My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 210

Ayan didn't hide anything, his gaze always looking straight into Camille's eyes.

His low voice said faintly, "If the competition affects your mood causing you to wander off to make things turn out the way they are between us, then I think there is indeed little need for you to continue to participate."

"So are you threatening me?"

Camille questioned indifferently.

Ayan just said, "It's not a threat, it's a reminder that you're pregnant right now and getting angry and affecting your own mood is not good for you or the baby, so I'm giving you time to think about it, hmm?"

"Is it bad for the baby or is it bad for me and the baby?"

Camille smiled faintly, but the arc of the smile was almost invisible.

Ayan said with a sullen face, "You think I let you out of the game because of the baby?"

"Isn't it?"

"Camille, even without this child, if you were like this I would not have agreed to your participation in this competition."

"Ayan, it's true that this competition is organized by Simpson Group, but the participating designers are all on their own merit. You made me withdraw from the competition before I even started, are you really doing this for my own good or are you just looking for a grand excuse because you are afraid that my participation in the competition will be bad for the baby?"

Although she had always known that Ayan had been almost submissive to her after learning she was pregnant, she still felt very unspeakable being reminded of it so clearly herself.

Deep inside, it is as if an inexplicable emotion is at work to make her heart particularly gloomy.

The two men argued and the atmosphere became increasingly gloomy.

Ayan's attitude was insistent, but Camille was equally unyielding.

His meaning was simple and clear, but her attitude was also clear and unambiguous.

Finally because Ayan's cell phone rang so the argument did not continue, he went to the window to answer the phone, look slightly serious, but Camille also did not listen carefully, he came at this point, obviously to pick her up from work, so she also did not continue to work, but closed the computer, organize the file.

Ayan finished answering the phone, he went back to his desk and looked at her, his words were still very light but revealed a tone that could not be denied: "Camille, I've reminded you many times, you'd better keep your distance from Preston, he is not pure-minded, not as good as you see on the surface."

Camille wrinkled her nose and wondered why he had suddenly brought the subject back up again. If so, now that you've said your piece, you can go."

"Camille!"

"Ayan, what exactly do you want me to do? Do I have to be manipulated by you like a puppet? If that's really the case then I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it."

Camille's words are weak, but the determination and stubbornness in her eyes cannot be ignored.

The topic did not continue, the two left the office together out of the company, until the car did not have any further conversation.

The journey back to the apartment was silent.

The aunt had already made dinner and saw that the two were not in a good mood, so she went back to the Simpson's manson and casually mentioned it to Talia, who immediately had her driver send her over to the apartment.

Talia this is the first time to come over, because grandmother's health reasons, until now also did not officially meet with grandmother.

This time she came over, although it was already a little late, but she had specially prepared a gift.

When Talia knocked on the door, Camille and Ayan froze in their tracks.

Ayan wrinkled his brow, "What brings you here?"

"I came to see Camille and Grandma, why? You can come and I can't?" Talia glared at him, carried her things and headed inside.

Camille also heard the sound of voices and immediately got up and walked over: "Mom, why didn't you tell me you were coming? Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, you don't have to worry about me, I just came to see you and Grandma."

"Grandma is across the street, I'll take you there now?"

"No rush, you can have dinner first, and I'll take a tour, how about that?"

Talia asked softly and Camille nodded her head, meaning it was a yes.

Talia hurriedly said, "Grandmother, you give me an answer, your side agreed, we two families will have a meal together, and discuss the date set."

"We'll have to see Camille and Ayan and the two of them on that one."

"Camille side is not yet listen to you, as for Ayan, we the Simpson family always listen to the elders, after all, there are the old Simpson above, it is not his turn to make the decision."

This definitely directly deprived Ayan of the right to make a decision, and at this moment, Mr. Simpson, who was high up in the Simpson Group, was humbled to the dust.

Grandma would only smile and then look at Camille: "Camille, what is your opinion on what your mother asked? What do you think?"

Grandma has always made her own decisions about Camille's education.

Camille lowered her eyes, her face as warm and light as water, she said lightly: "Mom, I'm pregnant now, there is no rush for the wedding, right? Even if it's set now, it's only set for a time, but time doesn't run, so there's no rush, right?"

"How can we not be anxious? Picking the time, preparing for the wedding, and ordering the wedding dress and the wine list, the cuisine and whatnot and a whole lot more, it's not enough to count!" Talia responded in a hurry.

After Talia finished, she hurriedly looked at Ayan: "Ayan, you also give a response, what do you think?"

"I thought you said my thoughts didn't matter?"

"Don't you talk poorly to me, what do you think?"

Ayan looked lightly at Camille and spoke warmly, "I can do both."

"How do you call it all okay?"

"It's just that the wedding can be held anytime."

Talia was satisfied: "Camille, listen to this, Ayan can't wait."

"Mom, I still think there's no need to rush, let's wait until the baby is born, after all, we don't know how things are going to be in the future?"

Camille murmured a response without any expression.