My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 34

the old Simpson snorted, "What? You want to divorce her and I, as a grandfather, can't plan for her?"

Ayan is silent.

A handsome face slightly frowned, deep eyes also flooded with a faint warm cool, after a long time he said: "Grandpa, Camille and I are not divorced yet."

"Of course I know that you are not divorced now, so I hope you find a good match for her before the divorce, so that the word will get out to let people know that know that we Cami is not no one wants to have to hang on to you a tree."

The old Simpson spoke without mercy, looking at Ayan's eyes with increasing dislike.

Ayan said, "Does Camille know about your request?"

"So what if I know? That child Cami listens, she will listen to me."

"Grandpa, am I really your own grandson?"

Although he knew the answer, but this moment also rose uncertainty.

the old Simpson said coldly, "If you weren't my own grandson, I'd have broken your legs by now, huh?"

Even though Ayan stands outside at the top of the pyramid, his words are not contradicted, but in front of the old Simpson, he is always the one who does the smallest and lowest.

Ayan couldn't change the old Simpson's decision, so he had to agree with it.

"Okay, I'll see to it."

"It's not a matter of looking at it, it's a matter of getting it done, it's a top priority, it must be on your mind."

"Well, I know."

Ayan nodded, and the image of Camille standing in front of the old Simpson with other men, holding hands, was subconsciously brought to mind.

His brow knitted tighter.

The old Simpson finished his sentence and sent him away.

The old Simpson, although there is no serious health problems, but by the way, also took the opportunity to do a full body check-up, so still need to be hospitalized for a few days.

After coming out of the hospital, Ayan was in a state of boredom all day.

Kian also noticed, has been careful to do things, do not dare to have the slightest relaxation, or he is the cannon fodder.

On the other hand, Camille found her friend at the hospital, the person who first told her about the pregnancy, Irene Dawson.

Irene is Camille's cousin, the daughter of Page's sister, and the two have been close since they were children, and have lived together for a while, so they are even closer.

When they arrived at Irene's office, they greeted each other and Camille said, "I'm sorry to bother you again."

"What are you talking about, you're out of line with me." Irene poured her a glass of water and then looked at the time before saying, "I'll take you there now, it's just about the end of my shift at this hour, people I can trust completely, they're my best friends."

Camille nodded and followed Irene to the maternity ward.

Irene's friend personally examined Camille. During the ultrasound, her friend said to Camille, "Don't worry, the baby is healthy, but you should pay more attention in the first trimester, and after the trimester, the fetal image will be stable and you can go on as usual."

"Okay, I got it, thanks."

Camille smiles lightly.

She was relieved that the baby was okay.

After the exam, Camille talked to Irene again and Irene asked, "Are you sure you're not going to talk to him?"

Camille shook her head: "We're getting divorced, so there's no point in talking about it. Besides, you can hide it from me at home, I don't want to tell them for now."

Since the Armstrong's villa mentioned that he wanted to divorce Ayan, Page got angry and hasn't contacted her since.

She did call back, but Page wouldn't answer, and she couldn't help it.

Irene, who knew the relationship between Camille and the Armstrong family best, gently patted Camille's shoulder and whispered reassuringly, "Is Auntie Page still not warming up to you?"

Camille didn't answer, just said, "How have you been?"

Irene asked no more questions and simply echoed her question in response.

They chatted for a while, Irene had patients, so Camille left without interrupting.

From the hospital, Camille called back to the Armstrong's villa.

The maid answered the door, and when she heard Camille's voice, the maid was a bit perfunctory. Although she knew that Camille was the Miss Camille of the Armstrong family, she was not favored, so they naturally would not hold her.

The maid said, "Miss Camille, what can I do for you to call back at this hour?"