My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 263

Camille did not care at all that the call was still going on, a face as flat as water looking at Ayan, but otherwise no extra ripples.

Looking at each other, Ayan asked in a low voice, "Don't want to forgive her so you want to hold her accountable?"

"Ayan ......"

Eileen also immediately panicked when she heard this, far more so than when Camille had just said she would sue her.

But she didn't even have time to speak, Camille had already spoken up and interrupted.

"Yes, do not want to forgive, if you do something wrong can apologize to solve, then also need the police and the law as a pendulum?"

Camille spoke in a reticent manner, but her eyes never left Ayan, she looked very carefully, not wanting to miss any expression or look on his face.

As for her mind, Ayan probably knows it too, right?

He let her look, his voice never rushing, "What will it take for you to give her a chance?"

"Ayan, are you pleading with me on her behalf?"

"Not really, just wondering what's on your mind?"

He remained warm and light, unable to see any emotion or ripple.

Camille's heart is a bit mixed, the subconscious thought is Ayan so is not trying to speak for Eileen?

She frowned slightly, "I will not forgive this matter no matter who pleads for mercy."

After her words, Eileen's voice followed: "Ayan ..... Ayan I really didn't mean to do it, Camille is trying to push me to the edge like this, huh? I told you, I was just misled by those reporters, I already apologized to her, what more does she want?"

Camille had a cold face, then reached out and snatched the phone out of Ayan's hand and pressed hang up to end the call.

Ayan was fascinated by her series of actions, she did not speak, he was also silent, the atmosphere in the car is a little too quiet, quiet to make people feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially Kian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was fidgeting, feeling that he shouldn't be in the car at the moment, but outside of it.

Ayan handed the phone back to Kian and instructed him to drive back to the apartment.

After the car started, the two people in the back seat remained silent.

Camille also looked sideways out of the window and kept asking, "Is he upset because he hung up on Eileen?"

The door gently closed, she stood at the entrance and was changing her shoes, did not have time to put them on yet, people have been directly against the wall, followed by the fall of the man's warm lips.

He held her face, not giving her any chance to hide.

He moved very lightly and gently for a long time, until she was about to lose her breath when this was released.

He rested his head against her forehead and whispered, "Upset?"

She doesn't say anything.

Ayan hooked his lips again and smiled, "Jealous and angry?"

Camille wrinkled her brow.

"Shouldn't I be mad at Eileen for what she said? She did that on purpose and pretended to apologize in the hope that I would forgive her?"

The more I talk about it, the more I want to get angry.

Ayan stroked her hair and looked into her eyes without the slightest emotion, and when she finished, he then said, "Well, you're right, so we don't forgive her, huh?"

"You do?"

"Of course, I'm willing to do whatever you want."

He said it seriously, not like a joke.

Camille also saw a hint of doting in his eyes.