My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Premature Birth

"Mom asked me to bring you the paperwork, can you see if this is it?"

Her face was warm and light, and her voice was not half as emotional.

She handed the document in her hand directly to Ayan, but he didn't take it, just stared at her.

She asked, "What's wrong? Not this one?"

Ayan then raised his hand to take the document, then without waiting for him to speak, Camille had already spoken: "The document is for you, then I'll go first, go on with what you are doing."

After saying that, she directly turned around and left, Ayan immediately went forward and clutched her wrist, his face was gloomy and grave: "Can I walk you down?"

"No, I can do it myself."

She tried to pull her hand away, but Ayan wouldn't let go.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you hear something?"

Camille just smiled and asked with a completely unconcerned look: "What did I hear? Mrs. Norman said she wanted to marry you and have a child for you? Or have you been together before? Because there are so many, so I don't even know which statement you are referring to?"

She lightly said one sentence after another, with her low and cold voice, with a face that was showing an obvious smile. As if she was saying to him, that "see, I know everything, but I don't care at all, so you don't have to cover up."

Ayan's deep eyes tightly screwed, with a handsome face that was gloomy to the extreme, he opened his mouth and found that nothing could be said, especially when he saw her face with a smile, he was dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say?

The atmosphere gradually quieted down, Camille just faintly looked at the two people in front of her, the expressions on their respective faces were complicated and changeable, which made her feel funny.

Cora suddenly spoke up, "Mrs. Simpson, don't get me wrong, Mr. Simpson and I are just ..."

She wanted to say something but the words couldn't come out.

Camille, however, raised an eyebrow, "Just what?"

Cora subconsciously looked at Ayan, who simply said indifferently, "You can go now."

Camille's eyes snapped shut and her voice was warm and indifferent: "Okay, then I'm leaving, goodbye!"

As she finished and made a move to leave, but Ayan didn't let go, she gave a faint glance: "How can you leave if you don't let go of me?"

"I didn't let you go." His voice was low, the meaning obvious and clear, his deep eyes without the slightest warmth glanced at Cora: "Mrs. Norman, you can go, didn't you hear?"

Cora's face was stiff and cold, and her body was stiff and immobile. She said in a low voice, "I heard you, then I'll leave Mr. Simpson and Mrs. Simpson alone."

"Mrs. Norman, you don't have to go, I'm the one who should go." Camille looked coldly at Ayan, she said indifferently: "The driver is still waiting for me downstairs, don't make others wait because of your business, okay?"

After saying that, she struggled with her hand, Ayan still clutched it and refused to let go.

Camille: "You're hurting me, are you trying to crush my hand?"

Ayan loosened up just a little, but didn't just let go of the person.

His actions made Camille and Cora look clearly in the eyes, Cora suddenly felt regret with those words she just asked, now as if she slapped hard on her own face, painful and stinging.

She gave a silent snort, and then was just about to lift her foot to walk away when Camille suddenly threw Ayan away with great force at that moment. Her strength was so strong, and the arc of throwing away was also big, her weight was unstable so the whole person directly crashed into a garbage can aside. Because the impact was not light, the pain came directly to paralyze her nerve lines.

This series of actions were too fast, so fast that by the time everyone reacted, Camille was already covering her bulging abdomen and not standing up straight.

Ayan immediately stepped forward and took her into his arms and hugged her, his voice was hoarse and low, "Tummy ache?"

Camille clenched her lips, the pain causing tiny drops of sweat to break out on her forehead.

Ayan looked at her stoicism, his face also looked bad to the extreme, and finally he could only cross held Camille and stridden towards the elevator, Kian also saw that and immediately followed.

Ayan said in a cold voice, "Get the car, right now! Contact Dr. Ellis immediately and we'll go there now."