My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1114

Chapter 1114: Irrelevant

"You can think of it that way!"

"I'm glad." He lightly held Camille's hand and explained in a low voice, "Indeed, it's not because of the Simpson Group's matters. It's for some other things that need investigation. I sent Kian to Flento City for the same reason. It's complex and tricky, so it resulted in a tight schedule."

He didn't specify what the matter was, and Camille didn't ask much. She just felt less uneasy because what she needed was honesty. As long as he directly told her, she wouldn't have to overthink things.

Camille said calmly, "You handle your work, but I hope you can inform me about the household, at least not making me worry."

Ayan nodded gently, "Okay, I understand."

He gently embraced Camille, feeling the warmth of the person in his arms. His facial expression became gentle, but the emotions in his eyes were extremely tangled and complex. There were things he couldn't control or predict, so he didn't know how Camille would react if she knew.

Although it wasn't clear at the moment, Camille could temporarily be kept in the dark. However, everything would eventually be exposed. Could she accept it?

Ayan squinted slightly, the emotions in his eyes becoming more serious. There was a deep and low undertone in his eyes. At this moment, Camille's voice sounded softly, "Have you eaten?"

Hearing Camille's words, Ayan was momentarily surprised, then instinctively asked, "You haven't eaten, right?"

Camille nodded lightly, "Yeah, I wanted to wait for you to eat together."

Ayan said, "Alright, I'll warm up the dishes. You wait here, and I'll call you when it's ready, okay?"

"Okay." Camille didn't refuse, accepting his care willingly. After all, he came back late, and although he was tired from working outside, waiting at home was also quite tiring. So, in a marriage, mutual efforts were needed, not just one-sided sacrifices.

Ayan quickly reheated the dishes and then personally brought them to the living room. The two sat in the living room, watching TV and eating.

Although the meal was reheated, eating together with someone you loved made even leftovers taste wonderful.

After dinner, Ayan cleaned the tableware, then sat with Camille to watch TV for a while. They didn't go upstairs until around eleven.

He didn't continue to work, especially since it was getting late. He wanted to spend more time with Camille. If she got upset, he would have to coax her, and if he didn't do it well, he would suffer.

A restful night passed, and in the morning, as the two had breakfast, Kian's call came.

At this hour, Kian naturally knew Ayan was still at home, so he called anxiously, raising Ayan's suspicion that it might be related to the Bill family's affairs.

As Ayan contemplated the matter in silence, he didn't immediately answer Kian's call.

Camille also noticed his hesitation and asked somewhat puzzled, "What are you doing? Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

After asking, Camille, Ayan responded in a low voice, "It's Kian calling; it should be work-related."

Having said that, he wiped his hands with a wet tissue and only then answered the call, "Hello?"

Kian hurriedly said, "Mr. Simpson, Mario arrived in Hance City today. His secretary sent me an invitation letter, inviting you to a reception tonight at seven. I inquired, and many companies in Hance City received invitations, so would you like to go?"

Hearing Kian's words, Ayan furrowed his brows slightly before instinctively relaxing them.

Ayan asked indifferently, "Check which companies are within the invitation range?"