My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 208

Camille didn't answer, just gave him a faint look and said, "I thought you said you were out to dinner with Rex and the others, why did you come back so soon?"

"Just about to go out, do you want to come with me?"

"I won't go." She and Rex had some unpleasant arguments because of Sienna, and it had been a long time since they had met, so it should be quite awkward to meet, so let's forget it.

Ayan seemed to have read her mind, and his thin lips revealed a light smile: "Afraid of being embarrassed to see him?"

"No, it's just that seeing him would make him feel sorry for Sienna."

Ayan knew it was just an excuse for her to refuse, so he didn't continue to let her go along.

He gazed at Camille for a few seconds without moving, then asked lightly, "What happened at the Armstrong family? Aren't you going to tell me about it?"

Camille pursed her lips slightly, looked at Ayan with a faint expression, and then told Ayan about her inner turmoil and speculation.

He said, "So you suspected something was wrong with Elijah and asked your dad about it too and all you got was a back-bite?"

Camille narrowed her eyes without answering and said in a tone that was barely warm, "Would it be thinly veiled if I stopped interfering in the affairs of the Armstrong family?"

Ayan stared at her not stunning but very durable face, his deep eyes were warm and light, and his voice was low and deep: "You have done enough, even if you let go completely now no one will say you are wrong."

Camille just smiled and didn't continue the conversation, she said, "It's late, you'd better hurry to see Rex."

Ayan took a deep look at her to make sure she was really okay before he went out.

After hearing the door close, Camille then leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling.

She suddenly remembered something. Eileen hadn't contacted Ayan recently.

The two seem to have broken off contact.

Is it really broken?

She casually picked up her phone and searched Eileen's topic on Weibo, and learned that Eileen was in closed training for the concert.

To her further surprise, Eileen's studio has been disbanded and she is now part of the Simpson Group's entertainment company.

In other words, all her resources are given by Ayan.

At that moment, Camille's heart overflowed with a self-deprecating sneer, because of recent events, she had always thought that some changes were taking place between her and Ayan, but now it seems that these changes were just ridiculous ideas that she had created.

She pursed her lips and reminded herself not to let the momentary illusion confuse her eyes and heart.

But other than that, she still has to thank Ayan for helping her a lot recently.

But the more she did so, the more she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart, and she murmured to herself, "Camille, Camille, what are you imagining? Reality is reality, how can imagination come true?"

But what is the reason for the tenderness and care he has shown recently?

Is it really just simply for the sake of the children?

Camille's heart was extraordinarily empty when she couldn't get an answer.

She began to avoid Ayan in particular. She was afraid of losing herself to his goodness and falling in without warning once again, and in order not to spend so much time with Ayan, she found excuses not to let Ayan take her to the office.

She waited for Ayan to leave before driving off on her own.

Ayan also realized that Camille was distancing herself from him again, but he couldn't recall having upset her recently. On this day after work, Ayan went straight to Camille's office, not having greeted her in advance, but suddenly.

At the company, Camille is going over the designs of the company's employees' competition assistants with Preston.

The two selected the best three drafts from a dozen drafts without looking at the names based on their sense and professionalism, and then sent the drafts directly to Kate, the designer, in front of all the participating employees.

In addition to Yessica, the other two are male and have the best potential and unique style in their profession.

Three people were selected, and the others were convinced without any complaints.

So it was only logical that the three would become Camille's assistants in the architectural competition.

Camille told the girls, "You guys have been working hard lately, so take the next two days off and then we'll get ready to officially start the tournament thing."

The three men looked at each other and nodded their heads in a hurry.

Camille also said: "After officially entering the competition stage, one thing must be noted, any things and things related to the competition work can not be said to the fifth person in addition to us, during the competition and the work related to the scrap also have to be the first time to shred, once there is suspected of plagiarism and plagiarism, then we face the risk of being withdrawn from the competition, so understand Understand?"

She said extremely serious and serious, the three also immediately strict, this is not a small matter, so everyone is very careful to pay attention to the careful.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Camille let them leave the office before hearing Preston whisper, "Cami, aren't you being too careful? It's all company people, we all know each other very well now, there won't be any accidents."

"But who can say what the design is?"

Camille said lightly.

Preston was also quick to agree: "Well, then, let's do what you think."

Camille had already planned that she would draw up a contract for the three to sign during the official entry into the competition, so that it was also a precautionary measure and not a mistrust of anyone.

Camille walks over to her desk and sits down. Preston notices that her face is slightly pale and her emotions seem a little tight.

He asked in a low voice, "Cami, I haven't seen him drive you to work for the past two days, did you have a fight?"

Camille gave a slight pause, looked subconsciously at Preston, and said faintly, "No."

Preston's eyes narrowed slightly, he saw the distancing in Camille's face, he didn't know when the irrevocable change between them had begun.

He asked, "Cami, do you have something against me?"

Camille stared at him, "Preston, what gave you that idea?"

"I feel that you have been very cold to me lately, it feels like we don't have any interactions anymore except for work matters, whether as a friend or a partner you are deliberately keeping your distance from me, so it makes me think that way."

Preston stared at her for a moment, his dark eyes seemed to carry a sense of pressure that made her feel compelled.

Camille slightly narrowed her lips, her eyes then looked away, she laughed lightly: "Preston, you think too much, I did not can keep distance and cold with you, just think that my current status with any opposite sex to keep distance is right, after all, I am now married also pregnant with a child, so ......"

"Cami, so you're really not going to separate from him? Because of the baby you want to commit yourself to stay with someone who doesn't love you for the rest of your life?" The more Preston said, the more emotional he became, and his voice inadvertently increased in tone: "Did he force you to forbid you to divorce? If he really did this you can sue for divorce, even if you divorce with the child is also able to meet your happiness."

"What is the happiness that belongs to her? Is it following you?" Suddenly, without waiting for Camille to speak, a male voice interjected.