My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 119

"Not out every day, only twice, and not this late."

"Do you know it's dangerous to go out alone? Don't go there again."

Camille didn't say anything, just took out the contents of the shopping bag and put it in the fridge.

Displeased by this, Carter went straight over and closed the refrigerator, pinning the person against it and wallowing, "Camille, I'm talking to you again, you hear me?"

The refusal of the two men was very, very close together.

Camille was also stunned, just looking up at him, only to see his eyes dark, handsome face with a forcefulness that could not be denied.

"Camille, answer me!"

He is repeating the sentence again.

Camille responded at this point, "Got it."

Then he nudged him.

Does he know it's hot and uncomfortable to be so close, especially since each other's breath can be clearly felt, making her stiff and afraid to move.

But Carter didn't move a muscle, his stiff chest as hard as a wall.

Camille said with some impatience, "Get out of the way."

"You don't want me to touch you?"

His burning eyes stared at her tender red lips, and the emotions under his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Camille was also stunned, gradually felt the change in atmosphere, she knows more about Carter's nature, if she confronted him, it will certainly backfire.

She pursed her lips lightly and responded in a low voice, "No."

"No really?"

"Really."

"Then you watch me answer."

Camille stared helplessly up at him, "I really didn't."

He looked at her and spat out four words lightly, "Then you kiss me."

She froze, her eyes flashing, "Why?"

"What else do you need to let you kiss me for a little bit before you can kiss?"

She slowly pursed her lips, "Is that an order?"

Carter's eyes fluttered and he said lightly, "Is it an order to get you to kiss me?"

"If it's not an order then is it okay if I don't want to kiss?"

"It's an order and you want it?"

He stared at her coldly.

Camille didn't make a sound, maintaining a flat silence.

He reached out and hooked her chin, his words slightly displeased, "Give me a reason."

"....."

Do you need a reason not to want to?

Camille's words were muted: "No reason, just that I don't want to right now."

Carter narrowed his eyes and gave a cold chortle, "Just don't want to now or at all?"

"What's the difference?"

"Okay, if you don't want to kiss, don't kiss, after all, how can you possibly be willing to listen to me now that you don't even listen to your grandfather?"

He started to boil water again to prepare for making tea.

Camille wrinkled her brow, but otherwise had little expression, "So can you let go now and let me go put something in the fridge?"

"You put yours, I didn't disallow you to do so."

"Then you stay away from me."

He didn't move at all and had no intention of letting go and moving away from her.

Camille waited patiently for a minute before saying faintly, "Why don't you move?"

"Camille, you can't behave like this, can you? I didn't force you to kiss me if you didn't want to, and now you can't force me if I don't want to get out of the way either, or do I look like I'm that easy to bully?"

"CARTER!!!" She glared at him with some anger.

"I'm in." Carter responded in a low voice.

Hearing her slightly angry voice shouting his full name, Carter narrowed his eyes, his reserved expression turned low, and his heart jumped as if something had been stirred.