Chapter 1042: Princess'S Husband

Chapter 1042: Princess's Husband

The old Simpson's tone was exceptionally serious, and his face twisted

into a stern expression, clearly revealing his anger and disapproval

towards Ayan.

Perhaps it had been a while since the old Simpson had been this angry,

and for a moment, Ayan and Camille were both taken aback.

Camille, in particular, was seeing the old Simpson angry for the first

time. While he would usually be serious with Ayan, it was rarely to this

extent.

The old Simpson fixed his gaze on Ayan and said, "Rumors are a

double-edged sword, killing subtly. Do you think your position is secure

enough? Do you believe the Simpson Group is stable enough? But

have you ever considered that we live in the internet era? Haven't you

seen the cases of online harassment? It's like a hornet's nest,

swarming with countless bees. Even if you are powerful and capable,

you won't be able to handle the onslaught of these bees.”

Ayan's expression remained composed, but not out of displeasure

towards the old Simpson. Instead, it was because of the implications

behind the old Simpson's words.

His thin lips tightened, and his expression grew somewhat distant as he

replied, "You're right. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have tried to be so

tough and confrontational.”

The old Simpson's complexion slightly eased, but he still didn't look

particularly pleased. His voice remained deep as he continued, "Let's

put an end to this matter. Don't push any further. You need to

understand, when you push someone into a corner, they can do

anything. Now, you're not alone. You have a child, Cami, and the entire

Simpson family. You need to think twice before you act. It's not about

fearing or being afraid of the other side; it's about creating a protective

barrier for the ones you need to shield.”

The old Simpson clearly had doubts about Ayan, even though he

recognized his grandson's capabilities and trusted him more than the

other rich kids in their circle. Those rich kids only knew how to spend

money, or to put it less nicely, they were just squanderers.

However, Ayan had been working for the Simpson Group since college,

and once he graduated, the entire group was gradually handed over to

him. At that time, even Fletcher had been somewhat concerned about

the old Simpson's decision, thinking that Ayan was too young and

lacked the necessary experience. But the old Simpson completely

trusted Ayan, giving him full control.

Now, Ayan had become what he was today, and this process hadn't

been as easy and smooth as it seemed to outsiders. Ayan had

encountered many challenges along the way, but he had faced them

alone. While his peers were enjoying their youth and having fun, he

was sitting in the office dealing with paperwork.

This different treatment had shaped the Ayan of today but had also

taken away a lot of his freedom.

The old Simpson thought of all this, and the chill in his expression

softened a bit. Ayan, however, was unaware of the old Simpson's

thoughts. He simply nodded after the old Simpson's words and said, "I

understand.”

The old Simpson then asked, "Do you think my advice makes sense?"

Ayan responded, "Of course, it makes sense. I just wanted to resolve

this matter quickly and ensure that those who harmed Camille and the

interests of the Simpson family face the consequences they deserve.

But I neglected the issue you pointed out."

Even though he didn't believe he had done anything wrong, this matter

concerned Camille and the entire Simpson family, so he couldn't be

comfortable about it.

Seeing his positive attitude, the old Simpson didn't say much more. He

only said, "Alright, I'm tired too. Take Cami home."

After bidding farewell to the old Simpson, both of them left the room.

Camille took the initiative to hold Ayan's hand, lightly pursing her lips as

she asked in a soft voice, "Are you okay?"

He gazed at her and responded, "Not really, what should we do?

You've seen it too; Grandfather treats me like he picked me up from

somewhere. Do you think you're the real daughter, and I'm just the one

raised and groomed to be your husband?"

He was serious as he spoke, and his voice was particularly magnetic,

making Camille's cheeks flush instantly. She furrowed her brows

slightly, her voice low and husky as she replied, "What are you talking

about!"

Ayan chuckled, his voice growing even deeper. He said, "Is the

princess feeling shy?"

“I am not," Camille replied. Only after replying did she realize how he

kept calling her a princess and her a husband. This man was crazy.

Camille didn't want to continue this topic. Anyway, every time, she

couldn't argue with him, so she quickly changed the subject and said,

“Let's go check on Timmy."

Ayan raised his hand to check the time on his wrist and then asked, "At

this hour, he's probably going to sleep. We haven't had dinner. Should

we have something casual here at the Simpson's mansion or head

back to eat?"

Because they had rushed over, neither of them had eaten, and now,

although it wasn't very late, they hadn't had dinner. However, after what

they had just gone through, Camille had lost her appetite.

She said, "Let's go back and eat."

Dinner was prepared before they left, and the dishes were still warm.

Worried that Timmy might already be asleep, Camille and Ayan didn't

want to disturb him. They simply greeted Fletcher, who was waiting in

the living room, and then left the Simpson's mansion.

After their round trip, they returned to Franklin Bay again, and it was

almost 10 o'clock.

Having dinner at this time meant Camille wasn't going to eat much. She

had already put down her chopsticks and was watching Ayan eat.

Occasionally, she even tried to feed him some vegetables. After a few

times, Ayan raised his eyes, met her playful gaze, and asked, "Why

aren't you eating?"

“I'm full.”

“You're full after just a few bites?"

“Yeah, it's late, and I'm too afraid to eat. I want to lose weight. Since

Timmy was born, I feel like I've gained some weight." Camille couldn't

help but complain. Although everyone told her she hadn't gained

weight, even Sienna said there was no difference from before, she felt

a bit anxious about her looks. She believed she'd gained a few extra

pounds.

So, she was now starting to control her diet. Even during the day, she

intentionally ate less.

Ayan narrowed his eyes, his expression somewhat cold, and his voice

also became displeased as he said, "Who said you're fat?"

"I said it."

“You're quite skinny now, and your face has no flesh." He set down his

bowl and chopsticks and picked up his phone, then found a video and

handed it to Camille. He said in a deliberately slow tone, "Look at her.

Due to deliberate dieting, she can't eat even if she wants to. She's

become extremely thin. So thin that she looks like a skeleton. Is that

attractive?”

The video Ayan showed Camille was posted by Derek in their men's

group chat a few days ago. It featured a girl who had gone on an

extreme diet, which had led to her becoming so thin that she was

barely recognizable. Even her own mother probably couldn't identify

her.

In fact, Ayan hadn't watched the video and didn't know how thin she

had become. He had just glanced at their conversation, so when

Camille mentioned wanting to eat less, it reminded him of this video. He

immediately found it and showed it to her. At the moment when Camille

saw it, she was also quite shocked. This was a bit scary.

But sometimes, to dispel Camille's desire to eat less, a little shock was

necessary.

Camille didn't finish watching the video. She immediately turned off her

phone and handed it back to Ayan. Then, she picked up her chopsticks

and continued eating.

Ayan looked at her and couldn't help but smile as he asked, "Not

hungry anymore?"

“You said I'm not fat, right?"

“If you're not fat, why eat less?"

With Ayan's "advice," Camille ate half a bowl of rice, some soup, and

then felt much better. She hadn't had much appetite earlier, but now

she felt reenergized. She was no longer sluggish and had a good

appetite.

After dinner, Ayan took Camille for a walk. Although it was late, taking a

stroll outside was still quite pleasant. However, simply walking around

seemed a bit boring, so Camille came up with a mischievous idea.