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.

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

about your background

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

his words, “You’ve been checking up

wanted to know more

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

the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons among men. What am I, how can I compare? It’s different. Don’t

trying

breath came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

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 pick up Dr. Bright’s tailored suit? I had my assistant pack

cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse later, and everyone needs to wear theirs. Give it back to me

by a sharp icicle of

“Alright”

out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her

there was Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his

badge in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong

off guard, she stumbled into his

wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with

senses blurred, her body tingling with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost

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

you get that confidence from?” Camille’s

you picked up from

sighed 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

hesitations and fears

be my girl, will

you.

never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines, hard–won from his heart’s depths, were

hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her

burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks

back of her neck and kissed

she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up some clothes.

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

grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was still left with a spinning head and aching back.

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even live a

thoughts before you’ve even taken the

chuckled softly, his hands gently massaging her temples, “Let me give you a heads 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

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

to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over

spirit, kissing her forehead, “Looking back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if

and your father aren’t on the best terms, but let’s not overdo

display of ‘filial piety? It might really piss Mr. Frederic Abernathy off. I couldn’t bear the thought of being responsible for

out a wry smile, ruffling