His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 678

As Arnold spoke, his muscular arms wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer with an increasingly tight grip that seemed to fear her slipping away again.

Camille felt a ticklish warmth spread through her, her voice soft; she was playfully complaining yet more of saying in a coquettish way, “You do realize you’re like a thief, don’t you? Quite perceptive of yourself.”

“Camille.”

He called her name again, his voice laced with an addictive quality that brought a rosy hue to her pale cheeks, “Actually, you’re a thief too. A thief who stole my heart.”

Camille had heard her mentor occasionally mention her family. He said she had an older brother who, despite his dashing good looks, spoke the most cheesy pick–up lines that were oddly endearing.

Now, she could see her mentor hadn’t been exaggerating.

Seeing her silent, Arnold grew anxious and turned her to face him, “Are you still mad at me?”

Arnold Ashbourne.”

The way Camille suddenly used his full name made him even more nervous, his Adam’s apple bobbing uncontrollably.

“I’m the illegitimate daughter of the Evert family; my background isn’t something to be proud of. The Evert family hassle me so frequently, it’s a wonder I find any peace. Someone like me isn’t a good match to you. Being with me, you’ll never have a day’s rest.”

As she spoke, a pain throbbed in her chest, as if she were being forced to carve off a piece of her heart, “You deserve…better. Perhaps out of sympathy or pity, you felt the need to protect me. But once the intensity fades, you’ll see. Love is just a fleeting illusion that brings nothing but trouble. With your privileged background, even if you don’t seek out nobility, you could find a lady from a reputable, well–read family. My life is full of blemishes. And what you see today is just the tip of the iceberg.”

Camille, a top fashion designer, used her flawlessly cool demeanor and her dazzling creations to mask her intense inner turmoil and insecurity.

She felt rootless, like a drifting weed, never able to proudly tell anyone that she was a child of the Evert family.

It wasn’t that she was blind to Arnold’s virtues or his genuine love for her, but the deep–seated sense of unworthiness tore at her heart day and night, forcing her to stay alert.

changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole world, she would rather avoid

your background for

away like that, he couldn’t help but spit it out, “But what of it? I still like you; I

checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take over

to know more of you!”

get closer to you, to reach your heart, to be with you! I know what you’re worried about, but it will never happen. You’re Evadne’s best friend, and she’s told me more than once how much she wants you as her sister–in–law. As for my family, and my father, you have nothing to fear. If they aren’t open–minded, then no one in the world is. My dad accepted Cassius‘ preference for men; he accepted Thaddeus, who once hurt Evadne, so how could he possibly not accept you? Why shouldn’t

her eyes, shaking her head in denial, pushing him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of

trying to kill him with frustration?!

gasps, his handsome

forcing herself to harden her heart and turn away. “I heard from my assistant that you came to pick up some clothing? Is it because Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you to

just that, there’s another thing‘ Arnold’s cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse

heart pierced by a sharp

“Alright”

jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she turned

looking intensely at her, extending his

she attempted to retract her hand,

off guard, she stumbled into his

hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second, his desire for possession swirling

a current of electricity as she embraced

jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned

from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice

also something you picked up from

with a mix of adoration and helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love is the

moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his

girl, will

now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had, let me find it for you, piece by piece. Please, give me this chance.”

Amold’s strong suit. These few

the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a slight nod

world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks exploding in brilliant splendor.

the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, their

swamped with work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth

was secondary, the main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if

through half a day, skimming project proposals, delving into the profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

slumped into her man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even live a human life before?”

you’ve even

up from someone who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of tasks will await you. Then, you can really

Ha, that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life

her face, pouting cutely. “Just watch me. I’m not just going to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you guys

adored her feisty spirit, kissing her forehead, “Looking back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines

there. I know you and your father aren’t on the best terms, but let’s not overdo

really gave it to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety?

smile, ruffling