My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 235

The kiss went on for a long time until Camille lost her breath and he stopped.

His breath was short, his eyes were black and his voice was hoarse. "You've been so cold to me ever since Sienna got here. Tonight, you can tell her she can go back to Flento City. I don’t want to see you anymore. "

Camille asked him helplessly, "you use her, and then you kicked her out?"

"She's always with you."

His voice was deep, with a hint of pride.

Camille pressed his lips slightly. "We're good friends."

"Good friends do everything together?"

"What about you? Haven't you and Sophia been the same lately? I haven't said anything about you working together every day."

She made an offhand comparison.

Ayan smiled and said, "jealous?"

"No."

She denied it casually.

He looked at her face. His bony fingers pinched her chin, and his thin lips framed a smile. "Really no or you don't want to admit it?"

"Do you want me to be jealous?" she asked curiously, meeting his gaze.

"Are you jealous?"

"Ayan, it's not attractive for a man to make girls jealous. Don't you think a good man shouldn't make girls jealous?"

She raised her eyebrows with a slight smile in her eyes. Ayan pinched her chin and smiled. "So, I'm not a good man if I make you jealous?"

"I didn't say that. "

He put on a deeper smile and widened his eyes. "If you don’t want to be jealous," he said, "keep an eye on me, will you?"

"Keep an eye on him."

Camille was speechless and didn't know what he meant.

In the end, she didn't answer the question. She never wanted to control Ayan. After all, he always was more controlling in their relationship. Even after she said she wanted a divorce, she didn't want to ask him to do anything.

In order to complete the project design as soon as possible, Camille went to the construction site almost every day. She not only had to draw the drafts but also had to check each batch of materials with Mr. Moss.

After that, she had to take the drawings to Simpson Group and show them to Ayan.

However, for three consecutive days, every time she went to Simpson Group, she would see Sophia. Sometimes Sophia was still sitting on the chair behind the desk, and sometimes she was sitting on the sofa with Ayan. They had endless topics.

At about 5 o 'clock in the afternoon, she arrived at Simpson Group again. She had already been there in the morning. This time, she came here not for business but to ask Ayan to go to the hospital with her to see her grandmother.

When Camille arrived at the door of the office, Kian immediately stood up and said, "Mrs. Armstrong, you are here."

"Is Ayan still busy?"

"Well, Mr. Simpson and Mr. Benson are talking about the project."

"Is that so? I'll wait here, then."

Kian nodded and suggested that Camille could go sit in the lounge and wait, but Camille refused.

She waited for nearly half an hour before the door was opened. Ayan and Sophia came out together. Sophia smiled and said to Ayan, "we didn't get home drunk that night. You owe me..."