My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Showdown

Camille lightly pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "Where have you been? Why didn't you come back for dinner tonight?"

"I thought it didn't matter where I have been, after all, there hadn't been any calls or messages all day anyway, right?"

His response was nonchalant, with a haughty self-deprecation.

Camille smiled helplessly and said, "But you didn't call me either, did you?"

"So I have to reach out to you? And you can't come to me?"

He narrowed his eyes and questioned lightly.

Camille didn't respond, but simply asked, "Ayan, are you really going to keep talking to me like that?"

Ayan eyes a meal, gaze straight at the woman sitting on the sofa, her appearance cold and indifferent, giving people a sense of gentle, but do not know, she ruthless up who is not her opponent.

Especially when he thought of a man hiding in her heart, he was furious.

His pupils tightened and he said in a low voice, "It's late, go take a shower and rest, huh?"

He is not continuing the conversation, so that means the matter is over.

Although there are no more arguments, the atmosphere between the two is still a bit raw.

Camille does not want to ask for his help at this time, otherwise his careful eyes will think it is to find his help so take the initiative to talk to him.

Camille's head hurt when she thought of his pettiness, this man was somehow particularly stingy, especially when it came to matters concerning the two of them.

She shook her head helplessly and planned to mention it tomorrow.

The night was dreamless, and when she woke up the next day, he hadn't left as early as yesterday.

At breakfast time, she approached him to talk: "Did Rex say anything?"

"Hmm?"

He ate the dumplings and looked up at her the same way.

She continued, "Didn't he have anything to say when he came running to Sienna drunk?"

"No."

Rex went straight to the office after waking up from the hotel and didn't say a word about knocking on Sienna's door in the middle of the night after getting drunk, so I don't know if he didn't remember anything or if he meant something else.

Afterwards the two of them finished their breakfast quietly and Ayan was about to leave for the office. He walked to the entrance to change his shoes, glanced at her standing in the middle of the living room and whispered, "I'm going to the office."

Camille hmms, pursing her lips a little.

When Ayan saw that she didn't move, he asked, "What's wrong?"

She then reacted and took the initiative to lift her feet towards him, she tilted her head and looked at him, "Ayan, I want to ask you a favor, I didn't take the initiative to talk to you because I need your help, I don't have that in mind at all you don't misunderstand me."

Fearing that Ayan would misunderstand, she said everything he could think of in advance.

Ayan laughed at her reaction and said lightly, "Is that what I am in your eyes?"

"I didn't think so, I just wanted to explain clearly in advance to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Say it, what do you want me to do for you?"

His deep eyes were fixed on her.

Camille asked, "I want to look up something, that is, for example, clothes and pants and hats and shoes and things like that, but I don't have a channel for that, so can you help me with an introduction?"

Camille did not deliberately hide, but instead acting straightforward for her purpose, and saved Ayan from guessing or being overly concerned about her purpose.

Ayan nodded slightly, then asked, "Is there a specific brand?"