Chapter 1225: Forget

Chapter 1225: Forget

After chatting with Talia for a while, Timmy started insisting on taking a

bath and wanted Talia to accompany him. So they ended the video call.

Camille hadn't even had a chance to put away her phone when her

eyes were already on Ayan. She asked, "Did you buy the handbags for

Mom?"

After all, Camille hadn't bought them herself, but she would often

prepare surprises for Talia. Although they were indeed expensive, Talia

could afford them as well; it just required some time to obtain them.

However, Camille couldn't get her hands on the two handbags Talia

had just mentioned, but Ayan could.

Ayan didn't deny it. He honestly said, "I know you appreciate Mom

taking care of Timmy. I am Timmy's mother and your husband, so what

I do is what you do. Instead of saying I bought them for Mom, it should

be 'we' bought them for Mom, right?"

Camille listened to his words and couldn't help but feel touched.

Although he put it that way, Camille was still grateful. Her gaze towards

Ayan became even more tender, and she said, "Ayan, it's so wonderful

having you."

"Are you moved again?"

"Yes, very moved. Although I already have a great relationship with

Mom, because of you, we've become even closer. You really deserve

credit for that.”

"If that's the case, should you reward me with something?"

"What kind of reward do you want?"

Ayan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Do you really want me

to say it myself? Even if I say it, you might not give it to me right now,

although you'll eventually give it. Are you sure you want me to say it?

Aren't you afraid I'll ask for something extravagant?"

Camille smiled, pursing her lips. She said, “I know you're considerate,

so of course you won't want to trouble me, right? So whatever you

suggest, I'm willing to accept it. Go ahead.”

"You're deliberately setting a trap for me, aren't you?" Ayan held her

hand and couldn't help but stop walking. He turned to face Camille,

looking into her eyes.

Camille's eyes curved into a smile, and her appearance reminded Ayan

of something. His gaze visibly darkened slightly, a change that couldn't

be ignored.

Camille lightly pursed her lips and tilted her head, asking, "What's

wrong?"

Ayan's voice became husky, and he asked, "Cami, am I more important

to you than other men?"

Camille furrowed her brows slightly, a bit unsure of what he meant by

asking that question.

Camille asked, "Why are you asking like this?"

"Answer me, hmm?"

"What do you want me to answer? Do you think there's someone else

in my heart? Are you jealous now?" Camille asked, but as she

continued, she couldn't help but laugh. She said, "Why would you think

that way?"

However, Ayan's expression remained unchanged, and the intensity in

his eyes remained serious. They stood there, motionless, for about half

a minute, causing Camille to feel that this question was important to

him and not just a casual inquiry.

Camille's smile quickly turned serious, and she stared at Ayan, saying,

"Of course, you are more important than anyone else."

“Is that so? More important than your previous boyfriend?" He followed

Camille's words and asked, then without waiting for her to answer, he

sarcastically added, "He saw you in your youth and witnessed your

earliest days. The bond between you must be different!"

It was a confident statement.

This left Camille unsure of how to respond. She mustered a smile and

said, "Are you jealous?"

Ayan couldn't find it in himself to smile, his face still showing signs of

unhappiness, and his words continued to carry a sour tone. He said,

“You always avoid mentioning him. Is it because he holds a different

meaning to you?"

Camille furrowed her brows slightly and calmly replied, “That's all in the

past. It doesn't hold any special meaning. I simply thought it was better

not to bring it up. Besides, it's all in the past.”

Camille sometimes hesitated about whether to tell him the truth directly.

But every time the words were on the tip of her tongue, she felt it might

not be appropriate. After all, she didn't want to dwell on the past. Loving

someone is beautiful but also agonizing, especially when it's

unrequited.

In fact, she had never imagined that she would have such a good

relationship with Ayan. Previously, she simply wanted to marry him,

thinking that after liking him for so many years, she should give herself

a chance. Later, when she found out that he didn't have feelings for her,

Camille thought it would be nice to have a long-lasting relationship. But

she never expected things to turn out the way they did.

Their current relationship was something Camille considered a blessing

from above, so she cherished it deeply.

After her words, Ayan's expression still seemed unchanged. Was he

truly bothered by her so-called ex-boyfriend?

With these thoughts, Camille continued, "It's all in the past. Haven't you

also had relationships before? So why do you still care about it?"

Ayan squinted his eyes, and her words didn't seem to ease his mood.

His deep gaze fixated on her eyes, the intensity in them thickening. He

spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Because possessiveness is a trait of

men. We can't tolerate the presence of someone else in the heart of

the person we love."

"But there is no one else in my heart, only you."

"If he appeared in front of you, wouldn't you feel any ripples in your

heart?"

Camille pursed her lips, finding it quite amusing. After all, that person

was right in front of her, it was him, it had always been him. How could

there be anyone else?

Camille didn't immediately respond to Ayan's words, which made him

think that there must be some ripples in Camille's heart. Perhaps she

would waver if the other person tried to please her and change her

mind.

Ayan's gaze instantly became serious, and he held Camille's chin,

speaking in a very stern voice, "Camille, let me tell you, even though

our relationship is currently in a state of separation, we have a child

together. Your connection with Grandfather, Mom and Dad, and the

entire Simpson family runs deep. If they found out that you were getting

upset over an ex-boyfriend you haven't seen in years and even have

conflicts with, their hearts would break. Can you bear to hurt and upset

them?"

Listen, can Mr. Simpson say such words?

Camille pursed her lips. If it weren't for the fact that she knew Ayan had

this side to him in private, she would probably think he had been

possessed by someone else.

Seeing Camille not speaking, not even reacting in the slightest, Ayan

felt a sense of frustration. His face showed a hint of hurt, and he said,

"Can't even this move you?"

"Enough, you don't need to serve me tea anymore.” Camille raised her

hand and removed Ayan's hand from her, then said softly, “You should

forget it and move on."

Ayan was taken aback, "What should I forget?"

“I mean, I only have you now. You shouldn't be upset.” Camille said

calmly.

However, Ayan didn't become happier, and this matter became a thorn

in his heart, constantly bothering him.

Although he didn't continue speaking about it with Camille, it remained

in his mind.

The atmosphere between them became somewhat quiet. Ayan still held

Camille's hand but didn't say another word. This quiet atmosphere

made Camille sense that something was off.

Camille silently watched his profile as she walked beside him, unable to

discern many emotions from his face. He only slightly squinted his

eyes, which led her to speculate and ponder.

Camille pursed her lips, gathering her courage to ask, "Ayan, are you

upset?"

Ayan lowered his eyes, his voice becoming low and hoarse as he said,

“I'm not upset.”

“Then why aren't you speaking?"

"What else is there to say? Do you want me to cry or something?" Ayan

looked at her with lowered eyes, his expression somewhat aggrieved.

His current demeanor left Camille unsure of what to say.

Coincidentally, Ayan's phone rang, interrupting the atmosphere.

It was Kian calling.

Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, Elijah has requested to see you again, and

our people have found Sean too. Do you think you should let the father

and son meet?"