My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 118

Camille frowned and said lightly, "You think too much, I just went out for a walk, I've been home for two days doing nothing."

She can not exercise, but the baby in her belly needs to breathe and relax.

Of course, she wouldn't say that to Carter.

Carter gauged her expression and gaze, and in the next second responded, "Go on then."

Camille withdraws her gaze, then pulls open the door and walks out.

What she didn't expect was for Carter to follow her out the door and then close it before her.

Camille looked at him in disbelief, and before she could say anything, she heard a low, manly voice: "Not for a walk? Let's go."

"......"

Camille wrinkled his brow, he had walked over and pressed the elevator.

Camille sauntered over to stand beside him and asked in a low voice, "You're going too?"

"I can't go?"

"No."

She pursed her lips lightly and did not speak again.

The two took the elevator downstairs and walked along the apartment to the lake, which is only a few hundred meters away. The wind was a little cool at night, but it was extraordinarily comfortable on the body.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder, neither took the initiative to break the silence.

It was getting dark, and as we passed a nearby supermarket, Camille looked over at Carter and said, "I'm going to get something, so if you don't want to go in, wait here for a minute?"

"Come along."

He faintly dropped a sentence, has taken the lead to lift the foot.

Camille was a little surprised and rushed to follow.

The two walked into the supermarket, Carter looked at the crowded infield frowned slightly wrinkled, but only a flash and then returned to normal.

Camille pushed her shopping cart over to him, "I'm going to get some milk for tomorrow morning."

"Hmm."

Carter followed her without any communication the whole time.

His body is long and upright, a handsome face reserved indifferent, without any extra expression, but will also make people feel very distant and bad, but even so, still attracts the attention of many young girls.

He even blushed and whispered to his friends around him: "So handsome! Although very cold, but so like! I wonder if there is a girlfriend? So want to go to ask for a contact, maybe also can fight a little opportunity."

"Go go go! Don't miss the opportunity to be bold and have a boyfriend in your hands."

"......"

Although the voice is very soft and small, but Carter still heard, the face instantly became low cold, deep eyes also flooded with a thick chill.

He swept a light glance at the two girls, then his gaze went to Camille, who was holding two bottles of milk for comparison. She had a ponytail today, with her broken hair falling over her cheeks, revealing her fine white neck, her shoulders flat and legs long, and her face bright and pretty.

Even though Camille was dressed simply and casually at the moment, he couldn't help but think that the rouges didn't deserve to be compared to her.

His long legs, directly behind Camille, and then stretched out his hands from under the arms of the person half in the arms to take the milk in her hands, voice low: "like it, then both of them."

Then he smoothly put it into the shopping cart.

The two girls on the side instantly blushed with embarrassment, and even more quickly covered their faces and whispered, "People have girlfriends, let's go quickly!"

Then hastily turned away to blend into the crowd.

Camille also saw the scene and instantly understood that some people attract butterflies even when they are standing there.

But she only looked at it and then withdrew her gaze to take out one of the bottles of milk from the car and put it back into the fresh area, and then said lightly, "You can't have both because you like them, even if you buy them at home, they may not be suitable."

She was even less sure what Carter was trying to do?

He was the one who wanted the divorce in the beginning, but now he doesn't seem too happy about it.

Is it because they didn't fulfill their promise to Eileen to give her a child that belongs between them?

Thinking about it made Camille's heart ache like a pin prick.

But she did not show it, continued to shop with him in the fruit section, bought some fruits with higher vitamins, and then this walked to the cashier area.

When paying the checkout, the cashier picked up the scanner and looked directly at Carter: "Hello, 299 in total."

Carter's brow furrowed and he subconsciously looked at Camille.

Camille hastily opened her phone's payment code and said to the cashier, "Scan me."

"Understood, strict tutor." The cashier laughed, lazy to see such a handsome and beautiful men and women, surprisingly did not expect to look handsome even if, or a strict wife, indeed, good-looking women are still powerful.

After the purchase, the cashier took out the shopping bag to help load the things: "The things are a little heavy, the gentleman must not want the lady to carry it by herself, right?"

Carter was silent the whole time, and Camille certainly didn't expect him to be, after all, Mr. Simpson's hand would only be sitting in the Simpson Group's top floor office with a pen in hand signing hundreds of millions of dollars in contracts.

But she was just about to reach for the shopping bag when a bony hand had already lifted it first.

Camille just gave a beat, then followed him out of the supermarket.

The back of the two also attracted the cashier and colleagues softly exclaimed: "Who does not want such a boyfriend?"

........

It was almost nine o'clock when I got back to my apartment.

Carter looked at the time and then asked with some emotional displeasure, "You've been going out for walks until this late in the day for the past few days since you moved out?"