My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 295 - Cushion

Chapter 295 - Cushion

Preston smiled lightly, "Cami, since you have followed me here, howcan you not understand what my words mean?"

How could Camille not hear the meaning of his words?

Her lips pursed slightly, her cheeks shining with a faint warmindifference, she raised her eyes to meet Preston's as she asked, "So,do you have something to tell me?"

Preston didn't answer right away, just looked at her before saying, "I'veprepared so much, sit down with me and have something to eat?"Camille did not speak.

He added, "Cami, we've known each other for so many years, andanything you want to know, I'll always say whenever you ask, so let's sitdown and talk, okay?"

Camille's eyes trembled lightly and she finally agreed to him.

The two walked to the table and sat down. On the table was a delicate,small birthday cake, along with fruit and some of Camille's usualfavorite dishes.

He said, "I made it all myself, try it?"

"Preston, you haven't answered my question, now can you say it?""Cami, are you that anxious to ask and then leave to draw a line in thesand with me?"

Preston smiled lowly, and sadness shone in his eyes.

Camille pursed her lips, a little intolerant, she skipped her eyes not tolook at him, words indifferent: "I do not mean it, since you knoweverything, then why can not be straightforward to say a clear?"

"Say what? Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

He smiled gently and his reaction said it all.

He said, "Cami, don't you already have the answer?"

“But I want to hear you admit it yourself, otherwise I wouldn't be here."If she simply had the answer, then why would she go to all the troubleof doing so much?

Camille looked at the person in front of her and she found that therewas really a growing sense of strangeness.

Preston showed a gentle smile, he did not slow down to confess thatthe collapse was indeed his creation, the whole process, Camille didnot have any response.

She stayed quiet the whole time listening to him alone.

Although everything has been answered for a long time, Camille stillfeels an indescribable sadness when she hears his own confession.He finished the story, he bribed Isaac, manipulated Isaac to doeverything, because Isaac's father was ill and needed a huge amountof money for surgery, that's why Isaac was obedient to him.

Preston didn't hold anything back, he told Camille everything word forword.

He said to Camille, "Cami, are you disappointed in me?"

Camille's eyes pause slightly, her face a little indifferent, she whispered:"Why ask this? People just need to live up to themselves, and whyshould they care if others are disappointed?"

“But I want to know what's in your heart?"

"Didn't think much of it." She responded lightly, her tone barely ripplingor emotional.

But her face was as cold as water, unable to replace the slightest ripple.Preston also stiffened, a clear loss surfacing between his eyebrows ashe asked, "Cami, you don't need to be embarrassed, I'll take all theconsequences, so don't you worry, okay?"

"Preston, don't you know how serious this matter is by now? Why doyou want to do this ah? I really can't replace a reasonable reason andexcuse, I really don't understand what is the purpose of you doingthis?"

Camille's emotions eventually did not control, she tightly wrinkled hereyebrows, looking very ugly, a delicate bright face reveals obviousanxiety and irritation.

Her questioning made Preston silent, and his originally submerged facerevealed a few thick emotions, and only after a long time did hewhisper, "Cami, don't be angry, you're pregnant now, your body is mostimportant, hmm?"

Camille gasped hard, her chest fell for a long time can not calm.

She stared at Preston expressionlessly, her voice much calmer:“Preston, can you tell me why you are doing this? Although that thedeceased even without this incident will not live long, but you do so hasformed a deliberate injury, you are a calculation of a business, youhave been suspected of business crimes, you ...."

“I know, I understand all that, but I don't regret it, really Cami, I don'tregret it, not at all, so don't feel any more sorry for me, okay?"Preston's attitude always remained the same, and his attitudethroughout the process has always been very calm, especially whenconfessing to Camille, he did not have the slightest regret and remorse,but rather a feeling of great relief.

His mind Camille naturally also see in the eyes, more understand thathe has long guessed that she already know, and still stalking him, socreate this scene at the moment.

Instead of answering Preston's question, she asked, "When did youfirst know that I already suspected you?"

“It's been some days, probably since you tried me."

He answered truthfully.

Camille wrinkled her nose in disbelief: “If you already knew I suspectedyou, why did you deliberately bring me to the site to watch you meetwith Isaac?"

"Cami, I told you, I won't hide anything from you as long as you want toknow, I'm not lying to you, this is what I really think inside.”

He said it with the utmost seriousness, but Camille could not feel theslightest joy.

Her flat response made Preston's face stiffen slightly, and Preston said,"Cami, are you mad at me?"

"No." She said, as long as he felt good about himself then it was good,right?

Preston fell into a brief moment of contemplation, his eyes darkenedwith a meaningful darkness, and then slowly said, "Cami, like I said,you really don't need to feel any pressure, I did it, I admit it, and I won'tpull anyone's leg."

"Preston, so do you think I'm doing this now because I'm afraid you'lldrag me down with you?"

"l didn't mean that.”

He said somewhat feebly.

Camille stared at him and asked, "You still haven't answered myquestion, why on earth are you doing this? Can't Envy just tell thetruth? Didn't you say you'd tell me whatever I wanted to know?"Preston was silent without speaking.

He lowered his eyes with some embarrassment of wanting to saysomething.

Camille became more and more anxious, and her voice was a bit of awhisper: "What are you talking about? What are you hiding? We havebeen friends for so many years, can't we even have this little trust andconfession? You keep saying you can tell me anything I want to know,so now that I'm asking, will you give me an answer?"

"If I tell the truth, you don't get mad, let alone think much of it, okay?"His gaze and greeting made Camille's subconscious frown tighten,what did he mean?

Preston narrowed his eyes slightly and said lowly and lightly, "I'm doingall this because I want justice for you, because Ayan treats you badly,because he doesn't love you, obviously you're pregnant and he's stillentangled with Eileen, why should he treat you like this? It's not fair toyou, obviously he doesn't love you, but he refuses to let you go and hasto threaten you to continue being this Mrs. Simpson, it's torture for you,so I don't want to let him go."

Camille was completely dumbfounded.

He did all this for her?

In order to get her a so-called justice, so do so many things?

This imposed goodness makes Camille a bit teary-eyed.

But she really does not need such good and maintenance ah.

She felt a little ridiculous and she looked at Preston not knowing whatto say?

He continued: "originally this matter should have ended a long timeago, but your soft-heartedness led to now is not finished, I originallywanted to use your identity as an architect to let Ayan and SimpsonGroup had to admit that this matter is the Simpson Group's mistake ledto the accident, but how are you unwilling, I take you no way? "

He said helplessly, the faint smile of the Philadelphian, Camille thenunderstood why he repeatedly proposed to replace the identity of thearchitect.

It turns out that the Simpson Group wanted to sit on this accident.After hearing so much, Camille then felt, as an afterthought, that shereally didn't know this long-time friend.

Is he really the gentle and elegant Preston?

Preston asks, "Cami, will you tell him?"