My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1100

Chapter 1100: Talk Too Much

But Camille hesitated.

She felt that telling Ayan at this moment might not serve any purpose. Their relationship was stable now, and she didn't want to bring up her many years of liking someone else, creating pressure or guilt for Ayan, and other unpredictable emotions.

Camille gently pursed her lips and, after a moment of contemplation, spoke to Ayan, "Ayan, are you upset?" She looked at Ayan candidly, without a trace of guilt or evasion. She said earnestly, "The past is in the past, so I don't want to dwell on it. But what I can tell you is that now, you are my everything in love. Do you understand what I mean?"

She feared that Ayan might not understand or have any misconceptions, so she directly initiated the online confession mode.

Ayan was momentarily surprised by this straightforward approach. Even the hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly, causing the car's straight line to shift momentarily. He quickly regained control, and they were getting closer to the Simpson's mansion. Throughout this process, he remained silent.

It wasn't until the car smoothly stopped at the Simpson's mansion entrance that he turned to look at the woman beside him. His gaze, steady on Camille, and his voice, unusually husky, said, "So, were you confessing to me just now?"

Hearing the word "confess," Camille was also slightly stunned. She stared at Ayan with a blank expression.

Before she could speak, Ayan's voice continued, "Afraid that I'd be unhappy or jealous, deliberately trying to please me, or were these your genuine thoughts at this moment?"

Camille furrowed her brows slightly. This line of questioning left her stiff.

In the next moment, he added, "Cami, answer me, hmm?"

Camille lightly opened her mouth, her voice very soft, "Not to please you. It's genuinely what I'm thinking."

Before she could finish speaking, his kiss had already descended.

She stiffened all over, not daring to make any move, allowing him to kiss her.

The kiss lasted for quite a while. If they weren't in the car, Camille would have doubted her ability to stand.

Feeling utterly powerless, she became as pliant as water.

Her cheeks were crimson, and she dared not look at Ayan. The car arrived at the Simpson's mansion, and she didn't even remember how she got out of the car.

Back inside, Talia casually asked, "What were you doing outside? It took so long to come in. Timmy has been calling for mom and dad whenever he hears a car."

Camille lowered her gaze to Timmy but didn't want to answer Talia. Only Ayan calmly said, "Had a call."

Camille busied herself with playing with Timmy, not wanting to be questioned about what they were doing outside.

At this moment, the old Simpson came out of the room, pushed by Fletcher. Talia said, "Xian will be here soon. Let's wait for her to have dinner together."

"Sure!" Camille responded, then asked Timmy, "Auntie is coming back. Are you happy?"

Timmy clapped his hands, very cooperative, and said, "Happy, happy!"

He liked Aria a lot because Aria spoiled him. Even though she was rarely at home, video calls were frequent. Aria sent him various toys no matter where she went, so most of the toys at home were bought by Aria. Could he not like this aunt?

While waiting for Aria, Ayan took the initiative to steer the conversation toward the matter of the old Simpson going to the hospital tomorrow.

He looked at the old Simpson and said, "Grandpa, you're going to the hospital tomorrow. Is there anything you want to say?"

The old Simpson glanced at Ayan and said in a faint voice, "Nothing to say."

Ayan chuckled, "Are you nervous?"

The old Simpson gave him a sharp look, a gaze that seemed to want to cut him.