My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 158

Eileen asked, "Ayan, if it wasn't for what happened a year ago, wouldn't you have wanted to get rid of me for good?"

Ayan did not say anything, much less responded, but just gave her a cold look.

Eileen nodded her head with extremely sadness: "I get it, I know your answer."

She raised her hand to cover her mouth and ran out crying.

But Ayan made no attempt to stop her, let alone chased up her.

His face remianed downcast and cold, and he held back his inner emotions for a while before suppressing them.

When he returned to the restaurant, Camille was already sitting at the table.

Seeing him come in, she raised her gaze and met his for a moment before saying in the next second, "Let's have a meal, the food is getting cold."

Then, without waiting for Ayan to say anything, she had already dropped her eyes and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.

Ayan sat in the seat opposite her. Neither of them took the initiative to speak, and they just kept quiet.

After a long time, until this lunch is over.

Camille then spoke lightly, "Ayan, can you help me now?"

Ayan's eyes narrowed slightly as he picked up a paper napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands, then dropped the napkin before looking up at her without expression, and then he asked without emotion or warmth, "How did you feel when you saw Eileen's actions?"

Camille was slightly stunned as the image of Eileen going to kiss him comes to mind.

In fact, she heard the sound of Eileen and Ayan's argument before going over, she heard Eileen crying and being emotional,which may caused by disagreement between them, all her attention was on their conversation, so she was not sure whether Eileen had kissed or not?

Probably she had.

After all, they were so close, and he loved Eileen so much, so they must have kissed, right?

When Camille thought of this, the bitterness that remained in her heart as if she ate a bitter melon, which could not be dispersed for a long time. Was Ayan asking how she felt about it?

She was a little confused as to what he meant?

Was he implying that she knew how to behave and didn't mind that?

She smiled bitterly at the bottom of her heart and silently told herself, "Camille , maybe it's time for you to know how to behave."

She pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment, then responded lightly, "This matter is between you and Eileen, so I have no way to give my feelings, but Ayan, don't worry, I won't bother to ruin your relationship with Eileen."

"You're being generous, aren't you?" Ayan's gaze was cold, and his handsome face was so warm and expressionless that he said soberly, "Camille, do I have to give you an award for being the most considerate wife if you're so understanding?"

His gaze was compelling, staring at her for an instant.

Camille said, expressionlessly, "Am I wrong to do this?"

She has had her share of reluctance, but what are the facts?

Every time he told her to behave, he told her very clearly that what happened between him and Eileen was their business and not hers, so she always kept that in mind.

Why is he angry instead?

Ayan responded coldly, "How can you be wrong? It's me who's wrong!"

After he finished, he just stood up and prepared to go out.

Camille immediately followed, she blocked his way and asked lightly: "Ayan, I don't know why you are asking me this question? I don't know why you're not satisfied with my answer either. But you said that the matter between you and Eileen is between you, so you want me not to interfere and interfere, and all along, I have done so, so what are you still dissatisfied with? Can you just say it and let me know?"

She looked up at Ayan, his eyes were cold, and a handsome man was as tense as a string about to break.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a gruff and cold voice, "Since you know I'm not satisfied, what makes you think I'll tell you what I'm not satisfied with? Have you shown your sincerity? You think cooking a meal for me is your sincerity? That's too cheap for me, isn't it?"

"So what do you expect me to do? No divorce? Or stay married and cover up your relationship with Eileen? Or do you want me to give you a child and pass it off as yours and Eileen's?"

Camille's emotions also became a little out of control, she stared at him in a daze, her eyes shining with an impulse that could not be suppressed.

But Ayan suddenly smiled at this point, his thin lips curved up into a curve as he said lightly, "Camille, how dare you mess with me?"

If not for the chill at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes like the white frost of winter, one must not know that his anger at the moment has reached the extreme, the breath of his body is emitting a puff of hostility.

Camille narrowed her eyes and said lightly, "I'm just being honest."

"Heh! So have you finished yet?"

Camille stopped talking and just stared at him in awe.

The next second he heard him say, "If you're done, get out of my sight right now, huh?"

His voice is low and dark, permeated with a cold night-like silence.

She knew what it meant to disappear from his sight, but she couldn't leave yet.

Camille looked at Ayan and said, "So when are you going to help me get to Rex ......."

"Looking for Rex?" Ayan repeated these words playfully, looking at her face from above with a cold look in his eyes, "Aren't you generous and understanding? I'm not in the mood, so you're just being understanding? "

"Ayan , you're not keeping your word!"

"Did I promise you that I would help you find Rex ?"

He asked back with cold eyes.

Camille took a deep breath and looked at his handsome indifferent handsome, he indeed did not promise, so there is no talk of not counting his words.

It's just that she was so anxious to put all her hopes on him that

She lightly pursed her lips, her breath was warm and light, "You are right, you did not promise me, it was me who thought too much of myself."

He narrowed his eyes, light as water: "Since you understand, now get out of my sight."

Camille was just stunned, and then there was no reason to stay any longer.

She was the one who was wrong.

Her mistake was that she shouldn't have put all her hopes on him.

She pursed her lips and wondered how she got out of Hanyama Manson, her eyes and mind were all filled with Ayan's cold, unheated look.

When Camille got back to the apartment, she went to see her grandmother and then talked with her for a while. When she looked like she was in a bad mood, her grandmother asked, "Cami, did you have a fight with him?"

By saying this, he refered who Camille knew in her heart.

To keep her grandmother from worrying, she showed a light smile and said lightly, "No, it's not because of him."

"So you and he are still planning to get a divorce?"

Grandma was aware of Camille and Ayan's divorce, because of this matter, Page specially tricked her back to the Armstrong's villa last time.

Camille just smiled lightly without showing any emotion, she said, "Grandma, don't worry, I won't be upset, just take good care of your body."

Grandma just smiled and didn't ask her much about it.

In the evening, Camille accompanied her grandmother to dinner and then went back to the apartment she lived in across the street.

Probably because of Sienna came these days, she has been used to the lively atmosphere, now feel very quiet and particularly empty and uncomfortable.

She sat dumbfounded on the couch and froze, and after a few seconds, she finally picked up her cell phone and called out.

It took a long time for the other party to answer the phone call, until when it was about to hang up automatically.

A man's warm, faint voice rang out, "Camille?"

"It's me, is it convenient to talk to me?" She asked in a low voice with pursed lips.