My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 96

Albert smiled lightly as he said, "No reason, just a man's intuition."

Camille wrinkled her nose slightly: "How do you know what it's like to love someone when you've never been in love?"

"Cami, are you questioning my vision as a man?"

"I'm not questioning your vision, I just don't think you can read Ayan's mind."

"So did you forget what my major was in college?"

He asked lightly, and Camille was silent.

Because she knew that Albert studied psychology in college.

Albert looked at her and smiled, "You and Ayan are getting a divorce just because of Eileen?"

"He said he would marry her."

"Just like that?"

"Isn't that enough?" Camille's face changed slightly, and her tone was a bit warm: "Since you have to marry someone righteously, isn't it because of love?"

"That's just the reason from your point of view, but what about a man who wants to marry a woman not just for love, but also for duty or some kind of purpose?"

Camille was confused by Albert's words. Even responsibility is responsibility because of love, how can one have responsibility if one does not love?

As for some kind of purpose, what purpose could it be?

Camille just smiled and said no more.

Albert also did not continue to say, after all, feelings and marriage matters only as the parties involved in each other is the most clear understanding.

Albert said, "Come up with me, Peter asked me to bring you special products, my mother also personally made you your favorite snacks, I did not bother to bring the plane, directly by mail, just received this afternoon."

"It's still the teacher and the teacher's mother who are good to me, look at you, you come empty-handed and I have to be your driver, it's chilling to think about."

"You little girl is this a rebellion?"

"Don't be mean to me, and watch out for being kicked out of the house by the teacher again."

Camille grunted softly and pushed open the car door to follow Albert into the hotel's front door.

To hedge her bets, Camille didn't even go in the doorway of the room; she stood in the doorway and said to Albert, "You get your stuff out, and I won't go in."

Albert: "????"

Camille said, "It's late, it's not good to be photographed, I'm married after all."

"OK, married status stand here and so on."

Albert gave her a faint look, then turned into the room with a bag of specialties and handed it to her, "Hurry up and go, married status."

"Why don't you get some rest early and have dinner together tomorrow?"

"Haven't you already eaten?"

"He wants to invite you to have a meal together."

She looked at Albert and explained.

Albert frowned slightly, his voice low with laughter, "Invite me to dinner? In what capacity? Your husband?"

Camille doesn't say anything, just looks at him.

Albert added, "And in what capacity am I? Your mother's family?"

"Are you going to eat it or not?"

"Eat, Mr. Simpson treats me to a treat, of course I want to be honored, let him personally come to pick me up?"

Camille didn't answer, just gave him a faint look: "Do your fans know that you look like this in private?"

Albert in private and in public and in front of the screen is completely like two people, also do not know those who call him God if they know that he looks like this can still continue to fan.

Camille finished and turned to leave without waiting for his response.

Looking at her back, Albert hooked his lips into a smile and lightly instructed, "Drive safely."

"Camille , you and Albert are in the news, someone on the internet uploaded a video of you and Albert going back to the hotel last night, as well as photos and videos of you spending time together in the past two days, you are being treated as Albert's scandalous object."

The call came from Preston.

Camille tightened her brow, she subconsciously looked at Ayan and understood that his phone call just now was also related to this matter.

She pursed her lips, her voice a little serious: "Okay, I get it."

Preston asked, "Albert's old fans are a bit overwhelmed and reacting a bit, so don't come to the office for a while, I'm worried it will be dangerous."

"Good."

"Also, do you see the need to contact Albert's side for clarification?"

"Well, I'll ask first."

Camille's voice trails off, just wanting to get off the phone.

"Camille , it's okay, it's just a misunderstanding, clear it up and it's okay, so don't worry, I'm always there."

Preston reassured her carefully, and Camille responded in kind, before ending the call.

She put down her phone and looked faintly at Ayan : "Ayan , I went back to the hotel with Albert last night to get special products, Albert's parents asked him to bring them, I didn't even go in his room door, if you don't believe me, go to the hotel and investigate the surveillance."

She also guarded against this, but still let it be photographed.

Camille is a bit annoyed.

Not afraid of anything, just do not want to give Albert trouble, after all, after he retired from any news, which is why more people pay attention to him, because he also belongs to an era of nostalgia, she did not want to spoil the.

Ayan's face is faint, and his voice is not warm: "Contact Albert to clarify, and ask him to produce the evidence that you are only friends for many years publicly."

Before Camille could respond to his words, the phone rang again.

It's Ayan's.

His brow furrowed slightly and his deep eyes glanced at Camille , then answered again, "Speak."