something about your relationship with him.Do you want to be perpetually deceived? Or are you willing to sacrificeyour principles for the sake of this man?"

“This is my business, and it's not your concern. So, there's no need foryou to say more." Camille didn't give her a chance to continue,promptly ending the call.

She didn't want to hear anything from her, nor did she want to knowwhat the issue was.

She had discussed the misunderstanding with Ayan last night, and shewanted to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. If she was going tolisten, she would hear it from Ayan himself. At least that way, she couldensure that other people's words wouldn't influence her.

Camille gripped the phone that had been hung up, her face growingheavy, her complexion deteriorating. She soon received a messagefrom the same number.

The message said, "Camille, what are you running from? Are you reallythat blinded by love? Are you willing to be deceived for a man? I reallylook down on you!"

Camille immediately blocked the number, not even giving the messagea second glance.

Her expression remained solemn, and her hand clenched around thephone, the grip turning her knuckles white.

She narrowed her eyes, her thoughts weaving a dense web, leavingher with no escape.

Camille maintained that sitting position for quite a while. Even whenAyan messaged her asking if she was awake, she didn't reply. Aftersome time had passed, noticing that it was already lunchtime and shestill hadn't responded to his messages, Ayan decided to call thehousekeeper directly. He learned from her that Camille was indeedawake. With this information, he called Camille once again.

The phone rang in Camille's hand, but she showed no intention ofanswering. She just sat there in a daze, her face weighed down byheavy emotions.

Camille's silence persisted, the phone ringing for a long time withoutany response. Ayan thought she might be upset about last night'sincident, so he sent another message: "Is it hurting? I'm sorry, may Icome back and let you punish me? Don't ignore me, okay?"

Camille only glanced at the message but still didn't reply. She was lostin thought, pondering whether those words were deliberatelymisleading or if there was something she genuinely didn't know.Camille was lost in her thoughts, and she wasn't paying attention toAyan's messages or calls. She was getting more and more confused byher own thoughts.

Camille didn't want to overthink, but she had been genuinely affectedby the woman's words. It was true that the woman's current situationwasn't conducive to revealing any information. But was it worth takingthe risk of contacting her, especially if it was only to sow discordbetween her and Ayan?

If that was the case, and the goal hadn't been achieved, then shewould be putting herself at risk for no good reason.

But at this moment, she couldn't possibly arrive at an answer.Camille's downcast mood persisted for a while. She had been tired andher body hadn't fully recovered yet. So, she took a short nap, althoughshe wasn't really asleep. Her mind remained awake the whole time.She didn't know how much time had passed until her alarm went off,and she finally opened her eyes.

She had set the alarm specifically to pick up Timmy.

After checking the time, she got out of bed, freshened up a bit, andthen drove alone to the place where Timmy attended day care.

The place where Timmy attended day care was safe. Even though shewas Timmy's mother, she needed to show her pickup card and signbefore taking him. Plus, the nanny was always with him, so she feltreassured.

After picking up Timmy, she held him in her arms, while the nannycarried his little backpack and water bottle. The three of them walkedout of the day care center towards the car.

As Camille held Timmy, she asked him, "Did you have a good daytoday?"

Timmy nodded and hugged Camille's neck, responding, "Yes, Mommy,teacher praised.”

The nanny continued, "He helped other children today, so the teacherpraised him for being like a big brother. He did great.”

Camille smiled with satisfaction, “Timmy is amazing. Mommy give youa thumbs up.”

Timmy blushed slightly and laughed shyly but clearly delighted.

The three of them got back into the car, buckled their seat belts, andCamille turned to Timmy, asking, "Do you want to go to the amusementpark for a while?"

"Yay, yay!" Timmy clapped his hands excitedly. Camille joined in thelaughter, considering it a reward for him getting praised at day care.Camille drove them to the amusement park they usually went to, withthe nanny accompanying them. Camille stayed in the waiting area whilethe others went to play. Normally, she was the one accompanyingTimmy, but today she felt tired and didn't feel like moving around.

As she sat in the waiting area, her gaze remained fixed on the peopleinside the amusement park.

She sat there safely, lost in thought. She didn't realize when someonehad sat down next to her until the voice of a gentle man spoke up,bringing her back to the present. Surprised, she turned to look at him.Ayan asked, "What are you thinking about? I've been calling youseveral times, but you didn't react. You didn't answer my calls orrespond to my messages. What's going on?"

Camille stared at Ayan in shock, evidently startled. When engrossed inher thoughts, she had completely disconnected from the outside world.Being abruptly interrupted naturally gave her quite a start.

He reached over and gently took her hand, his voice as soft as wateras he asked, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Camille snap out of her daze, her gaze shifting from himto where Timmy was. Her voice was distant as she replied, “It's nothing.I was just lost in thought."

“Then why didn't you respond to me?"

"Why did you come here?"

The two of them spoke simultaneously.

Then both fell silent.

Their gazes met, and Ayan was the first to answer, "You didn't respondto my messages or answer my calls. How could I focus on my work? Ileft you a message, didn't I? We were planning to take Timmy out fordinner tonight!"

Indeed, he had said so, and she had seen the note when she woke up,but she had forgotten about it.

Camille looked at him apologetically, and he asked, "So, what's goingon?"