My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406: Telling His Real Intentions

Ayan didn't say anything, but Talia could not help but ask: "Ayan, what the hell is going on here? How come Cami suddenly wants a divorce? What exactly have you done?"

As Talia asked, her eyes got red, Fletcher quickly reassured: "Well, let the children decide their own business, you have got a cold and you are not fully recovered yet, why don't you go back to rest first?"

Talia: "How can I sleep well? It's their own business, but now that Cami is pregnant with her baby, it's the hardest time, can't he just behave?"

Fletcher kept comforting Talia, and finally Talia was taken back to the room by Fletcher, because Fletcher could see that the old Simpson had something to say to Ayan.

Although Ayan was his son, but the old Simpson cared and loved this grandfather not less than Ayan's own father.

With only the old Simpson and Ayan left in the room, he asked, "Ayan, what's on your mind? Did you really mean what you said tonight or were you just playing with me?"

Ayan snickered, "Does it matter if it's true or not?"

the old Simpson frown at him, "If you say so, that means you agree to Cami's offer of an agreed divorce?"

"Grandpa, will you agree if I don't?"

He asked, his face warm and light.

The old Simpson was silent.

He added, "Since you will not agree, there is no need to ask me if I will agree or not, there is no need to ask over my answer in this matter, you just make the decision."

Ayan's mood seemd to be somewhat not so good, but the old Simpson could not determined, just frowning a sad face, from when Camille proposed divorce until now, Ayan have always just refused, but his inner thoughts and emotions have not been shown.

the old Simpson frowned and asked faintly, "Ayan, give me the bottom line, what do you really think?"

He was silent without a sound.

the old Simpson added, "Since you're not saying anything, I'll take that as a yes."

The old Simpson said, let the old housekeeper to print a divorce agreement to bring in, although it is already past midnight, the time has entered the late night, but the old Simpson want this moment things here and now to solve, and do not want to delay until tomorrow.

The divorce papers were placed in front of Ayan, and the old Simpson spoke, "Sign the papers so that Cami can rest easy."

The old Simpson is probably tired, plus this night tossed such a number of, in fact, is already very tired, the voice are with obvious hoarse and low, he said: "Ayan, Cami pregnant, this time do not want to force her to do things, this is also for your own good, if you are bent on this relationship is too stiff, you and Cami It's for your own good, and if you make the relationship too strained, you and Cami will have a real rift before."

Ayan sunken face, the old Simpson's words echoed in his ears, especially the last two words made his heart flush with ridicule.

A rift?

Wasn't there already a rift between him and Camille?

He smiled lowly, slowly and methodically swept a glance at the divorce agreement, indifferently said: "Grandpa, it's getting late, I originally came over tonight just to chat with you, but I didn't expect to get myself a divorce agreement instead, but I'm not going to sign this document for now, I have to think about it."

the old Simpson didn't push him, but only instructed: "You better think about it well, like this time you have to anticipate the situation and the outcome of today when you calculate Camille for the Simpson Group."

the old Simpson used the word reckoning to measure what Ayan had done this time.

This made Ayan's eyes shrink, his complexion immediately became dark and deep, and a voice in the bottom of his heart asked him over and over again, "Did he really do wrong?"

He came out of the Simpson's mansion with a sullen face, and even though it was late, he still didn't stay overnight.

Camille wanted to draw a line with him. It had nothing to do with the Old Simpson. the old Simpson, Fletcher, and Talia all focused on Camille, so where was a room for him?

Ayan drove off, and behind the curtains of the upstairs bedroom, Camille watched as the car disappeared into the darkness.

Her face was expressionless, no lights on in the dimly lit bedroom, and the words she had heard with her own ears repeated in her head.

She always knew Ayan didn't love her, but never thought it was just a calculation of interest.