My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1453 Bullying

Chapter 1453 Bullying

Ayan's voice was slightly heavy, a weight that did not reveal any suspicion, and his words also made the old Simpson fall silent.

The atmosphere in the ward quieted down, and the old Simpson's face showed a lot of seriousness. After a moment, he asked in a low voice, "So does Camille know?"

"Of course not. If she knew, the situation wouldn't be like this right now. I don't know if I should let her know. If she does, would she accept it? If she doesn't know, this matter will always be like a time bomb between us. You know her; she doesn't like to be deceived, even if it's well-intentioned deception."

But would Camille accept everything if it were all discussed?

These questions were like a stone blocking their way, needing to be completely shattered for them to be honest. However, in the process of shattering it, there would be casualties. The reason Ayan hadn't mentioned it was to find a suitable explanation to minimize the damage.

He sighed silently, and his expression became increasingly heavy. He looked at the old Simpson, his mouth showing a hint of helpless smile, and said, "Grandfather, what should I do?"

The old Simpson had been concealing this matter, probably because he was worried that Camille would find out and kept silent even from him.

But now Ayan knew everything, even more clearly than the old Simpson. So, he had no need to hide it.

The two locked eyes, and the old Simpson looked a bit gloomy. After a brief silence and careful consideration, he finally said, "The Armstrong family is going through this kind of thing now, so let's not say anything for the time being. Let's make plans after the Armstrong family's situation passes."

The old Simpson believed that even if Camille didn't have deep feelings for the Armstrong family, in her heart, despite how her parents treated her and how they didn't cherish her enough, she still had a soft spot for them.

Camille was too kind. Many things she did, she wouldn't tell the other person, and only those who truly understood her would know what kind of person she was. If people didn't understand her, there would be nothing but misunderstandings.

Ayan smiled, implying the same thing. But after hesitating, he asked the old Simpson in a low voice, "Grandfather, there's more than just me who knows about this now. If Camille finds out, will you bear the responsibility with me? With you around, Camille won't be as angry. If I were to face it alone, she would probably leave home and not speak to me for half a year."

The old Simpson's face froze as he heard this. His eyes instinctively looked at Ayan, and he asked, "Is this your main purpose for coming today?"

Ayan neither denied nor admitted. He just looked at the old Simpson and said, "Grandfather, I have no choice. You don't want to see us drifting away, do you? Our current situation is good. After this busy period, we should prepare to take our wedding photos. Do you want to see Timmy's parents still separated after all this time?"

"Hmph!" The old Simpson snorted and looked displeased. But in the end, he didn't say anything more. He was just wearing a particularly dissatisfied look on his face, feeling very unhappy because he had been taken advantage of by Ayan.

But the old Simpson's reaction satisfied Ayan very much because his silence meant he had agreed.

Ayan's lips curled into a faint smile, his voice becoming very low and hoarse. He said, "Thank you, Grandfather."

This also served as a guarantee for when Camille would eventually find out. With the old Simpson around, Camille wouldn't solely blame him for everything, and this would reduce the friction between them.

After squeezing the old Simpson, Ayan naturally had to stay and play a few games of chess with him before leaving, or else if the old Simpson changed his mind, Ayan would have to bear all the responsibility alone.

After spending time with the old Simpson, it was past 9 p. m. when Ayan left the hospital.

Before leaving, the old Simpson said displeasedly, "If I weren't begged by something, you wouldn't have stayed until this late." NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

The old Simpson was right. Ayan was usually very busy and couldn't stay for long. Sometimes, he could only stay for an hour or two, and sometimes he would leave after just half an hour.

Today, he had arrived during the afternoon and stayed until after 9 p. m.

The old Simpson just liked to complain.

Ayan smiled and said, "Grandfather, as long as you ask me, I'll definitely abandon my work and come to accompany you. Would that make you satisfied?"

The old Simpson snorted, not willing to have anything to do with Ayan, and simply said, "Hurry back and spend time with Camille. You must be good to her, or I won't spare you. You can hide this matter, but if you deceive her about anything else, I won't spare you."

The old Simpson genuinely loved Camille, and anything related to her, he took seriously. He wouldn't allow anyone to bully her. His care for Camille was admirable, but it also made others envious. She hadn't received so much love in the Armstrong family, but she found it with the old Simpson and the Simpson family.

After getting into the car, Ayan called Camille immediately. Camille had been waiting and wondering why the two of them had talked for so long.

When she received Ayan's call, she couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been? Didn't you go to the hospital to see your grandfather? Why did your grandfather say you never went?"

Camille's words made Ayan momentarily stunned, but he quickly regained his composure. He smiled and said, his voice deep and low, "Have you asked your grandfather?"

"Yes!"

"When did you ask?"

"Just now. The grandfather said you never went, so stop lying. Just tell the truth. Where did you go?"

Camille sighed and didn't sound very forceful. After she finished speaking, Ayan's laughter became more obvious. He said, "Did you really ask?"

"Of course, if you don't tell the truth, I'll tell my parents and grandfather that you lied to me. Each one of them will give you an hour of verbal education. Be honest or else."

Ayan laughed, his tone especially gentle. He said, "So, do you believe me from the bottom of your heart?"

"Of course. Are you questioning me?" Camille asked calmly, but her tone became colder. She continued, "Where are you now?"