My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1325 Comfort

Chapter 1325 Comfort

The assistant cautiously looked at Brody, whose expression was naturally unpleasant. However, despite his discomfort, he did not show any emotion, just furrowing his brow tightly and speaking in a low voice, "No need, I have other matters to attend to. When he returns, have him visit the Armstrong family or give me a call."

Brody felt that Ayan was deliberately ignoring him, and subconsciously speculated if Ayan knew about his contact with Preston and was hinting at it in this manner?

Brody's thoughts were scattered. By the time he left Simpson Group, it was already lunchtime, but having only drunk tea all morning, he wasn't hungry. He had the driver take him for a leisurely drive around Hance City before slowly returning to the Armstrong Villa.

As soon as he arrived back, his phone rang.

Naturally, it was Preston calling. Preston asked, "Mr. Armstrong, did you see Ayan?"

Brody, already in a bad mood, was immediately questioned by Preston as soon as he returned. His face was ice-cold, his voice devoid of patience as he replied, "I saw him."

Preston was taken aback, as the answer was different from what he had expected.

But Brody did indeed go to Simpson Group, so that part was true. Had he misunderstood something?

After a brief silence, Preston asked, "What did Mr. Armstrong and Ayan talk about?"

Brody indifferently replied, "We just exchanged greetings. Ayan was busy, we were supposed to have lunch together, but he had a last-minute engagement, so the lunch didn't happen."

Brody was not lying now, his face showing no signs of deceit, completely genuine.

Unable to find any inconsistencies in Brody's words, Preston couldn't confirm if Brody was telling the truth. The call had to end that way.

Brody's mood was not good. Ever since he knew about Preston's presence at home, his emotions had been in a state of collapse. His interactions with Page were fraught with tension. However, after the trending incident, despite their mutual dissatisfaction, they no longer engaged in direct confrontations.

So the atmosphere at the Armstrong Villa, as the servants would describe it, was dead silent, exceptionally gloomy. Everyone walked around silently, fearing they might inadvertently trigger a situation. If not for their own interests, everyone would have walked away.

At that moment, at Hance City Airport.

Kian had been waiting in the car for almost an hour.

After leaving Simpson Group, he attended to some work matters and then arranged for some roses to be sent to Maple Forest, before finally driving to the airport.

Under normal circumstances, Ayan should have arrived in Hance City in the morning, but as the flight hadn't landed yet, Kian checked the flight information. Due to heavy rain abroad, the flight was delayed by several hours before taking off, resulting in the delay in Ayan's arrival in Hance City.

About half an hour passed, and Kian received the notification of Ayan's arrival. He immediately walked into the arrivals hall. Ten minutes later, he saw the familiar figure leisurely walking out.

Kian went up to him quickly since Ayan was alone, so he took the luggage. In a low voice, Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, are you alright? The plane was delayed almost five hours."

"Yeah, it was raining heavily there. Fortunately, I didn't tell her when exactly I'd be back; otherwise, she would've been worried." Ayan was thinking about Camille, as the delay was indeed a significant matter. If Camille had known he was returning early, the airline company's phones would have been ringing non-stop.

The two of them walked out of the airport and got into the car, with Ayan sitting in the back seat. He opened a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips. He hadn't eaten since last night, as the airplane food didn't suit him. "Let's head straight back; I haven't eaten," he said.

Kian nodded and asked, "Shall I have Nanny prepare something for you? I've already sent the flowers home, and I arranged for the florist to decorate with Nanny."

"Yeah," Ayan replied. It was he who ordered the flowers, planning ahead for a surprise for Camille at home.

Not seeing each other for nearly a week, they both missed each other tremendously. Calculating it carefully, it was the longest time they had been apart since reconciling. They each missed the other deeply.

Every day, Ayan regretted not bringing Camille along on his business trip; with Camille, there was a sense of home wherever they went.

No matter how unfamiliar the place, as long as Camille was by his side, he never felt out of place. Everything felt familiar.

They smoothly returned to Franklin Bay, and as they were about to get out of the car, Kian suddenly remembered something. Ayan got out of the car, and after taking the luggage, Kian quickly followed him to the house.

Kian said, "This morning, Mr. Armstrong visited Simpson Group, and I heard from Madam that Mr. Armstrong also came to the house a few days ago and had a meal together. Mr. Armstrong told Madam that it was at Preston's behest in an attempt to find out information about you."

Kian then detailed the events of the previous night to Ayan. Ayan showed no significant change in expression after hearing this. He only inquired, "Is she okay?"

Of course, Kian understood who 'she' referred to and immediately shook his head, "She's fine."

"If the matter is resolved, then there's no need to pay any more attention to it. I'm back now, and the media will inevitably have news about me sooner or later. As for Preston trying to gather information about me through the Armstrong family, it's a bit presumptuous. Let's wait and see what he intends to do," Ayan calmly remarked.

Kian nodded, understanding.

Back at home, Ayan felt at ease in the familiar surroundings, comfortable in his own skin. During his time abroad, other than two somewhat satisfying meals with Horace, he never had a proper meal. Nanny cooked him a bowl of noodles, and he finished the soup as well. He was quite traditional at heart. Despite his high position and broad knowledge, his appetite remained simple, preferring the familiar tastes of his childhood. Foreign foods held no interest for him.

After eating, Ayan went upstairs to his bedroom.

The surprise for Camille was placed in the bedroom: flowers covering the entire room, a bag and various gifts he had bought for her laid out among the flowers. Satisfied with the setup, he closed the door and went to the study.

Recalling what Kian had told him when he first arrived home, Ayan casually asked, "Isn't Preston too idle, always looking for trouble? Tell the police, have them search the orphanage where Preston stays." Kian had thought Ayan hadn't taken the matter seriously, especially since Ayan had only given a casual response earlier. Had he been too hungry to be concerned about Preston's actions?

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