My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Act

Ayan said the philanthropist was internationally known and respected by countless companies and the general public.

Speaking of the name of this philanthropist, Camille also heard about it.

Ayan said, "His condition is that the corporate leaders must also be a happy couple in order to run the campaign with them, so I'd like you to accompany me to meet them."

"You mean it's not enough for us to maintain a superficially loving persona, you are now expecting me to play the loving couple in real life and act out in front of others?"

Camille laughed with a soft chuckle.

Her laughter was extremely sarcastic and mocking, as if she was saying to Ayan, "don't be funny, okay?"

Ayan frowned slightly, he said in a shallow voice: "I didn't ask you to act, we are married, this is the normal interaction between a husband and a wife, I just hope that you can agree to accompany me to attend, as for the rest, let it be, okay?"

"No, I don't want to." Camille refused outright without even thinking about it.

She looked indifferently at Ayan, the corners of her mouth flooded with an indifferent faint smile: "We have already signed an agreement, although we have not yet gone through the formalities, but in my mind, it is already considered separate, and besides, our agreement only states that we only need a superficial persona, it doesn't say that I have to cooperate with you to meet and eat with this philanthropist, so I am not willing to do that."

"So we're not even allowed to talk properly now?"

Ayan asked.

Camille: "Am I not talking to you properly now? Or is my attitude not good enough? If there is no way to satisfy you, then I really don't know what to do?"

He frowned, with a handsome face full of expressionless, he said: "You think you are talking to me properly now? Camille, you can say it if you have anything against me. We are not divorced yet, we are still husband and wife, so I don't want you to divide us so clearly."

He thought she was dividing them so clearly?

Camille showed a somewhat helpless smile: "Referring to 'talk to you properly', do you mean that I have to cooperate with you to attend the dinner together and maintain the persona of loving couple? But don't you think I'm pregnant now, which means that no one will suspect that our marriage is broken without having to prove it ourselves?"

If he wanted, he could just find an excuse, after all, she was pregnant, isn't it good to find a reason?

While Ayan still hadn't responded, she added, "I don't want to go through the extra trouble of putting on this charade, I'm in my late-pregnancy now, and with the finals of the competition, I really have limited energy to deal with all that, so think of something else!"

If it is said that it's just a simple refusal just now, then the words at this moment had fully expressed her inner rejection and resistance to the matter.

She didn't want to do it, and she was not willing to do it either.

But Ayan said, "Camille, we just agreed to divorce, we are not officially divorced, therefore, you are not only the young lady of the Simpson family, but also my wife, so there are some things you can't refuse."

Camille didn't speak anymore, she was not moved inwardly.

She was curious, though, why was he so insistent that she attend a dinner with the philanthropist and the collaborating Cora couple?

She didn't bother to ask him about his relationship with Cora, and of course, he didn't bring it up voluntarily, so his insistence on this matter made her rise with an indescribable feeling inwardly.

The atmosphere was quiet for a long time, and Ayan did not keep pressing her, but only said in a shallow voice: "You can think about it and give me a response tomorrow afternoon."

Back at the Simpson's mansion, the car had just stopped, and before Camille could get out, Ayan picked up the message from the center console and handed it to her, which she had received this afternoon.

He said, "Preston showed up in Flento City, but he was so thoughtful that the man who arranged to follow him lost him."

Camille took apart the photo directly and looked at it, and it was indeed the figure of Preston, and the photo also showed the date and time.

Her expression was bland and she didn't say anything after reading it.

Ayan asked, "Is there anything you'd like to say on the Preston side?"

Camille raised her eyes to his and wrinkled her brow lightly, "What are you referring to?"

"Do you know if he has any other place to land in Flento City besides the Walker family?"