Chapter 963: Loss

Chapter 963: Loss

“I haven't been ignoring you. If I were, I wouldn't be answering this call

right now. Don't overthink it. I'm just a bit tired. Let's talk when you're

back,” Camille said.

Camille clearly didn't want to continue the conversation. From her

words, it was evident that her emotions were directed towards Ayan. If

it were any other matter, she would have been more straightforward.

But when it came to something related to Ayan, she couldn't ignore it.

Ayan asked, "Are you genuinely tired, or do you just not want to talk to

me? What happened that caused such a significant change overnight?"

Camille didn't immediately respond to his inquiry. Instead, she

remained silent for about ten seconds before speaking softly, "What do

you think it is?"

Her response was a question in return, and it only made Ayan more

convinced that something was amiss. He couldn't have expected

anything else.

“I don't know. Can you tell me?" Ayan asked.

"Ayan, have you ever lied to me?" Camille didn't beat around the bush;

instead, she suddenly posed this question. It caught Ayan off guard,

and his expression froze. Before he could respond, Camille continued,

"If you find it difficult to answer or haven't figured out how to, let's

discuss it when you return.”

Ayan paused, and his expression grew even graver. He replied in a

hoarse voice, "There's nothing to hide. I've told you that you can ask

me anything. Don't believe what others say.”

“I haven't believed anyone else. I only believe in my own eyes and

ears,” Camille said with a touch of coldness. "As for the rest, we'll talk

about it when you're ready. When you return.”

Camille believed that it might be better to discuss these matters face-

to-face because some things could only be clarified in person.

Camille's attitude was crystal clear, and Ayan didn't want to end it there.

He asked tentatively, "So, what's the matter? Can't we discuss it

openly?"

"I already asked you, didn't I? You didn't answer," Camille responded.

"What do you mean by “have I ever lied to you'? What exactly are you

asking?" Ayan furrowed his brows, looking somewhat burdened.

Camille explained, "It means exactly what it sounds like. If you don't

understand, forget it."

"Cami, can't we have a proper conversation?" Ayan asked.

"How do you expect me to have a proper conversation with you? Ayan,

I've said it countless times-1 don't want to be deceived, I don't want to

be kept in the dark. I despise being deceived. Do you think I'm just

saying these things, or do you think I mean them?" Camille's emotions

were getting heated, as she truly loathed the feeling of being deceived.

Being deceived, especially by someone close, made her extremely

uncomfortable. It felt like something was squeezing her heart tightly,

causing her to struggle to breathe.

Camille took a silent, deep breath, and her expression turned unusually

cold. She held her breath, waiting for Ayan's response.

At this point, she had made her stance crystal clear, and Ayan couldn't

hold onto any hope.

He spoke softly, “I can explain.”

"So, is it true?" Camille's tone was filled with questioning, and her

beautiful face was shrouded in an icy demeanor. Her eyes gleamed

with a piercing coldness as she said, "Do you think I'm just a game to

you?"

Ayan immediately denied, "It's not like that. I never had such intentions.

I... " His voice carried an unusual sense of panic and nervousness, and

his words came out hoarse, "I just didn't want to truly lose you, so I had

no choice but to do this."

"But have you ever thought that this isn't what I want? What you did

isn't about fearing the loss of me; it's about satisfying your own selfish

desires. You never considered my feelings. You simply wanted to keep

me within the confines of your plans because you didn't want them

disrupted by anyone else. This is pure selfishness on your part.”

Every word from Camille was filled with indifference, and no one could

fathom her emotions after hearing those words. Even though she didn't

believe him, she couldn't find a reason not to believe. There wasn't

even a suitable excuse he could use to justify his actions.

Ayan clenched his lips tightly, his face veiled in seriousness. His voice

lowered, "I never thought that way. I just..."

Ayan was now at a loss for words because he realized that no matter

what he said, Camille might not believe him, and he felt like he was

constantly defending himself.

Camille's distrust had taken root in her heart, and even though she

loved him, it was generating emotions that were difficult to control.

He whispered, "Can we talk about this when I get back? Can we

discuss this properly? I'll rush back right now. Please don't be angry,

and don't leave without telling me. Let me come back, and we can have

a real conversation. Is that okay?"

Ayan earnestly requested, his hand reaching up to pinch the bridge of

his nose, his face weighed down by heaviness.

Camille frowned as well and replied softly, "It's late, and it's not safe.

Besides, it's not just a short walk away. There's no rush for now. Finish

your work and come back later. I won't leave. I hope you can give me

an explanation about this matter."

"Alright," he replied.

The call ended there, without the usual reluctance, and not even a

goodbye.

After hanging up, both of them sat in silence, motionless. Camille gently

held her phone, her gaze shifting to the pitch-black night outside the

window. Her emotions were indescribable in words.

She took a deep breath and, although she lay back on her bed, she

didn't sleep the entire night. She merely closed her eyes and tried to

relax.

On the other end, Ayan was experiencing the same restlessness. Since

his call with Camille, he had been sitting on the sofa, smoking one

cigarette after another. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that

he called Kian, instructing him to leave for the downtown airport.

They had already booked the earliest flight, but since it wasn't a direct

flight, they needed to depart for the neighboring city to catch a flight

back to Hance.

Ayan stepped into the car with a lingering scent of smoke, his eyes

showing clear signs of fatigue. He was pale and unshaven, giving him a

worn-out appearance. It was evident that he hadn't slept a wink.

Kian was surprised by his condition and asked in a hushed tone, "Mr.

Simpson, did you not sleep well?"

Ayan didn't reply, but his expression remained somber. He said, "What

we've been trying to prevent has already happened.”

Kian was slow to grasp the situation, but seeing Ayan's reaction and

combining it with his words, he finally understood.

"Does Preston know about it?" Kian asked.

“It's unlikely. Our people have been monitoring Preston, and there

haven't been any significant developments. If Cora wanted to talk to

him on the phone, she wouldn't have waited until now. It's clear that she

intends to meet him in person,” Ayan analyzed calmly, his deep eyes

filled with gravity.

The situation had now reached a point where he could no longer

control it. Ayan could prevent anyone else from intervening, but he

couldn't stop Camille.

After finishing his explanation, Ayan fell silent. He closed his eyes and

leaned back in his seat. Kian didn't disturb him and allowed him to rest.

In Hance City, Franklin Bay.

Camille didn't go to work today. She called Yessica in the morning and

told her she needed a day off.

With her emotions in turmoil and unresolved issues on her mind, she

didn't feel like doing anything. However, Timmy still had to go to

daycare as usual.

Camille didn't accompany the nanny to drop off Timmy at daycare.

Instead, she instructed the nanny, "After Timmy finishes his morning

classes, take him back to the Simpson's mansion. There are many new

cars and toys there that he hasn't played with much. He's growing up,

and he might lose interest in them soon. I've already informed the chef

at the Simpson's mansion. You can stay overnight there with Timmy."

Facing Camille's arrangements, the nanny didn't ask further questions

and simply nodded. She even joked, "Are you planning to have some

alone time with Ayan?"