My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1386 Collapse

Chapter 1386 Collapse

Camille's voice was very soft, but clear enough for Grace to hear, and the female housekeeper beside them also heard it clearly, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

Grace was completely stunned, she opened her mouth and after a few seconds finally spoke, "Is it because I left that their relationship got worse? If I hadn't left and stayed at home, would things not have turned out like this?"

Camille furrowed her brows slightly, her biggest worry was that Grace would revert back to her old self, even though it had nothing to do with her, she still blamed herself for everything that went wrong. Camille's brow furrowed tightly, her voice becoming low and serious, "This is not your fault, if this was just an accident, then it's a matter of right or wrong, but if it's not an accident, then it's the fault of the person responsible for the current situation, but what does it have to do with you?"

Grace finally stopped speaking, just staring blankly at Camille.

Camille continued, "Let's go in now, no matter what excuses he comes up with, do not compromise, and do not soften your heart, we need him to come with us."

Grace nodded tightly and followed Camille into the study.

Brody was lying on the study's sofa chatting with someone, but immediately stopped when he heard the door open.

So he didn't even have time to see who he was chatting with.

Camille cast a cold glance at him and spoke, "Grace is back."

Grace also looked at Brody, her eyes red and puffy from crying, making it hard to hide.

Seeing Grace, Brody's tone was also not good, indifferently asking, "You know how to come back? I thought you would never come back in your lifetime. Have you grown wings now, so you leave without a word?"

Grace was stunned by Brody's sharp tone, because after so many years in this environment, it was not new to her. Although she had escaped for a while, returning to this environment was like nothing had changed.

In this moment, Grace's eyes showed obvious fear, making Camille purse her lips tightly and her eyes slightly narrow, speaking in an unusually cold tone, "If you want to lecture at this moment, I advise you to pause. If you still want to push the responsibility onto your daughter when your own wife goes missing, how will people think of you?"

Camille's reminder made Brody's face instantly turn ugly, but Camille showed no fear, knowing that Brody's feelings towards her were cold. She had learned that she didn't need them anymore, so no matter what their attitude, Camille would not retreat.

Brody was extremely angry and wanted to argue and educate Camille, but Camille didn't give him the chance to speak, coldly saying, "The body has been found and taken to the funeral home. The police are downstairs. Do you want to go with us to the funeral home or wait for the police to come up and escort you?"

Camille still addressed him politely, but with no respect.

Because his coldness was not only towards her, or simply towards Grace, even his own wife was treated the same way. So, why should a man like this be respected?

Camille looked at Brody indifferently, her expression full of contempt, her eyes making it hard for Brody to look directly at her.

The three of them stood like this, Camille's gaze never leaving him, as if she could see right through him, to see what was really in his heart, how he could remain so calm?

Grace stood motionless, perhaps intimidated by Brody.

In the end, the atmosphere quieted down.

Camille checked the time on her watch, it was close to eleven o'clock now, and with the journey ahead, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Perhaps noticing Camille's actions, Grace spoke softly, "Dad, mom is gone now. Your relationship with her was starting to improve, right? So why do you not look sad at all when you hear this news?" Grace's words were not attacking, but they struck a chord, even making Brody almost explode in anger.

But Grace just looked at him calmly, and in the end, to end the tension, Brody walked out from between them.

Camille and Grace exchanged a glance, then Camille whispered, "If there's anything uncomfortable, tell me or tell Horace. Don't force yourself alone. None of us want this to happen. Even if she doesn't like me or treat me well, I never wanted her to disappear from this world. So, no matter what the truth is, we face it together and figure things out."

Grace nodded, "Yes, I know you never intend that. I know you will always be there. Cami, I believe in you. I just... just don't believe in Dad." Grace's last sentence was almost full of strength. She really didn't want to see that situation, it would really make one collapse. Camille also understood a lot from Grace's words, so she asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know why, the thought just came to me suddenly, so I just said it."

"Don't overthink. The police will investigate and clarify everything. We need to go over there, you might need to make a decision."

Grace walked to Camille and reached out to hold her arm, as if this would help her keep going.

She looked at Camille and asked, "What decision?"

"The police advise getting a forensic examination to formally start the investigation. Otherwise, many things won't be verified, and we won't know what really happened, especially falling from such a high cliff in the rain, many things have been washed away by the rain, the only useful evidence we can get is from her body."

Camille took a deep breath, her emotions not able to show, as it would only make Grace worse.

Camille continued, "You know my relationship with them. I don't want to make this decision, so I think you should. As for Dad, I don't think he deserves to make this decision either, because he was at the scene and was the first to know what happened, so the police naturally don't want to give him that authority."

"Are you saying you want me to decide, that I have to do this?" Grace asked softly.

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