Chapter 185 Sitting on the fence

Preston was silent.

He knew exactly what Camille meant, and he couldn't guarantee

outright that there wouldn't be a next time, because after all, Molly's

situation was unique.

The atmosphere was also briefly quiet.

Half a minute later, Preston spoke low and mute: "Cami, I understand

what you mean, but you know me and the Walker family best, Molly is

not only my sister, she is also the daughter of the Walker family, so I

...... Just think of it as a favor to you, just this once, okay?"

Camille's brow furrowed and her expression darkened.

What did Preston say, and what did she not know?

But she is not a saintly mother and will not feel pity and compassion for

those who hurt her, but Preston has helped her a lot over the years, so

she is conflicted.

Preston didn't say much, just hoped Camille could think about it, he

was probably at the police station and could faintly hear Molly's cries.

After ending the call, Camille sighed silently, then put the phone down

and looked at Ayan.

Ayan also finished talking to Kian on the phone, and when they looked

at each other, he asked warmly, "Do you want to talk to me?"

Camille pursed her lips: "Didn't you already guess that?"

"Huh." He stared at her with an indifferent expression, "For Preston,

you don't even care about your own safety or the baby?"

"I didn't think of it that way."

“You're not going to intercede for Molly on behalf of Preston?"

The man's deep eyes faintly Ni Camille .

She gave a pause, then said, "I'm not trying to plead for her, I'm not

that kind.” She gritted her teeth, as if she was deliberating each word:

"But Molly didn't know I was pregnant beforehand, so she can't be

blamed for all of it.

Ayan kept silent and didn't mean to say anything, but looked at Camille

with a little too much coldness.

Her muffled voice hesitated for a few seconds before she spoke, very

low and slow: "Ayan, so can you let her go after teaching her a

lesson?"

Ayan hooked his lips and sneered.

He carried a reserved coolness in the corners of his eyes: "So now

you're going to beg for mercy for someone who hit you with a car?"

"Not really a request, I just think I'm fine now, and with Molly's

relationship with Preston, I ........" She said a little hard, in fact, more or

more afraid that Ayan will mind the reason for Preston, she pursed her

lips, continued, “You do not worry, I will certainly not let myself suffer,

just this time next time, okay?"

He stared at her lightly, "What if I don't say yes?"

She hadn't thought about it.

Because she thinks she can convince Ayan.

In fact, Ayan is doing this for her, so she will not have any

unpleasantness with Ayan on this matter.

If Ayan insists on not agreeing, then she seems to have no other choice

but to tell Preston the truth.

Camille pursed her lips for a brief moment of silence before saying

faintly, “I thought you would say yes, so will you?"

She cocked her head and looked at him.

Ayan narrowed his eyes, his handsome face flushed with a deep,

inscrutable depth, then spoke: “I can make you promise, but if she

dares to do it again, no matter who she is, she won't have any more

chances."

"Hmm."

Camille nodded dutifully.

Ayan added, "You have to promise me one more thing."

"What's the request?"

“You want me to let Molly go, but you have to keep your distance from

Preston.” Ayan wore a black shirt and meticulous suit pants, he was

noble and handsome, his thin lips curved in a cool curve: "After what

happened today, don't you still feel that he is a man with a deep heart?"

Camille drops her eyes and doesn't say anything.

He reached straight up and hooked her chin, forcing her eyes to look at

him as he said faintly, “Camille , I'm not just talking to you, I'm telling

you that Preston is not the simple man you see on the surface, he's not

simple-minded, hmm?"

Today, Preston's behavior toward Molly is stuck in Camille's heart like a

thorn in her side.

She did not think that Ayan was deliberately smearing Preston, nor did

she think that Ayan was deliberately misleading her because she did

not want her to have frequent dealings with Preston, and because she

had thought about this carefully, she could not find a reason to

convince herself not to think about what Preston's mind was really like.

She didn't answer right away, Ayan's eyes deepened and his voice got

lower and lower: "Camille, answer me, do you want to say yes?"

"Hmm."

Camille gave a low mumble, knowing in the back of her mind that

whatever the reason, it was only right that they should keep their

distance.

In fact, she has been doing the same thing since she got married to

Ayan, and she will not break any rules of this marriage.

What's more, Molly is now coming to Hance City as well, distancing

herself from Preston.

Molly was only released the next afternoon.

Her whole body was hysterical, and Preston took her to the car and

drove her straight back to Preston's apartment.

Neither of them said anything on the way, and when they got back to

the apartment, Preston took the initiative and said, "Go take a shower

while I make dinner.”

Molly looked at his cold as water attitude, her mood was hard, and her

aggravation from spending the night at the police station instantly

exploded.

"Brother, do you hate me a lot? Do you not want to see me at all? If you

don't want to talk to me, why did you agree to let me come to Hance

City with you, when you could have refused to tell Mom and Dad that

I'm not allowed to follow you?"

Molly's emotions are getting excited again because of her health, and

Preston is holding back his inner emotions.

He wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at Molly lightly: “Molly, I do not do

not want to see you, if I did not want to see you I would not go to

intercede to ask Camille not to hold you responsible, otherwise you

think you can come out here now to stand and lose your temper with

me? So you still think I don't want to see you?"

Molly was silent.

The heart also began to move.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Brother I'm sorry, it's all my fault,

but I didn't want that, but I just hate Camille so much , I don't want to

see you with her, I ....."

"Well, go take a shower and eat first, you need to get a good night's

sleep now, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow, huh?"

Molly's eyes were red and her heart was troubled, and she didn't know

where that troubledness came from.

She showered and started eating, then drank the milk Preston handed

her, and before long she was sleepy.

Preston sent her to her room to sleep, and she grabbed Preston's hand

and whispered, "Brother, will you promise me that you will never leave

me?"

Preston sunken his face without meaning to answer and waited for her

to close her eyes completely and fall asleep before he withdrew his

hand and got up to walk out of the room.

Preston stood on the balcony smoking as he held his phone and made

a call, "Tomorrow morning at the company downstairs cafe Kate face.”

The woman there was a little surprised: "Did something happen?"

He said lightly, "Camille is pregnant, are you really going to sit around

and let Ayan die?"

"Of course I don't want to, but what can I do if you won't do it to

Camille? What does it matter if we sacrifice Camille for our goals? Or is

she more important to you?"

The woman's voice was tentative and obviously arousing to him.