My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 87

"I didn't, Ayan , how could I blame you, that incident was my problem in the first place, I shouldn't have asked my agent to invite you over to pick me up, I know you're a public and private person, I'm the one who shouldn't be like this ......."

"Well, it's in the past, so let's not bring it up again, huh?"

He interrupted her with a warm face and little expression.

Eileen nodded her head and said with a gentle light smile, "Ayan , then you can not be angry, I promise there will not be a next time. "

"Hmm." He hmmed lightly, then he asked, "What did you remember last night?"

Eileen met his gaze with an unchanged face as she said, "I seem to remember that the man had a tattoo on his arm, a dragon hovering over his entire arm."

"How can you suddenly remember a scene in such detail?"

"Maybe because I swiped to a video about tattoos, so it suddenly came to me."

The two eyes locked, Ayan eyes faint, he did not say a word faintly stared at Eileen.

Eileen was uncomfortable with the hawk-like keen eyes, her eyes flickered slightly and she asked in a light voice: "Ayan, why are you looking at me like this? Don't you trust me?"

"Of course not, I'm just recalling if I've ever seen or known someone like you're talking about."

"And is there one?"

She gazed at Ayan and asked in a whisper.

"Not sure yet." Ayan moved away to look elsewhere, he suddenly remembered something, then spoke: "Eileen, your situation I consulted some experts in this area, some things you may remember, but because of the stimulation of the brain so transient forgetting, but we can through the psychiatrist to re-recall, these two days you arrange a time, I will accompany you I'll go with you to see a psychiatrist, huh?"

Eileen's face, which had always had a gentle smile, stiffened slightly, but otherwise there was nothing different.

As for Ayan's proposal, she also nodded her head: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Ayan , I'll do whatever you say."

He, too, made a low muffled sound, and then said nothing more.

Eileen took a sip of the water he poured and asked softly, "Ayan, is there any news from Albert? Why no response for so long, is he unwilling?"

"I've put Kian in charge of contacting them." Ayan said, getting up and going to his desk to dial the intercom: "Any news from Albert?"

Kian also just received the news, and quickly told Ayan the result: "Mr. Simpson, I just received a call, Albert is coming to Hance City, I have arranged to have dinner with him tomorrow night, I have booked a private room in Darkmoor for him."

"Well, have you arranged where he's staying?"

"This he did not disclose, I also inconvenient to ask more otherwise cause him discomfort rather than good."

"You watch."

Ayan hung up the internal line, his face was warm and light, he turned to look at Eileen, she had also gotten up and walked over.

Eileen asked with some excitement, "Albert is coming to Hance City?"

"Hmm."

"Ayan , you are so kind to me, I didn't think Albert would want to meet with me."

Eileen was thrilled that if Albert was not only a famous lyricist and songwriter, he had also released a single that had dominated the top of the charts for just one minute and no one had broken the record so far.

He is the legend and king of the song circle, can climb with him, not only can be mixed in the future road, but also can make the current popular ones look up to.

Eileen was very excited at the thought of that image, and she took Ayan's arm happily, exuding pleasure all over her body.

Ayan looked at her, the handsome face reveals a little stiff, the mind subconsciously recalls a woman because of a long-lost friend's phone call and happy as if to fly, that is a simple heartfelt joy, and this moment in front of this reveals the purpose of the happy is completely different.

After returning to Hanyama Manson, Camille went to take a shower and then sat down at the dresser to get ready for a quick tidy up.

Because of her pregnancy, she's basically been wearing a plain face lately. Ayan is used to it and thinks she looks better with a plain face than with makeup, so when she saw her holding an eyeliner pencil and preparing to draw eyeliner, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Without stopping, Camille replied as she drew: "Eyeliner."

Ayan frowned, his indifferent eyes sweeping over her before saying, "Camille, you're just picking up a friend at the airport, do you have to put on makeup?"

"This is the most basic quality of treating a friend, after all, it's been a long time since we've seen each other, and it would be rude to puff up your hair."

"Didn't you say you guys are close? Since you are good friends you would care about these superficial things?"

"Ayan , I was simply tidying up out of courtesy, how did it change the taste in your mouth?"

Camille felt very helpless, she did not have a particularly sophisticated dress, just a light makeup, how come he misinterpreted it as a good friend or not?

But thankfully Ayan didn't say anything after that, Camille finished her makeup and went to the checkroom to pick out her clothes. She wore a light-colored dress that was loose enough to cover certain areas, a long trench coat in the same color, and flat shoes underneath.

The last to apply an orange lipstick, five exquisite and bright features forced, even in the crowd can be picked out at a glance stunning.

With a light smile of satisfaction, she grabbed her bag and prepared to go out, "Ayan , I'm going out then?"

Ayan didn't say anything, she pursed her lips and prepared to walk out, then she heard the man behind her say, "Wait, you come here for a moment."

Camille didn't know what to expect, but did it anyway.

She just walked up to Ayan and was pulled directly into his warm arms without any mental preparation.

He lifted her chin, his handsome, compelling face pressed down and kissed her heavily on the lips.