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

your background for a long

reddened with her pushing him away like that, he couldn’t help but spit it out, “But what of it? I still like you; I still look forward to seeing you.”

defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take

know

doing it to 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

son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons among men. What am I,

trying to

heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face

Is it because Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you to pick up Dr. Bright’s tailored suit? I had my assistant pack it, she’ll give it

behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse

by a sharp icicle of pain.

“Alright”

jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly

looking intensely at her, extending his hand.

in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly enveloped hers, pulling her forcefully.

stumbled

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

of electricity as

his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared that I’d really leave, that I’d really take it back.

you get that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with

something you picked up

world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love is the

all hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering choice.

be my girl, will

on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had,

were never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines,

the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as

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

of her neck and kissed

Evadne was swamped with work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up some

secondary, the main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without

and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

into her man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so

second thoughts before you’ve

who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once

that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life dictionary.”

to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you guys at Abernathy Hotel, and I meant it. Look at

back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if I just give Abernathy Hotel to you? You’d surely breathe new life into it.”

I know you and your father aren’t

be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety? It might really piss Mr. Frederic Abernathy off. I couldn’t bear

smile,