My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 73

"Where do you want to go for dinner?"

He asked, gazing at her.

Camille froze: "Aren't you going home?"

Probably the word home came out of her mouth to please the man, the handsome face revealed a gentle, deep gaze also with a few light smile: "Did not say a piece of dinner out?"

Camille was still reeling from the accident when Ayan stepped on the gas.

Then I heard him say again, "What do you want to eat?"

Camille was not pretentious and thought seriously, "Let's go to Darkmoor."

Darkmoor's food is lighter, mainly Cantonese, and Ayan doesn't like heavy food, plus she's sensitive to heavy food at the moment, so both are suitable.

They had been married for a year, but it was the first time that the two of them had eaten out alone.

During the year, she would like to have a meal with him alone, but is not too keen to go to him with these requests for fear of rejection, and even more afraid of upsetting him because of her clinginess.

During the meal, both of them kept quiet, and Ayan also ate quietly most of the time at home, so it has become a habit.

Just as she was thinking about why he would take her out to dinner alone tonight, the man's low voice rang out, "Why aren't you talking?"

Camille lifted her head to meet his dark eyes and she whispered, "Don't you like to be quiet when you're eating?"

"Who said that?"

"That's what it's like at home."

She explained.

Ayan smiled, his body suddenly leaning forward towards her, his voice low, "Camille, you're concerned about me?"

Her eyelids fluttered and she hastily averted her eyes, "Ayan , we're a couple and have been together for a year, it's not hard to know you, is it?"

In fact, she wanted to ask if he had never noticed her.

But the results would be lost, so let's forget it.

Ayan didn't take her words, just said lightly, "You're easily distracted, Camille , what's wrong with you lately?"

She froze, not expecting him to see it.

"It's fine, it's just that maybe there's more going on."

He seemed unconvinced, his gaze still fixed on her, a crease in his brow: "Has this always been your relationship with the Armstrong family?"

Is he referring to the Armstrong family not being close to her?

Camille pursed her lips, but didn't avoid his eyes and question: "Cold?" She smiled carelessly, "Probably, after all, the only person I have the most influence on the Armstrong family is my grandfather."

Although she did not grow up in the Armstrong's villa, the old Armstrong was kind to her and would often visit her at her grandmother's house, bringing her many new things each time.

Recalling the good things she had done, a light smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Ayan looked at her appearance and felt an indescribable emotion inside.

They slept together for a year, but he really realized at this moment that he had never really known her.

Camille, what kind of person is she?

The two of them went back to Hanyama Manson after dinner. Ayan had work to do and went to his study, while Camille went to her bedroom.

the old Simpson birthday, she wants to send a gift.

the old Simpson likes to collect some paintings and calligraphy, and she naturally wants to start with that.

After she was done with that, she picked up her phone again and looked at it; Preston hadn't contacted her by now.