My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1250: Familiarity

Chapter 1250: Familiarity

Preston doesn't deny it either. He says, "Indeed, I haven't reached the point where I can't live without

you, but aren't we the same? The Armstrong family doesn't want you, and Ayan doesn't love you. The

Simpson family only wants to use you. Do you really think the Simpson family cares about you as a

daughter-in-law? Cami, stop being naive. The Simpson family is only interested in protecting their own

interests. After all, they benefit greatly from having a daughter-in-law like you without any family

support. If you divorce Ayan, you won't get anything because the Simpson family is cunning. How could

they let you benefit?"

"So, in your eyes, is it all about interests? Is everything, be it marriage or friendship, focused solely on

gains? Don't you believe in pure emotions in this world? Why do you have to turn everything into a

matter of interests?" Camille responds indifferently.

Preston merely smiles faintly, his eyes tinged with a hint of red. They are filled with coldness as he

looks at Camille. He coldly says, "It's not me who turns everything into a matter of interests, but this

world is inherently unfair, Camille. You and I are in the same boat. We're both ordinary people, but

Ayan and the Simpson family are different. They are the upper class, and they have always oppressed

us. Have you forgotten how Ayan treated you in the past? Or do you no longer care about what

happened before? Are you willing to lose yourself for the sake of a man?"

"I don't understand why you keep dwelling on this matter. It's my business, and I can make my own

decisions. Even though you're my friend, you shouldn't interfere so much in my personal affairs. Don't

friends need to respect each other's basic personal space? Preston, people change. I admit that my

relationship with Ayan was terrible in the past, but he has changed now, and we have developed

feelings for each other. So, I don't plan to break up." Camille states firmly.

"Why not break up? Just because he loves you, you're willing to compromise? Camille, why are you so

pathetic? You can clearly leave him, why are you so reluctant? Are you willing to abandon your self-

esteem for a man? Have you no shame?" Preston's face contorts into a sinister expression, his eyes

glaring at Camille with icy fury. It's a side of Preston that Camille has never seen before, and she is

momentarily taken aback. Her face turns pale, and she breathes heavily, finding it hard to believe that

Preston could say such things to her.

She never imagined that she would be seen this way in Preston's eyes.

Camille tightly clasps her hands, her expression turning incredibly unpleasant. She says, "Yes, that's This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

who I am. So why do you need to say all this now? This is my business, and it has nothing to do with

you. Even if I'm a mess, I haven't abandoned you, have I? So why do you speak of me this way? I don't

owe you anything. We're just friends, and I don't need your judgment on how I've changed."

Camille tried her best to maintain a indifferent state. Her voice was also soft because she was still in

disbelief over Preston's recent behavior. She kept telling herself not to anger Preston, as she couldn't

imagine what might happen if she did.

But there were some things she had to say, even if she knew they would provoke her. She just hoped

Preston could understand one thing: she wasn't his subordinate; she was an independent individual.

She was herself, and her affairs had nothing to do with him.

However, Preston didn't think that way. If he were a calm and rational person, he wouldn't have done

what he was doing now. Due to Camille's resistance, Preston threw the water at her and coolly

reminded her, "Stop the nonsense and don't waste any more time here. Either you drink it yourself, or

I'll find another way."

Preston's attitude in speaking was no longer gentle like before. His tone and voice carried a constant

threat.

Camille had no intention of moving, so Preston picked up his phone and opened a video, which he then

handed to Camille. "My people have found Timmy, so it doesn't matter if you drink it or not. I'm taking

you to see Timmy now."

Camille's face immediately changed, and she asked, "What are you planning to do? Timmy is just a

child; you don't need to involve an innocent child. Preston, for the sake of our years of friendship, don't

involve Timmy. The Simpson family won't let you get away with it."

Regarding Timmy, Camille could never remain calm. But no matter what she said, Preston showed no

reaction. Instead, he faced forward, stepped on the accelerator, and reversed out of the alley smoothly

and coherently.

Seeing this, Camille naturally wanted to stop Preston. Since he was driving, she pushed his shoulder

and said, "Have your people take Timmy back. Don't harm him. So, you want me to go with you, right?

Fine. Give Timmy to the Simpson family, and I'll go with you. If you take me and Timmy like this, you'll

be wanted. But if I willingly go with you, you won't pay any price. It's inconvenient for you to have

Timmy with you, and I won't cooperate with you. In that case, you might as well give Timmy back to the

Simpson family, and I'll go with you."

Camille didn't want Timmy to be involved, let alone be taken away by Preston, as she couldn't imagine

what that scene would be like.

Preston didn't react at all to Camille's words, clearly indicating his refusal.

Camille continued, "What do you want in order to let Timmy go? If you really take Timmy and me with

you, I won't cooperate with anything you ask, even if you use the child to threaten me. I won't listen to

you."

Preston, lost in thought, remained silent for a few seconds. The car had already reached the main road.

He finally said indifferently, "If I spare Timmy, are you really willing to cooperate with me?"

"I am willing."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance. I won't do anything to Timmy, and I will return him to the Simpson family

as you said. But the condition is that you have to cooperate with me, understand?" Camille slightly

pursed her lips and nodded without hesitation.

Preston seemed eager and immediately made a call in front of Camille. He told the person on the other

end to send Timmy back to the Simpson family. They probably didn't know that Timmy had been taken

away yet because Timmy usually had other classes after finishing his early education, and he would

only return home around six o'clock.

Originally, Talia planned to have some time for herself, letting the nanny take care of Timmy during his

classes. Of course, she would arrange for a driver and bodyguards to accompany him.

Camille was certain that the Simpson family didn't know because they would have called her if they did.

Her phone had been silent since Ayan's call, so she was confident.

Preston just smiled faintly and said, "That's my concern, you don't need to worry. I will handle it."

Camille pursed her lips and remained silent, her expression turning cold and indifferent.

The car continued driving, and as they followed the increasingly familiar route, Camille couldn't believe

it and asked, "Are you taking me back to Maple Leaves Mansion?"

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That was indeed the way back to Maple Leaves Mansion because she took that route every day and

was very familiar with it.

Preston didn't answer but continued driving until they finally stopped at the entrance of Maple Leaves

Mansion.

Camille reached out and took the phone, then pressed the answer button in front of Preston.