My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1377: Guidance

Chapter 1377: Guidance

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful.

The Simpson family had already been informed of the situation, and both Fletcher and Talia had arrived at Franklin Bay to console Camille. However, seeing Camille's relatively stable state, without the expected breakdown, the words of comfort that were on the tip of their tongues remained unspoken.

Camille lightly pursed her lips and, proactively changing the subject, she looked at Talia and asked, "Mom, do you think I'm quite cold-blooded?"

After all, it was not typical for a daughter to remain so calm upon hearing such news about her mother.

Several hours had passed since learning of the incident, and it was already past eight in the evening. Yet, Camille had not shed a single tear, nor had she shown any signs of breaking down.

Her detached demeanor was indeed abnormal, but given her strained relationship with the Armstrong family, her reaction was somewhat expected.

Talia was taken aback by Camille's question but then walked over to sit beside her, soothingly saying, "Cami, whatever your reaction is, it's your most genuine one. Not shedding tears at this moment does not make you cold-hearted. It may be that their actions have left you unable to express the expected reaction right now. But that doesn't mean you're abnormal. How could I possibly think you're cold-blooded?" "Exactly, Cami. You don't have to feel any pressure. We are all family, and how she has treated you as a mother is evident to everyone. So no one has the right to judge or manipulate your emotions."

Fletcher also chimed in.

They had not brought Timmy along, fearing that they wouldn't have the time to attend to him properly at this moment, so they had left Timmy under the care of Mrs. Ward for the time being. After soothing Camille for a while, Talia reassured her not to doubt herself.

As it was getting late, the two finally took their leave.

Camille had hardly eaten dinner, so Ayan had the maid cook up a bowl of noodles, personally bringing it upstairs for Camille.

Camille was chatting with Sienna when Ayan left without lingering and went to the study.

Camille, of course, did not conceal anything from Sienna regarding the Armstrong family's situation. Sienna expressed shock, but given the circumstances, she refrained from joining Camille in their usual complaints about Page's bias and favoritism.

Sienna murmured softly, "How could this have happened? Cami, she'll be fine. Do not worry too much; everything will turn out okay."

But these were just words of comfort.

How could someone survive such a fall from a high cliff?

However, Camille didn't mind. Instead, she responded to Sienna, saying, "Honestly, I've accepted the fact that she fell off the cliff. What I can't comprehend is why it happened. Their relationship was clearly strained; they even came to argue with me a few days ago. Judging from her behavior at that time, their relationship was very rocky. So how could they have gone on a trip together?"

Camille didn't hide anything and even told Page about Brody's affair because the matter was no longer a secret.

Page knew about it but had not yet discovered who the other person was, hence the ongoing conflict between them. Given their situation, reconciliation seemed unlikely.

Camille couldn't understand it herself and couldn't provide a convincing answer.

So her mood was truly terrible.

Her words gave Sienna a daring guess, and she spoke without reservation, "Cami, are you suggesting that she might have been pushed? Perhaps on the surface, their reconciliation was just an act? Like the ones seen on TV, perhaps they had already planned her death, making it look like an accident to benefit both parties?"

Sienna voiced Camille's suspicions, leaving Camille speechless for a while. She sat in silence, and the bowl of noodles Ayan had brought had not been touched.

Camille seemed lost in thought for a while before finally saying, "If that's the case, then his plan has truly misfired."

She no longer wanted to dwell on who was at fault or who had wronged whom. But based on this alone, Brody was too heartless, too ruthless.

If even one's partner was calculative, then that man deserved to die a thousand deaths.

Camille's emotions became somewhat agitated as she continued, "Once Grace returns to the country, I will seek her opinion. I must uncover the truth about this matter. If she's really fine, then that's a good thing. But we need to find out, not only to prevent a recurrence but also to understand. And if anything happens to her, it's even more imperative to get to the bottom of it."

Sienna nodded in agreement, adding, "Yes, I support you. Your thoughts are right. We can't just let it go because nothing happened, or stop investigating because it already occurred. You may agree, but if someone who knows about this incident points fingers at you and Grace, what then?"

"I know, that's why I don't want to turn a blind eye to it."

Although Page had treated her poorly, Camille was still grateful because the act of giving birth was an undeniable fact.

She couldn't run away or avoid it.

The two continued their conversation for a while, and Camille's pent-up emotions gradually dissipated.

Ayan returned to the bedroom and saw her sitting on the couch lost in thought. He approached her, gently embracing her and saying, "Tell me anything you want. Don't keep it to yourself. If you feel uncomfortable telling me, then tell Sienna, okay?"

"Okay, I understand." Camille nodded softly.

And so, the two sat quietly, with Ayan no longer urging her to eat. If she didn't want it, she wouldn't eat. He didn't remind her that it was late and time to sleep. If she didn't want to sleep, then so be it. Everything was according to her wishes.

Time passed, and the two remained on the couch, silent. Eventually, the person in Ayan's arms closed her eyes. He called out softly, but there was no response. He then gently lifted her and carried her to bed.

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