"Ayan, am I wrong? This is what you said yourself, I was too eager to know Sienna's situation so I kept pushing you, now I think I was indeed too selfish, and what you said is indeed not wrong."
"Heh, Camille , listen to your tone and tone of voice, do you think you mean what you say? Don't you think it's hypocritical? You are obviously blaming me but you keep denying it, ask yourself, is that really what you think in your heart?"
"I'm telling the truth, whether you believe it or not."
Camille pursed her lips and asked if she was angry inside.
It doesn't seem to.
Because there is nothing to be angry about.
Sienna was found, and nothing happened to her, so what's she got to be mad about?
But to say as nothing, she seems to be unable to do that generous.
Like a thorn, stuck in the throat, can't swallow and can't spit.
The atmosphere between the two fell into a silent gloom.
After half a minute or so, Camille was ready to lift her feet and walk out the door, because it didn't seem like anything could be done if she continued to confront Ayan.
However, she had only just taken a step when Ayan reached out and grabbed her wrist.
He asked in a low voice, "Where are you going? Are you going to follow Sienna's example and walk away?"
Camille wrinkled her eyebrows at him, these words made her sound yin and yang, she looked up at him, and her emotions were invariably agitated, she said, "What? I'm not even free to go anywhere anymore? You have always arranged for people to follow me, have you not? I always have someone to tell you where I'm going, so why do you have to ask again?"
She was a bit emotional and tried to shake off Ayan's hand after she finished speaking, but he held her tightly and didn't have the slightest intention to let go.
Ayan because of his words pupils become dark and deep, the jaw is tightened to the extreme point.
Camille's reaction is also increasing, her breathing is very rapid, all the nerve lines are as tight as a string.
Her face is pale and bloodless, because of the worry about Sienna, she did not rest all night today is not even how to eat, and now the emotional overload, a pair of black to seep out of the ink eyes just closed.
She also fell backwards, Ayan eyes, immediately reached out and took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
His movements were extremely fast, his cold face was indifferent and gloomy, as if water could drip out at any time, and his voice was even more anxious and low: "Kian, drive."
Kian, who was at the door to explain the follow-up work to his men, heard the voice and immediately looked towards Ayan, then saw him carrying Camille and came out with big strides.
Kian immediately ran towards the car in front of the door, he opened the door, then waited for Ayan to carry Camille into the car and closed the door, and immediately got into the driver's seat and drove to the hospital.
On the way Ayan's face was in a low, cold, tense, ten minutes to reach the nearest hospital.
The whole process was fast but long.
Camille was wheeled into the resuscitation room, where doctors examined her in detail. Her condition was not serious, but hypoglycemia caused by fatigue leading to collapse.
However, she has a special health condition and the doctors are very careful and deliberate in the use of medication.
Camille was wheeled into the room before she woke up, and the doctor said, "She's too tired, let her sleep a little longer, and when she wakes up, she can eat nutritious food and be discharged after one night of observation."
Her face was as pale as paper and oozed a very obvious weakness.
Ayan's slender jade-like figure stood beside the hospital bed, his deep eyes fixed on the woman on the bed, and he asked in a low voice: "It's just a coma caused by exhaustion?"
"Yes, but because Mrs. Simpson is pregnant, she has to pay more attention than ordinary people. Mr. Simpson, you also have to advise her not to expend herself too often, which is not friendly to the baby in the belly, although the three months after the danger period, but still need to pay more attention."
The doctor's words left Ayan stunned.
He stared at the doctor with a slightly stiff face and asked in a hoarse voice, "You ..... you say she's pregnant?"
"Mr. Simpson, don't you know that Mrs. Simpson is almost four months pregnant and not very pregnant because of her health."
The doctor also looked unbelievable, as if he knew how he shouldn't know the news.
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