Chapter 1038: Moderation

Chapter 1038: Moderation

His voice was like a gentle spring breeze, piercing straight to Camille's

heart, making it hard for her to calm down.

In reality, she hadn't put too much thought into her actions; she just

didn't want Ayan to be harmed unjustly. But now that Ayan had brought

it up, she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She bit her lip, her voice low

and husky as she said, "I thought you might think I was impulsive. If I

hadn't acted impulsively, they wouldn't have found the Simpson family

and disturbed Grandpa and my parents."

Camille bit her lip lightly, and her worries intensified little by little. She

wondered if Talia and Fletcher would blame her.

She had spoken to Talia on the phone earlier that morning. Talia had

trusted her so completely and had been her staunch supporter. Would

Talia regret saying so much to her now?

Camille's jealousy had left her feeling insecure, and her worries were

growing heavier by the moment.

Ayan seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He tightened his grip

on her hand, and his voice was low and husky as he reassured her

patiently, "Cami, don't think this way, and don't feel responsible for their

actions. Every person has their independent thoughts. You can't

change yourself, and you can't control others. Their actions are their

own decisions; how can they be related to you?"

He gently and patiently comforted Camille's heart with his soft-spoken

words. Each word conveyed that what Brody and Page did was their

own affair and had nothing to do with her. Just as she had told Grace,

how could she forget that when it came to herself?

Camille smiled shyly and looked into Ayan's eyes. She whispered, "I

know. I know it's not my fault, but I can't help feeling guilty."

It was a perfectly normal way of thinking. After all, she carried the

Armstrong surname, and it was inevitable that the actions of the

Armstrong family would affect her. Even if she could ignore it or avoid it,

any events involving the Armstrong family would still be tied to her.

When it came to outsiders, she might not care, but when it came to her

closest family, she would surely shoulder some of the blame.

Camille's confession led Ayan to say, “I understand your thoughts, but I

want to tell you that you are you, and they are them. You are different

from them, and they never asked for your opinion on their actions. So,

neither I nor Grandpa, nor Mom and Dad will blame you or connect you

to this incident in any way, okay?"

Camille nodded gently, and her expression softened considerably.

Ayan's words were truly heartwarming.

They held hands all the way, and this supportive gesture filled Camille

with energy, lifting the heaviness of her heart and worries.

In about half an hour, they arrived back at the Simpson's mansion.

After parking the car and getting out, Camille noticed that the

Armstrong family’s vehicle was also parked nearby. The house staff

immediately approached when they saw the couple. Ayan, in an

indifferent tone, asked, "What are they discussing?"

The staff looked at Camille and replied in a hushed tone, "Mr.

Armstrong and Mrs. Armstrong came over to demand an explanation.”

"Is Grandpa here?"

"Yes, they insisted on seeing the old Simpson, even though he was

resting. Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong wanted to stop them, but, despite the

soundproofing in the room, the old Simpson could hear the commotion

before falling asleep, so..."

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and, still holding Camille's hand,

walked towards the house.

As soon as they entered, they heard Brody's questioning voice in the

hall, "Mr. Simpson, we have always held you in high regard. You've

been a good friend to my father for many years. Although the

Armstrong family may not be as prosperous as the Simpson family,

we've never used the Simpson family's name for personal gain. We

didn't want to cause any discomfort to Camille and Ayan's relationship.

Now that they are divorced, we don't owe anything to the Simpson

family. We don't intend to demand anything from you. We just want to

implore you. Since they no longer have any relationship, let Ayan let

Camille go. Camille is divorced and has a child. We've finally found a

good family for her, but Ayan has disrupted everything. Isn't this a bit

too much?"

Brody's words came out in a long, questioning stream, every word

dripping with inquiry. To the casual observer, it seemed like a loving

father seeking an explanation for the sake of his beloved daughter.

As if Ayan were an abusive man or had a bad character, and that's why

he was approaching the man's family to protect his beloved daughter

from such a man.

Even Camille felt that way, but when she looked at the man beside her,

she couldn't help but suppress a self-mocking smile. She said lightly to

Ayan, "What kind of monster are you? Why can't they stand us being

together like this?"

Isn't divorce a matter for two people? Isn't a relationship a matter for

two people? Although marriage involves two families, they have their

independent thoughts and decisions. Why were they acting this way?

They had never treated her like this in the past. Did they suddenly see

her as having some value to exploit, which was why they were showing

concern like protective parents?

Camille chuckled with self-deprecation, and Brody's words had caused

a hushed silence in the hall. The atmosphere became unusually quiet,

and one could almost hear the participants’ breath.

And it wasn't an exaggeration.

So, when Camille and Ayan's footsteps were heard, everyone in the

hall noticed. Talia was the first to look over, and upon seeing the

couple, she immediately got up, saying, "Cami, Ayan is back."

Talia came forward, gave Ayan a subtle look, then glanced at Cami. Her

expression was gentle, devoid of any displeasure or emotion, and filled

with the usual warmth.

Camille pursed her lips and also looked at Talia. She opened her mouth

and greeted her in a low voice. When she looked at the old Simpson

and Fletcher, she greeted them as she usually did. But when it came to

Brody and Page, there was complete silence.

Camille's differential treatment made Brody and Page's faces naturally

ugly.

Brody even furrowed his brows, his voice laced with sternness as he

said, "Didn't you see your mother and me?"

Camille let go of Ayan's hand, walked past Talia to where Brody and

Page were seated. She looked at them coldly and asked, "I saw you

and heard what you said. So, why are you coming to the Simpson's

mansion? Why didn't you ask me first?"

Camille's question made Brody's expression even darker. Anger and

resentment swirled in his eyes because, in front of the Simpson family,

if Camille didn't save face for them, it would be utterly embarrassing.

Brody maintained a stern and displeased expression, and Page quickly

stood up. She approached Camille and grabbed her arm, her grip far

from gentle. Page lowered her voice and warned, "We're family. You

need to watch your words."

Camille took a step back and echoed her words, "We're family, so I

have to watch my words?"

Both Brody and Page wore grim expressions. They turned their gaze

towards Camille. Brody's voice was composed as he said, "Camille, if

you think we're intruding by coming to the Simpson mansion, you can

leave with us right now. If it weren't for our inability to find you, we

wouldn't have come here to disturb the old Simpson."

The tension in the room was palpable, and Camille, Page, and Brody

were caught in a heated exchange.

These words placed all the blame on Camille, making her break into a

faint smile. Camille inquired, "Are you here to hold me accountable for

what I said in today's live broadcast?"

"Camille!" Brody and Page both yelled simultaneously. The intensity in

their gaze and their demeanor indicated that if they weren't at the

Simpson family's home, they might have swallowed Camille whole.

Camille appeared accustomed to this reaction, so she didn't overreact.

Ayan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. His voice was cold

and deep as he said, "This is the Simpson family. Outsiders have no

right to create a scene. If you have something to say, say it quickly, and

if you haven't finished talking, finish it this morning. But don't make a

ruckus in the Simpson family's presence."