My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Malicious Remarks

The man's voice came with a light smile, making Camille and the old Simpson both subconsciously turn back.

He had a slender body, coming slowly from the dim light as well as the bright moonlight, with a face that was handsome and fascinating.

His proximity made Camille's heart jump faster. Even after all that had happened, her heart still beat faster for him, and she knew very well that she still loved him.

Can just one-sided love last?

Not waiting for Camille to figure this out, the old Simpson's voice followed: "What? I can't even talk to Cami for a few more minutes?"

"Probably not, it's getting late, we have to go back."

Ayan looked at the time on his watch, and then he also walked to stand next to Camille, he subconsciously raised his hand and put it on her waist, the movement was natural and smooth, as if it had been done countless times.

Camille was slightly stunned, while her face kept its composure.

the old Simpson saw this scene, the smile under his eyes was flowing out, his tone to Ayan turned significantly better: "Okay, then you take Cami away."

Camille took over, "Grandpa, let me help you get into the house."

"No, I'll sit for a while to blow off steam and have them come out later to help." the old Simpson waved his hand and just urged Camille to hurry back with Ayan.

Camille then gave up and followed Ayan and the old Simpson to say goodbye before leaving.

The two got into the car and left from the Simpson's mansion.

Ayan drove, gave Camille a sideways glance, and asked, "What did you talk to Grandpa about?"

"Grandpa asks, are you treating me well?"

"So what do you say?"

Camille pursed her lips and looked faintly at Ayan: "What can I say? It's not the truth."

"What's the truth?" He pursued.

"Honestly just average, I guess."

"Average?"

"Hmm."

Camille nodded with a serious look on her face.

Ayan was exasperated, reached out and cupped her cheek, a little heavier, his voice sounded a little bit of gnashing teeth: "Camille, do you have a conscience? I'm just average to you? Hmm?"

"You're hurting me." She slapped his hand away and covered her cheek with a look of aggression, "If I knew you would do this to me, I should have told Grandpa you weren't treating me well at all."

"Heh!"

If he wasn't driving, he would really want to do something about it.

Camille, however, did not realize it in the slightest, but simply said lightly: "Grandpa said that if you were to treat me badly, he was going to change his grandson."

Ayan frowned slightly, "So what did you say?"

"What can I say? It's not like I listen to whatever Grandpa says."

"Heh, so did you listen to Grandpa when he told you to be good with me?" He stared at her with unblinking eyes, his voice low and deep.

Camille pursed her lips and made no sound.

He asked again, "Why don't you say anything?"

She looked to him confused, "Grandpa didn't say that."

Ayan narrowed his eyes, a deep indifference flooded under his eyes as he said, "Grandpa didn't say that, so you're not going to be nice with me?"

"I didn't think of it that way."

She just wondered what Ayan meant when he asked that question.

In fact, she's really confused.

Especially for this marriage, the front is a white fog, she simply can not see the future road in the end how?

So she didn't know how to respond to Ayan's question.

She took the initiative to change the subject and asked Ayan: "Ayan, what Mrs. Day said, do you think there is a certain relationship?"

"What's the word?"

He responded by revealing his displeasure.