Chapter 716 of 1567

Chapter 722 Lying

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,502 words~8 min read

Chapter 722 Lying

Camille slightly wrinkled eyebrows, to Preston's words is disapproving

cold, she does not want to explain too much rebuttal, because she is

really tired, now even more than one word feel unable to lift the

strength, the phone is still turned off, want to quickly into the house to

connect wireless, save Ayan can not find her will worry anxious.

So she responded indifferently to Preston, "If you think that's what will

convince you, then that's it, because no matter what I say or deny you

won't believe it, will you? You think I don't believe in you enough, but

what about you, Preston? And are you sincere enough for me?"

If it is sincere enough then many things she will not be concealed in the

drums, and even more so from the beginning of the wordless best

friend to now do not know how to get along with the familiar stranger.

This is Camille's own internal position of friendship with Preston,

because often, she is really quite confused.

She doesn't understand what kind of person Preston really is.

It's like being covered by a fog, sometimes the fog lifts as if he'll see

him clearly, but just when such a feeling arises it turns out that it's not

so, instead there's a sense of never seeing him clearly what kind of

person he really is.

She used to feel that she couldn't see through Ayan and felt that Ayan's

mind was too deep, but gradually she found that Ayan's mind was not

deep, but she didn't really go into it.

When she thinks of Ayan, she can't help but miss him. Preston says he

doesn't care about her, but that's not true, how could he not care?

But Camille didn't explain, because she didn't want or need to explain

to anyone but Ayan, as long as she understood clearly in her own mind

how good Ayan was to her that was enough.

Camille's rhetorical question was followed by a brief silence from

Preston for several seconds, and as he was about to respond, his cell

phone suddenly rang at that moment.

The call was from Molly.

Seeing the name displayed on the phone screen, his eyebrows slightly

wrinkled, the expression on his face followed by a cold sinking, he has

always given the impression of being a gentle person, so at the

moment the expression on his face overflowed, Camille will produce a

sense of illusion that he may not be a gentle person.

She also inadvertently scanned the name on the phone screen, and

when she saw that he had no intention of answering it, she said lightly,

"Answer it!"

Naturally, Preston didn't click to answer, but simply hung up.

But he just hung up and Molly called again, and so on for several times,

and finally Camille couldn't help but say, "If you don't answer, she'll

know you're here at Maple Leaves Mansion with a little checking, after

all, it's no secret that I live at Maple Leaves Mansion, and I don't want

her to have any misunderstanding. Any misunderstanding, also do not

want to call yourself any trouble and trouble, so Preston, do you want

her to misunderstand me?"

Camille said everything that needed to be said, and finally threw out a

problem for Preston.

It's all about learning from Ayan, who always expresses himself clearly

as well as his needs, and the end result comes back with a sentence,

you wish ..... You will ..... You want .....

Camille learned the finer points, so he answered when Molly called for

the last time.

His voice was warm and light: "What's wrong?"

I don't know what Molly said, only to hear Molly's voice seemed a little

agitated, so that Preston's brow also instantly frowned, seeing that all

his thoughts were on the phone with Molly, Camille also followed a step

back, while Preston did not react to open the door inside.

The sound of her closing the door was not too heavy, Preston heard it

and immediately swept his eyes sideways, his face was grim as he

stared at the closed door, and his deep eyes slid over a trace of

coldness, before this turned to the elevator.

On the other end of the phone, Molly also heard the sound of the door

closing, and she asked in confusion, "Where are you? Why did I just

hear the door close?"

Molly is very controlling and usually asks a clear question. Even if she

is not with Preston, she will contact Sean directly, and even though she

knows Sean is with Preston, she will try to ask people around her, even

if they are clients or partners.

She is constantly inquiring about Preston, fearing that Preston will fall in

love with another woman or rekindle his affection for Camille.

She still really wants to carry Preston around with her if she can.

Her words, Preston also did not answer positively, just said, “I'm a little

busy now, I'll come over to see you later, okay?"

Molly came to stay in the hotel for the past two days, except for two

meals with her, basically no time.

He was very busy, and this busyness made Molly feel unhappy.

Molly asked, "Where are you now? Why can't you tell me?"

Preston responded, "On this side of the residence."

"Yourself?"

"Otherwise? Sean went out to do some work, I'm not myself can still

hide someone else?" He stepped into the elevator and went

downstairs, his voice gentle, but the expression on his face was devoid

of any tenderness as he said, "I'm busy first? I'll see you when I'm

done, huh?"

Molly mumbled lowly and said nothing else.

After the two finished talking on the phone, Molly's people also walked

into the building where Preston lived and took the elevator directly

upstairs.

When she just spoke to Preston, he clearly didn't feel like he was in the

house. She heard the door close and then the elevator, so he was

either out of the house or not at all.

Molly took the elevator directly to the floor where Preston lived. The

rapid rise of the elevator made her heart tense, and her heart was in a

wild guessing reverie, where did he go?

In ten seconds or so, the elevator stopped and the doors opened.

Molly came out from inside, and she brushed past into the elevator

there was a girl, both of them coincidentally looked at each other,

because they were wearing masks, so it is not very clear what the other

looks like, can only see each other's eyes, but the girl's body has a very

special wood tone scent.

The elevator door closed quickly, so she did not look too closely, she

retracted her gaze around the circle before realizing that here is a

staircase of two, so the girl just lived in the opposite door of Preston?

Without thinking deeply, she went to the door and rang the bell

according to the door number Sean gave her, but there was no sign of

movement or opening of the door inside.

So Preston wasn't even home.

Why would he lie?

Where the hell did he go?

The more Molly thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She

dialed Sean's number directly and she asked him, "Do you know where

Preston went?"

"Miss Walker, I'm not sure, I'm out on an errand."

"Sean, since you chose to work with me, don't lie to me, tell me, where

is he?"

Sean was briefly silent before he said, “I really don't know, Mr. Walker

won't reveal his schedule, so I really don't know, but ... After all that

happened today, I think Mr. Walker will definitely go to see Camille, so

he should possibly go to Maple Leaves Mansion."

Molly directly extinguished the call, she slightly narrowed her eyes, the

bottom of the eyes are all cold hatred, the bottom of the heart is

overflowing layers of coldness.

Molly came out from where Preston was staying, and instead of going

to Maple Leaves Mansion to find Camille, she took a taxi back to the

hotel.

Just within five minutes of her leaving, Preston also drove his car

directly into the building's parking garage, unaware that Molly was

coming over, he was now filled with thoughts of Camille's attitude

towards him, and his whole being exuded a very cold aura.

He got down from the car, only just two steps, behind him was suddenly

a pair of white soft hands hugged, the woman's voice with a displeased

pout: "Where have you been? I waited for a long time!"

He did not react, but indifferently took his hand and pulled her directly

into his arms, not waiting for the woman to adapt, he suddenly lifted her

chin and kissed her heavily, almost fierce, his voice mixed with

questioning: "Why are you so unfair to me? The only way you will look

at me is if he disappears from this world?"

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