My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 136

Camille looked at him, and without waiting for her answer, Sienna closed the door directly behind her.

That's all it took to turn Carter away.

She was across the door, but also did not forget to say: "Mr. Simpson , you better hurry up, if the hot search that Miss Khan may have to be group attack again."

Camille couldn't help but laugh.

Sienna made a face at her, and then pulled her back to the living room: "It is rumored that you two have divorced, and he does not know to avoid suspicion, and at this time he still wants to keep in touch with Eileen, you say he refuses to divorce while he can not let go of Eileen, is he deliberately using Eileen to stimulate you? "

"Are you saying the opposite? You can't turn black and white just because you're my best friend, right? He clearly used me to stimulate Eileen on purpose ."

If you really want to stimulate her you don't even need to use such a way.

As long as he had the slightest hint of heart or fondness, why would she be so determined to get a divorce as she is now?

Camille smiled helplessly, the bitterness in her heart did not say.

Sienna sighed, lifted her hand to hold her shoulders, then sighed again and murmured, "Cry if you want to, it's okay after crying, it's no big deal, eyes open and close tomorrow something new to start, a man only, nothing big, there's not much in this world, there are plenty of men."

Camille is really laughing now.

Can't help but laugh, and laugh out loud.

She said, "Are you comforting me or pulling and stepping on me?"

Sienna tilted her head against her shoulder and said breathlessly, "Think of it as another lesson from someone who has been there!"

"So still not going to tell me your story with that boat mate boyfriend?"

"Gee don't ask again, I'll be shy."

"That's enough from you."

Sienna won't talk, and Camille won't ask any further.

She would have said it sooner or later if she wanted to.

But she was getting curious about who Sienna's shipmate's boyfriend really was.

.......

Around eleven o'clock at night.

In the brightly lit club room, two men nestled in the sofa clinked their glasses.

He narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "What does she want? To ignore me because I broke off the partnership? And she's got some kind of best friend back here, with a bunch of nonsensical reasoning."

"What do you think she means when she won't even let me in the door?"

"Carter, are you in love with Camille? Why is it all the tone of a resentful husband?"

"You're overthinking it." Carter indifferently Ni glanced at Rex, who was sipping his drink, his eyes shining with a deep, high level of mystery.

Mentally murmuring and repeating, "In love with Camille?"

How?

She is his wife, as long as sitting in this seat, no matter love or not love should not affect his emotions?

So what to talk about love or not love?

Carter's heart crossed with a burst of determination, but somewhere deep inside there was something unspoken.

Rex just laughed and didn't continue to tease him.

The two men sipped their drinks quietly, and Carter, seeing Rex in a bad mood, asked lightly, "What's wrong with you?"

He sighed and put down his glass, then murmured, "That playgirl has been making moves lately."

"....."

"The playgirl who dumped you?"

"Carter, why just say you can be more polite and not poke me directly in the wound like that?"

Rex sighed helplessly.

"Do not ah, once a year, this year I will prepare for you, to ensure that you are satisfied, to give you a surprise?"

Rex took it directly.

Carter did not take it to heart, just as he casually said, because he also did not have much interest in the matter.

All he could think about now was how to get Camille to comply with his wishes?

He was silent for a long time before picking up his phone to call Kian.

He said in a low voice, "Find out who Camille's best friend is. Find out who she is and find something to keep her away from Camille."

Just thinking about Sienna Carter gives me a headache.

It's annoying as hell.

Likewise, Sienna is troubled at the moment.

Camille went to take a shower, and she lounged on the couch, hugging her knees, the phone clutched in her hand kept ringing, but she didn't even answer it.

It wasn't until the phone automatically called off that she got a glimpse of a reaction.

But the next second, the phone rang again, fingers subconsciously clicked down to answer, and then did not dare not speak: "Hello?"

"Why did you go to Hance City? Don't you know that person in Hance City? Sienna, are you afraid of death and want to take the initiative to send up?"

The man on the other end of the phone is full of anger and low growl.

Sienna, however, said flatly, "What are you talking about? I'm just here to see Cami."

"It better be bullshit on my part, give you a week and if you don't come back, I'll come find you myself."

Then without waiting for her response, the call was simply hung up.

Sienna pursed her lips, her eyes floating with a thick layer of haze so that people can not see through the bottom.

This night, some people have no dreams, but some people have a hard time sleeping.