My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1141

Chapter 1141: Special Invitation

Camille refused to speak, just blushing and saying, "Be serious."

"Am I not serious enough?" he responded, his voice unusually husky.

Camille attempted to cover his mouth to stop him from talking, but Ayan intercepted her hand, gently held it, and their gaze locked, gradually taking on a different tone.

Invisible shifts occurred in their eye contact, and soon Camille found herself being carried to bed without knowing how.

Everything that followed unfolded naturally, but Ayan was notorious for not keeping his word in such matters.

This infuriated Camille, who had agreed to just once, but the duration of that once left her in unbearable agony.

She only remembered herself in the end, like a fish swimming in the sea, suddenly lacking oxygen, trying to ascend for a breath but failing.

A dreamless night.

The next day, Camille woke up at eight, the official start of the design competition.

Ayan, on the other hand, had risen early, leaving for the company around seven. He left her a note: "I've gone to the office. See you at the design competition later. I've asked Kian to wait for you at the entrance. He'll take you to the judges' area. Sound good?"

Camille, after reading it, casually grabbed a pen and made a fierce cross on the note. Then, rubbing her nearly broken waist, she got out of bed.

After freshening up and changing, she dragged her heavy body downstairs.

She had no appetite, taking only a few sips of millet congee and a bit of side dish. Then, grabbing the milk prepared by the housekeeper, she headed out.

Today was Sienna's big day, and Camille couldn't miss it.

Arriving at the company neither early nor late, Sienna was already there. Seeing Camille, her first question was, "Are you okay? Ayan said you were nervous and stayed up late. I didn't call you."

Camille squinted slightly, silently cursing Ayan. However, her face remained unchanged as she responded to Sienna, "Hmm, maybe too excited. Had trouble sleeping."

She said it with a poker face, showing no signs of nervousness or panic.

Sienna didn't think much, just saying, "Shall we get ready to go to the venue?"

"Yes, sure." Camille nodded gently, and the group headed straight to the venue.

Sienna's home ground meant Rex arranged a driver and two assistants for her. They all boarded a business car, and on the way, Camille leaned on her seat, lacking both spirit and energy. Sienna noticed and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Camille shook her head. "Maybe just nervous."

"Cut it out. Why would you be nervous? Is there something else you're hiding from me?"

"What could it be?"

"Haven't you two had a fight?"

"No, why ask like that?"

"Just checking." Sienna still didn't fully believe it, but seeing Camille's expression, she didn't seem to be lying. So, she didn't press further.

Soon, they arrived at the design competition venue. Kian was waiting at the entrance and greeted Camille and Sienna, "Mrs. Simpson, Mrs. Ward."