My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1479

Chapter 1479 The Final Decision

Her eyes gleamed with a mischievous smile as she gazed at him.

Their eyes met for a long while before Ayan stood up, took the project proposal, and sat down next to Camille.

He held Camille by her waist and the project proposal in his hand. Quietly, he flipped through it, the process lasting for half an hour without any interaction between them.

After he finished reading, he put the project proposal down.

Camille finally asked, "Mr. Simpson, would you like to give me some advice?"

Ayan said, "I'll give it to you after I've made the modifications and personally deliver it to your company."

"Isn't that too much trouble, Mr. Simpson?" Camille smiled.

Ayan lightly pinched her cheek with a gentle expression. "You're already starting to discuss collaboration with me. Will you be competing with me in the near future?"

Camille laughed, finding his words amusing.

She said, "I haven't thought about that, but if I were to have the honor of competing with Mr. Simpson for a project, I hope you would give me a chance, considering my small company. Don't compete with me, alright?"

"Are you trying to persuade me?" Ayan stared at her with a cold attitude. The implication was clear in his deep eyes.

Camille understood but didn't seem to agree with him. She said, "Mr. Simpson, I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't understand?" Ayan squinted his eyes with a hint of coldness. "Then try to understand before you speak!"

Looking at his slightly angry appearance, Camille wanted to laugh but held it in. After his expression turned almost emotionless, she slowly approached him, saying softly, "Husband, is it okay?"

Her soft voice echoed in his ears, deepening his gaze.

He tightened his grip on her waist instinctively, his handsome face showing obvious tenderness as he replied in a low voice, "Yes."

This was Camille's first time calling him these two words, and it seemed like a spell disrupting his heartstrings.

Camille pretended not to understand, but she couldn't help but think, was such a big reaction necessary?

Are all men like this?

After a brief silence, she said in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, is such a big reaction necessary?"

Feeling numb and emotionless, she was surprised by his reaction.

After she finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on her lips, as if mocking him, Mr. Simpson, do you have to be like this?

Without any hesitation, she willingly called out, "Husband."