My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille)

Chapter 89: Ms. Armstrong's meal

"Of course not, it's just that she was tired last night and you calling so early would affect her rest, so I had to answer it for her."

The phrase "she was tired last night" made Preston's face pale and silent.

Ayan added: "Preston, Camille is married, do you know what you are doing now? If word gets out you will not have the face to continue to stay in Hance City. If you don't want to be embarrassed, put away your thoughts and keep your distance from her, otherwise even your years of friendship will not save you."

He cut the call off without waiting for Preston to respond.

Ayan clutched the phone, no ripples on his face, but a cold chill under his eyes.

This Preston is really haunting.

He put the phone on silent and put it back and left the bedroom.

Camille slept until 9:30 when she woke up, stretched, picked up her phone and immediately sat up.

Several missed calls, and WeChat messages.

All from one person.

"Cami, what do you mean you're not answering the phone? Is it because my words last night made you angry?"

"Really angry?"

"Aren't you going to go to dinner with me tonight?"

Camille rubbed her hair, then immediately replied, "Sorry, I just got up, I'm not mad, of course I'll go with you tonight."

The other side returned a reassuring expression: "It's good that you're not angry, you don't have to come over to keep me company during the day, I'll walk around Hance City alone, see you tonight."

"Okay."

She tapped down two words before lifting the covers and getting up.

The curtains in the bedroom were also closed tightly, so if I hadn't looked at the time I wouldn't have known what time it was.

and changed the phone's password and

finish her breakfast, then this

so late. When she returned to the office, Yessica also came in immediately with the drawing materials, and Yessica looked at her with a

that you feel too tired lately

I'm telling the truth, you're really extraordinarily beautiful today, it just feels a bit like

Love?

love nourished like the brain, the mind

and when she saw her reaction, she was even more sure: "Wow, Ms. Armstrong, are you really in

"No."

revealing pink bubbles, Ms. Armstrong, have I ever seen your boyfriend?" Yessica was so excited that she was a little girl who had discovered someone else's secret and was

see Mr. Walker's eyes do

"Yessica, don't you have to work? Gossiping about your boss during work hours I think you don't want to keep hanging

to imagine that she and Ayan were married,

bright and beautiful, but at the moment she has a cold face, delicate and beautiful face

these materials, and I'll send them to Mr. Moss at the construction site after you've gone over

it first and get back to you if I have

then I'll go

pursed her lips, not even daring to breathe again, she coyly left the office and

eyes, the corners of the mouth hooked up helpless light smile,

the artwork and was busy

a reservation for la fondue, and the two ate inside the office, with Preston not saying a

those marks were for. His gaze became deep and dark as he

do you ask

She didn't feel any better, after all, he didn't love her, so what was the point of having

Preston did not directly poke,

love me." Camille said warmly, a trace of sadness slipped

Preston gave a low muffled sound, then

both she and Preston could see the note on the screen, and she frowned slightly before picking

"Hello?"

the office?

"Hmm."

don't you get

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