My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350: Manipulation

"Grandma, see, she is always so mean to me." Ayan complained in a warm voice, with a smile appearing under his eyes as he looked at Camille with a triumphant face.

"Cami, Ayan is respecting you, don't be mean to him."

Grandma saw the two getting along well, and she was overwhelmed with joy.

Camille can only pretend to be silent and say nothing.

She couldn't outtalk Ayan anyway.

As they walked into the booth, Sienna whispered in Camille's ear, "Mr. Simpson is a good tea server, I think you are manipulated by him."

"Thank you, you caused all this."

Camille gently pinched Sienna's arm.

The meal was harmonious, talking and laughing, chatting while eating, and it took nearly two hours to finish.

After dinner, Ayan drove them back to the apartment. Camille didn't go over to stay with her grandma because grandma said she was tired and wanted to get some rest, but in fact she wanted Camille to spend more time with Ayan.

Camille watched her grandmother go inside with Sienna before she and Ayan went back to their side of the house.

In the evening, before going to bed, Ayan suddenly said to Camille, "I have to go on a business trip to the suburbs tomorrow morning, I may not be back until two days later, don't worry, I will be at the hospital with you before Grandma's surgery starts, okay?"

Camille looked at Ayan with some surprise: "All of a sudden? How come I didn't hear you mention it during dinner?"

"Nothing important, just going to handle a little work related to the Simpson Group project."

"Do you have to go there personally, can't Mr. Reid go in the name of you?"

Camille asked one more question without letting it go.

Ayan laughed and reached out to take her hand, "You don't want me to go, do you? Don't you miss me that much?"

"Well, yes, I can't let you go, so can you please stay?"

Camille was actually lost because tomorrow was her birthday, and she was sure from Ayan's words that he had forgotten.

Maybe he never even remembered it either.

Camille smiled helplessly, and eventually, without waiting for Ayan to speak, she immediately retracted her words: "But work is still important, you have work to do, then go ahead and mind your business, if you couldn't make it when grandma's operation begin, it doesn't matter, I believe in Dr. Ellis's ability ."

The loss in her eyes was obvious, and Ayan saw it, but he didn't say anything, just stay with a muffled voice: "I'll be back in time. If I promise you, I will do it."

Camille didn't respond again, just had an indescribable feeling in her mind, feeling some kind of stifling and uncomfortable.

She sighed silently and let herself not overthinking it, not letting it affect her emotions and her health.

But she still asked herself uncontrollably, was Ayan really going on a business trip? Did he really not know that tomorrow was her birthday?

Although they did not spend their birthdays together, they spend their time and got along together in such frequency and intimacy, as long as he wanted to know, it was easy to find out her birthday, it all just depended on whether he wanted to.

Camille didn't sleep well this night, and Ayan was already out of the house when she got up the next day.

In the afternoon, Camille drove to the Simpson's mansion with her grandmother. The old Simpson, Fletcher and Talia were waiting for her early already, and when she and Camille arrived, the old Simpson was in charge of talking with her, and Fletcher was on the side as a companion.

It was a great way to show grandma respect and showed how much they valued Camille.

After chatting for a while, the maid reminded them that dinner was ready.

Talia said, "Since there are more people today, so we won't eat in the restaurant, let's eat in the garden at the back!"

Camille didn't think much of it, then helped her grandmother to follow Talia to the back garden.

But just as she stepped through the door of the back garden, her eyes were transfixed, and the image before her shocked her.

The back garden was covered with flowers and balloons, and they could tell it was carefully decorated at first glance.

Seeing this scene, Grandma was also smiling happily, she was obviously informed, and Talia asked, "Cami, are you satisfied with all this?"

Camille was so touched that she couldn't speak, she just kept nodding her head, and only after she got over it did she whisper, "Mom, did you prepare all this?"

"We prepared this together. Grandma and Grandpa both wanted to give you a different kind of birthday."

Talia also said with a smile on her face.

Camille was too moved for words and could only whisper, "Thank you."