Chapter 1194: Worried
Chapter 1194: Worried
Camille asked softly, her tone filled with anxiety, even sessfully 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 sessfully 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 thiste 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 rted 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
manipte you or to sabotage your rtionship. 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 rtionship, 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.
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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 topletely 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 ufortable. 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 hade
to see her in the afternoon, Sienna was worried. Camille didn''t go into detail about tonight''s events,
nning to discuss itter 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 waspletely 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 ept 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 usations, the
police might charge her with defamation of public officials, which woulde 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 andughed, "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?"