My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 57

The old Simpson looked at her with a kindly face: "Cami, he is not good enough for you, is he? You do not have to answer me, I know in my heart, if good enough for you, you will not want to divorce, let alone even have a child are hidden, as a husband, he failed."

"We at the Simpsons have always focused on relationships, neither I had any couple issues with his grandmother or his mom and dad, and I, an old man, wonder if he was held in the wrong arms?"

the old Simpson smiled a far-fetched smile.

Camille looked guilty and upset and she said, "Grandpa, don't say that, it's not entirely his fault, it's just that we're not right for each other."

"You don't have to speak for him, he grew up with me, I know him better than anyone else, Cami, your refusal to give him a chance is his biggest failure, as for whether to tell him you make your own decision, no matter what the outcome, grandpa is all for you."

Camille was silent.

Telling Ayan would mean that it would be impossible to draw a complete line in the sand in the event of a divorce.

Wouldn't she be too selfish if she didn't say anything?

Camille is in a dilemma.

After a long time she said, "Okay, grandpa I know."

"Good boy, commiserate with you."

The old Simpson was full of heartache.

Camille smiles and shakes her head.

Because the old Simpson had to take his medication, Camille came out first.

She closed the door and was just about to walk forward when an upright figure suddenly came out from around the corner and blocked her way.

Four eyes locked and she was the first to look away.

Ayan stared at her with rapt attention, "What did you talk to Grandpa about?"

"Didn't talk about anything."

"Really?"

He looked unconvinced.

Camille suddenly thought of just the old Simpson questioned him about the car accident, the emotions at the bottom of her heart rose, she tilted her head and looked at him indifferently: "You do not believe me there is no way, anyway, no matter what I said, in your heart are behind the act of snitching, after all, you have a car accident for Eileen in your heart is also I talk to Grandpa and mom and dad tattletale let Eileen in their hearts the image is even worse."

She was full of barbs.

Ayan frowned and said, "I haven't even said anything and you're already putting all the guilt on me, Camille, when did you become so eloquent?"

"What difference does it make if you say it or not? The look in your eyes and the thoughts in your heart are already certain."

"You know what's on my mind?"

"I don't know."

He leaned closer and closer, hanging his head to her ear and whispered, "I shouldn't have doubted you, I was overthinking, don't be angry, OK?"

He murmured a soft coaxing that made her stiffen.

He is always like this, so gentle as to be misunderstood.

If it was not clear that he was full of Eileen, every time he was gentle as water she would have mistaken him for loving her.

Camille lowered her head and pursed her lips.

When she didn't respond, Ayan asked in a low voice, "Are you mad at me?"

"No."

She responded lightly.

I don't know if Ayan believed it or not, but he didn't pursue it any further.

The old Simpson didn't mention Eileen afterwards, which made Ayan think more and more that Camille had said something to make the old Simpson stop talking about him.

The two men had dinner at the Simpson's manson, and it was getting late, the old Simpson let them leave after the recent changeable weather.

Eileen was also at the side, she saw Ayan looking at Camille with a gentle face, her heart felt bad, also followed and said: "Ayan, Camille is right, why don't I leave my work and go with you to the office first? I can also take care of you if there is anything."

"No, I'll take care of it."

He declined, his eyes still on Camille, but she had already changed her shoes and was ready to go out.

Because of Eileen's interruption, Camille stopped talking.

The three of them went out together.

Ayan couldn't drive because of his foot, so Kian came to pick him up, Eileen ditched the car, and Camille drove herself.

The two cars left Hanyama Manson one after the other and separated at the entrance.

Camille looked at the car through the rearview mirror and watched it fade away, with an indescribable taste in his heart.

She pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze to look ahead and drove to the office.

At 9:00 a.m., Camille arrived at Simpson Group with the Fumiko Estate project manager to submit the architectural drawings, and if there were no problems, the contract would be signed and ready to begin construction.

The Simpson Group project manager came out to greet her and took her to the conference room with the Fumiko Estate project manager.

There was no need to alert Ayan, but Camille arrived at the Simpson Group and was seen by Kian.

Kian first told Ayan: "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson came to the office and submitted the drawings with Fumiko Estate."

"Already here?"

"Well, just got into the conference room."

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the pen and documents in his hand, then got up and said lightly: "Then let's take a look at it while we have nothing to do now, so we can also see if there are any problems with the drawings in advance?"

The words fell, he had already lifted his feet towards the door.

Kian looked at the mountain of papers on his desk with a questioning face, this is called nothing to do?