My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Camille froze.

How could she answer that?

She could only purse her lips and look at Ayan, who seemed to have received her plea for help, but did not intend to help her, but only said lightly: "Cami, mom is asking you, you have to help me clarify and testify, otherwise I will be misunderstood."

His deep eyes gazed at her, and there seemed to be a hint of laughter under his eyes.

Ayan, what do you mean by that?

He is clearly pushing her down.

Camille pursed her lips in embarrassment and could only say lightly, "Mom, since grandpa is fine, Ayan and I will go first.

Then he pulled Ayan and headed out, followed by Talia's voice: "Grandpa will be so happy to know you're going on a date that he'll wake up right away."

Camille let go of Ayan's hand until she got into the car.

He looked sideways at the woman beside him and asked in a low voice, "What movie are we going to see?"

“I'm just lying to mom."

Camille said lightly.

"Didn't you say no lying?"

"It was a good-faith lie on my part, and Mom wouldn't blame me even if she knew."

"A well-intentioned lie?" Ayan eyed her intently, "So what are you trying to imply to me?"

Camille frowned as she reacted to what he meant by that.

She said, "I didn't mean to imply anything, I didn't say anything, so don't get your own ideas.”

"Well, I don't think about it, now it's just the two of us, so tell me, is there anything wrong with my body?"

He asked the crowning question.

"The body is yours, so how do I know."

She hurriedly turned her head away, not wanting to continue the conversation.

But Ayan had the feeling that she wouldn't let her go if she didn't answer.

He even reached right over her body and forced her to face himself, then looked her in the eyes and asked, "You are my wife, who knows if you don't?"

Her cheeks were scarlet and her eyes were averted.

What does he mean?

Did she never have one with Eileen?

Camille pursed her lips, and her actions made Ayan's eyes deepen, and his breath became heavier and heavier as his mind recalled her muffled grunts and murmurs from his kisses, and the sounds of her mouth begging for mercy.

Until the phone rang at that moment, completely pulling him back to sanity and sobriety.

It's Camille's cell phone ringing.

It was Preston who called.

When he saw the name displayed on the screen, Ayan's face was as ugly as if it could seep out of water.

But Camille didn't notice and picked up in front of him: "Hello, Preston.” Her voice was gentle, exactly the same as when she used to treat him, but now she was like a hedgehog showing her sharp thorns to him.

I wonder what Preston said? A faint smile appeared between her eyebrows, making Ayan feel very harsh.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and then he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Cami, since mom misunderstood that we came out on a date, why don't we stay out tonight?"

Camille froze and looked up at Ayan.

In my ear was Preston's voice: "Camille, are you with him?"

Camille just gave a low mumble.

Preston said, "You're getting divorced, why is he doing this?"

This is a question that Camille doesn't know either.

Yeah, they are getting divorced, how come he always acts like nothing is wrong, is it because he doesn't care so he can be indifferent?

The thought of this makes her heart feel especially hard.

She said to Preston, "Preston, let's do this first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow at work."

Hanging up the phone, Camille looked to Ayan , who said, "Let's just go home, it's not a good time to go to the movies."

"How can it be inappropriate?"

“It was just an excuse, you don't have to take it seriously."

Her whisper was soft.

"Camille , are you afraid that Preston will misunderstand something?" He carried the questioning.

Camille wrinkled her brow as she said, "What makes you think that, didn't you say to keep people out of what's going on between us?" Ayan stopped talking as he stepped on the gas and drove very fast. The atmosphere was silent all the way.

Camille also felt very aggrieved, she obviously said nothing wrong, why he was upset?

Although the two did not ignore each other as they did last night, the entire Hanyama Manson could sense that Ayan was in a bad mood. Camille naturally will not try to coax him, she has figured out that the long pain is better than the short pain, coaxed and will make her addicted, it is better to remain like this not cold.

Camille's partnership with Fumiko Estate continued because of the intervention of Kingston Fu.

Today the two companies officially signed a cooperation agreement, and Fumiko Estate explained what happened before: "Miss Armstrong is really sorry, I didn't expect you to be the Armstrong, and you are very good friends with Mr. Simpson, you should have said so earlier, so there would not be Those misunderstandings would not have occurred.”

Camille just smiled lightly.

The marriage with Ayan is a secret except for the two families and close friends, but I didn't expect Ayan to explain to the public that they are just very good friends.

Although there is nothing wrong with it, she still feels a little bad inside. After resolving this dilemma, Camille and Preston had lunch together and Preston volunteered, "Since you and Ayan are getting divorced, are you going to stay in Hance City?"

“No, I'll be out of here when the divorce is finalized, and you stay on the company side to take care of ......"

"Camille , I said I'll go where you go, the company if you want to keep it I'll arrange for someone to run it, if you don't then it's disbanded." "Naturally, we have to keep them, we can't let them lose their jobs.” Camille never thought it was fair to the others that the company would fall apart if she left.

"Well, then let's do what you want, is the divorce set? As long as you turn around and get out of here, you're still the same person you were before.”

Preston gazed at him, waiting for an answer.

Camille lightly hmmm: “for the time being is not yet decided, grandfather side still can not accept, no matter what I can not hurt grandfather.”

Camille stayed at the office all day, the last few days, she was visible thin, because every meal is very little, mainly light, can not get greasy fishy spicy flavor.

It was Preston who took her back to Hanyama Manson in the evening. It was a bit of a hassle for him, but it wasn't safe for her to drive with a lack of concentration lately.

The car pulled up steadily in front of Hanyama Manson, and Camille was just about to reach out to unbuckle her seat belt, but she had just touched it before she could.

Just hear bang-

Aloud sound, a huge force came crashing from behind.

The people in the car because of inertia leaned forward and bounced back heavily, thankfully wearing seat belts, no injuries, just scared. Camille sat there in a daze, her hands subconsciously protecting her abdomen, her heart worried: the baby scared you, right?

Preston noticed her movement, but thought she was hurt and asked, "Camille, how are you? Are you okay?"

Camille took a deep breath and was indeed frightened, but she was sure the baby would be fine.

She shook her head, “I'm fine, let's go see what's wrong first?"

The two men got out of the car and saw a familiar black car instead. Preston subconsciously looked over at Camille, who was staring at the man in the driver's seat of the car for a split second.

He hung his head and bent his back, what was wrong with him? Camille walked over to the car so the door could be pulled right open and she whispered the man’s name, "Ayan ?"