My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1547

Chapter 1547: Only

The answer, of course, was a resounding no.

Because there was simply no movie at all, she couldn't find any suitable content to show him.

Camille said, "A good movie doesn't need any extra scenes."

Ayan replied, "How can I empathize with you if I don't watch it?"

"You can't empathize with me," Camille said flatly.

Her tone caught Ayan's attention.

He asked, "Why are you so sure that I can't empathize?"

"Because you're a man, and men naturally can't see things from a woman's perspective."

"Then why was I able to before?" Ayan brought up the incident when he and Camille watched news about a celebrity together. Camille had said that sharing such gossip could allow him to provide a different perspective from a guy's point of view. Ayan had strongly supported the female victim and strongly disliked the male perpetrator.

So now, when Camille said he couldn't see things from a woman's perspective, Ayan naturally had a strong reaction.

Camille pursed her lips, unsure how to answer the question, because Ayan was referring to something that had indeed happened before.

As Camille was contemplating her response, Ayan's voice interrupted, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm a bit tired, so let's go to bed early!" Camille said.

Camille reached out and loosened his grip around her waist, wanting to leave his embrace, but Ayan didn't give her the opportunity.

Ayan continued to hold her waist tightly and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Tired?"

"Yes."

Camille responded softly, but before she could finish her sentence, Ayan swiftly carried her towards the inside.

Camille let out a cry before she could say anything, and she was already thrown onto the bed. The man followed, their gazes locking as Ayan's kiss descended.

Camille was well aware of what was going to happen next. She hurriedly reached out to push him away, but at that moment, he stood like a boulder, unmoving.

Camille reacted strongly, pushing Ayan's head away with her hand, and then tilting her own head to the side. Her movements were forceful, causing Ayan to immediately stop.

His deep eyes stared intensely at Camille as their gazes met. Camille whispered, "I'm really tired and not in the mood. I don't want to do it."

After finishing her words, Camille pushed Ayan away with her hand, signaling for him to get off.

Ayan didn't move, just stared at her without blinking. "Just don't want to?" he asked.

Is there no other reason?

Ayan didn't ask the final question out loud, but his eyes conveyed the message to Camille.