My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1044

Chapter 1044: Unfamiliar

At this moment, in a hotel in Hance City.

The man had woken up early and had made a simple effort to tidy himself up, but he still exuded a sense of desolation.

His beard had not been shaved for several days, but this morning, he had borrowed a razor from the hotel owner to groom himself a bit.

No matter how he tried to groom himself, there was an observable change in him compared to his previous self.

He stood by the window, looking outside. Due to its location outside the urban area of Hance City, most of the people coming and going were local residents, and the atmosphere was somewhat disorderly. However, given his current state, he couldn't care less about this.

He took a deep breath and left the room. As he was leaving, the hotel owner couldn't help but ask, "Sir, your two-week room fee is almost used up. Would you like to extend your stay?"

The man paused for a moment, then continued walking without looking back, his voice somewhat curt, "Yes, I'll extend it. I'll pay you when I come back tonight."

"Alright," the owner replied promptly, as if he feared the man might change his mind.

The man's face looked especially grim. After walking out of the hotel, he hailed a taxi on the side of the road. Once inside the cab, the driver asked, "Where to, sir?"

The man stated the name of a building and then fell silent, sitting quietly in the back seat, looking out of the window.

The journey took nearly forty minutes, and this was during the morning rush hour, so the traffic was quite heavy.

When he reached his destination, the man got out of the cab. He stopped by a green area on the side of the road and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and stood there, smoking. He remained stationary for a long time.

Franklin Bay.

Camille had slept until almost eight in the morning. She was still feeling quite sleepy, but her habit of waking up early had her rising at her usual time. Even if she slept in a bit, it wouldn't make a significant difference.

Camille checked the time on her phone and noticed that the bedroom was still pitch black. She knew that Ayan wanted her to get a good rest.

Camille lay in bed, turned over, stretched, and then got up. She freshened up and changed her clothes. She noticed a series of red marks on her neck and felt an urge to hide them with makeup.

Thankfully, it wasn't too hot that day, or else she might not be able to leave the house.

After Camille was ready, she headed downstairs. The housekeeper saw her and immediately said, "Mrs. Simpson, why didn't you sleep a bit longer? Mr. Simpson specifically instructed us to wake you up after nine!"

"I couldn't sleep anymore. I have some work to take care of at the office."

"In that case, I'll prepare your breakfast right away, and I'll keep it warm for you."

"Thank you."

"Welcome, my lady."

Even though she was just the housekeeper, Camille was always polite and courteous with her.

The housekeeper was dedicated to taking care of Camille and Ayan, ensuring everything ran smoothly, even when they were away for extended periods.

Camille had her breakfast and then set off for the office. She arrived at the office just before nine.