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.

day Arnold changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole

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 still look forward to seeing

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

to know more of

much she wants you

him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is

Was she trying

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 it, she’ll give

thing‘ Arnold’s 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

her heart pierced by a sharp icicle of

“Alright”

drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she

looking intensely at

with tension. As she attempted to

off guard, she stumbled into his

lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with

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

smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared that I’d really leave,

confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears,

that stubbornness also something you picked up from your

helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love

that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered

girl, will

eyes gleamed with a sincerity as bright as the stars, “From 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

Amold’s strong suit. These few lines, hard–won from his heart’s depths, were

no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her

moment, Amold felt as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope

the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, their embrace tender and

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

opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight, how could sparks of love ignite?

corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was still left with a

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

before you’ve

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 can really feel

thoughts? Ha, that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s

“Just watch me. I’m not just going to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel.

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

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

dodge the suggestion, “If you really gave it to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial

let out a wry smile, ruffling her