Chapter 1194: Worried

Chapter 1194: Worried

Camille asked softly, her tone filled with anxiety, even successfully

portraying a feeling of desperation, as if she had no choice but to try

anything in her desperation.

After hearing Camille's words, Preston was momentarily stunned, then

he said, “I'm not very familiar with Eileen, and even if I contact her, it

might not be helpful.”

"Preston, I have no other options now. Besides reaching out to you, I

don't think I have any other way. I don't know what to do anymore."

Camille lowered her voice, showing a genuine concern and urgency

about not being able to find her husband.

Her reaction successfully made Preston believe her, and he was

probably anxious to confirm the situation. Thus, he reluctantly agreed to

help contact Eileen, but he couldn't guarantee whether they would

actually get in touch.

After thanking Preston, Camille ended the call.

Preston probably intended to call Eileen directly, or maybe he wouldn't

call at all and would contact Camille after a while. He had no other

options, or perhaps he would tell Camille that Eileen was currently with

Ayan. At this late hour, being alone together could lead to certain

activities, and as adults, they understood it without needing to be

explicitly stated.

Although Camille knew that everything was somehow related to

Preston, when the moment arrived, she still felt helpless.

Faced with Preston's words, she didn't have a clear response. She

simply expressed her emotions as extremely low-spirited.

On the other end of the phone, Preston continued to console her,

saying, "Cami, I'm a man, I understand men. If he hasn't contacted you

at this hour, have you considered that he might have left the restaurant

already? There are hardly any people there at this time. Do you really

believe he wouldn't do anything to betray you?"

Camille remained silent, just subconsciously looking at Ayan. She

stared at the man in front of her, pursing her lips and smiling faintly. “I

don't know. I'll have to ask him to know the answer to that question.”

"Cami!! Are you still thinking about him all the time? Can't you think

about yourself for once?" Preston's voice was filled with anger. He said,

"At this point, why can't you think about yourself? If Ayan truly has you

in his heart, why would he go on a date with Eileen? Camille, wake up.

I'm not saying this to manipulate you or to sabotage your relationship. I

just don't want to see my best friend fall into this again and again!"

Preston's tone was filled with emotion, and every word he spoke was

for Camille's sake.

He took a deep breath, seeming like he wanted to say more, but

Camille interrupted him, speaking with a bitter smile and indifference,

"Preston, at this point, do you still want to rub salt in my wounds?"

Camille's interruption silenced Preston, and she continued in a timely

manner, "Preston, let's leave it at that. I don't want to say anything right

now. I'm tired, and I want to go home and rest."

Without waiting for Preston to respond, she ended the call first.

Ayan took her phone from her and threw it onto the corner of the couch.

His expression was cold and indifferent as he said, "Preston really

cares about you, huh?"

He gritted his teeth, full of displeasure and disdain for Preston.

Camille looked at him in amusement and said, "Mr. Simpson, maybe he

pities a woman who has been deceived by a man!"

Camille sighed and her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness.

Ayan cupped her face and scoffed, "He's just a bitch.”

"Wow, you actually know about bitch?" Camille was a bit surprised and

asked further, "Why do you say he's a bitch?"

“It's clearly an attempt to sow discord in our relationship, yet he

hypocritically disguises it as concern for you. Isn't this person

disgusting?" His eyes were filled with coldness, all directed at Preston.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to confront him directly at the

moment, Preston would definitely know how it feels to be proven

wrong.

Camille couldn't help but find his current state amusing and said, "Are

you angry now? But it was you who asked me to answer the call, and it

was you who wanted me to say that just now. So who are you angry

with?"

“I'm angry with myself," he replied harshly.

Camille took the initiative to bury herself in his arms and smiled softly,

saying, "Alright, don't be angry anymore. After this is over, I won't

contact him anymore."

Their contact with Preston had already been minimal, and if it weren't

for the incident online, she wouldn't have reached out to him. After

everything was resolved, she felt it was time to completely cut ties.

Camille's words made Ayan happy as well. He didn't want to pressure

her, he was just afraid that she would feel uncomfortable. Since she

was the one who brought it up and wanted to make it clear, he was

naturally happy, and there was a selfish desire within him to make

Preston know right away.

Hmph.

Ayan thought silently in his heart, but said, "I'll do as you say, I won't be

angry."

That's the right thing to say.

After finishing the call with Preston, Camille and Ayan left together.

Ayan's car had to stay there for now, so they drove Camille's car back

to Franklin Bay.

Camille was actually a little worried and asked, "What if Preston finds

out?"

Ayan replied, "He's feeling so triumphant right now, how could he

possibly care about these insignificant things?"

Camille nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

It was already past 10 p. m. when Camille and Ayan returned to

Franklin Bay. Sienna had been keeping an eye on her, so as soon as

Camille arrived home, Sienna called. Because Preston had come to

see her in the afternoon, Sienna was worried. Camille didn't go into

detail about tonight's events, planning to discuss it later when things

settled down. She just reassured Sienna that everything was fine and

mentioned that she came back with Ayan. Sienna understood that and

didn't ask further.

Camille and Ayan returned to Franklin Bay. After a busy night, they

were both a bit tired. Camille went to freshen up while Ayan waited for a

call back from Kian.

The police station at this moment was not quiet just because it was

nighttime; on the contrary, it was bustling. Eileen was completely

uncooperative and filled with anger.

She looked at the female officer taking her statement with a hostile

gaze and said, "Have you all been bribed by Ayan? Do you all want to

be his women? What has he given you? What right do you have to

arrest me based solely on his words? I refuse to accept this! I will sue

you all!"

Eileen's excitement was evident, and her eyes were filled with deep

hatred, as if she wanted to tear someone apart.

But this was a police station, and to the police, all her emotions were

perceived as a form of pretense. Therefore, the police simply ignored

her. However, if she continued to make baseless accusations, the

police might charge her with defamation of public officials, which would

come at a cost.

The police paid no attention to Eileen's words and continued to ask,

"Who instructed you to do this? What was your purpose? Was it for

money? Or did you have any other motives? We hope you can

cooperate and provide truthful answers about your actions. Only then

can your charges possibly be reduced, and the victim may consider

whether or not to drop the charges against you."

Eileen sneered and laughed, "How could he let me off? He will never

let me off. He's been waiting for this day for a long time, so how could

he possibly let me go now?"