My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1358 Concealment

Chapter 1358 Concealment

Sienna glanced at the old Simpson and asked, "Grandpa, do you not want to see me?"

“Of course, I'm very happy to see you, dear. Next time, remember to bring that young man, Lin Feng, with you. | haven't seen him in a long time," the old Simpson replied cheerfully.

Sienna nodded and promised to bring Lin Feng next time and have a mahjong game with the old Simpson.

The old Simpson was delighted and couldn't wait for the next time. He thought the topic had been diverted, and he wouldn't have to ask about the previous question.

However, the old Simpson had an exceptional memory, having been the chairman of the Simpson Group for many years. He could see through many things at a glance. Right now, he could clearly see Camille's thoughts. He thought Camille might be worried about what he would ask or request. So, he decided to change the subject directly.

But the old Simpson continued, "Cami, where is Ayan? Why didn't he come with you?"

"He has a business engagement today. A team from a foreign cooperative company has come over, so he has to have lunch with them. That's why he couldn't come to see you," Camille explained.

"Okay," the old Simpson nodded. He carefully discerned whether Camille's words were genuine or just a response to him. But all he could see was sincerity, so he chose not to continue questioning.

After a brief silence, the old Simpson spoke again, "Since Ayan didn't come, there's something I'd like to tell you."

Camille was slightly startled because the old Simpson's tone was too serious. This seriousness made her nervous, and she began to speculate wildly about what it could be.

Camille looked at the old Simpson with inquisitive eyes, some hesitation in her gaze. She was worried about what the old Simpson might ask or request that she would find it difficult to decide on.

The old Simpson's voice slowly continued, "It's nothing major. After spending so much time in the hospital, Uncle Ellis says my condition is stable. | thought | might go back to the old mansion for a few days. | miss home, and | want to see Timmy. I'm getting old, and | don't know when I'll be gone for good, so | want to spend more time with my family."

As the old Simpson's voice choked with emotion, it was hard to imagine a veteran chairman of the business world speaking with a choked voice like this.

At that moment, the old Simpson appeared in Camille's eyes like a child who had lost all strength.

These words were enough to bring tears to Camille's eyes. She quickly got up and walked to the old Simpson, her voice soft and hoarse, "Grandpa, you can go home whenever you want. We've mostly kept you in the hospital for health reasons. Despite having a family doctor at home, the hospital is more comprehensive. Initially, Ayan and my father had the same idea. Now that Uncle Ellis says your health is stable, we can go home for a rest, but you must remember that you need surgery, so we need to take care of your health. Please prioritize your health for all of us, alright?"

Camille squatted in front of the old Simpson, her hand gently resting on his arm. She tried to keep her voice calm and devoid of any emotion, but the moisture and redness in her eyes were impossible to conceal.

Camille smiled at the old Simpson and, after seeing him nod in agreement, continued, "When do you want to go back? How about | find Ayan later and have him pick you up tonight or early tomorrow? We'll have to inform Uncle Ellis and my father in advance, as they might need to prepare some medicines for us to take home. Is that okay?”

"Sure, you can decide. I'll follow your arrangements,” the old Simpson visibly relaxed. When he first made the request, he was worried that Camille might refuse and that his son and grandson might not agree. Despite everyone's concern for his health, being elderly, he longed for home.

Even though Fletcher was always there with him and Ayan, Camille, and Talia brought Timmy over from a distance, the feeling was not the same as being at home.

Although the hospital room was warm and cozy, giving a sense of home, it was still very different. Later, Camille and Sienna chatted with the old Simpson for a while before leaving the hospital.

Sienna drove, glancing at Camille. She noticed Camille's mood was a bit low and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you planning to let the old Simpson go home? Or is his health not allowing it?"

Camille bit her lip and shook her head, "It's not that he can't go home, it's just that his health isn't as good as it seems. But | don't want to disappoint him because of his age. Unless there's a significant risk to his health, | believe in fulfilling his requests."

"That makes sense, but make sure to talk to Ayan about it!"

"Okay, can you drop me off at Simpson Group?" Camille asked Sienna to drop her off at Simpson Group, as she wanted to go and see her husband, Kian.

Sienna hesitated, saying, "It's not appropriate for me to go. | don't want to be a third wheel when you two talk. How about this, have the driver drop you off, and I'll go see my husband."

The words "my husband" came naturally to Sienna now. Simpson Group wasn't far from Ward Group, so Sienna's desire to see her husband there was understandable. Camille smiled softly at Sienna and didn't insist further.

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Every time she came, she brought coffee and snacks for everyone. Since she was pressed for time, she only ordered coffee today.

She specifically mentioned some for Ayan and Kian and let the café staff deliver the rest later.

Taking the private elevator to Ayan's

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Camille smiled back, telling them there would be coffee later. The secretary and the others in the office thanked her happily. Camille looked around but didn't see Kian. She asked an assistant, "Where is Kian? Is he in Mr. Simpson's office?"NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

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"Okay, thank you," Camille nodded in gratitude.