My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 739

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a gentle gaze, "What are you nervous about?"
"I'm not, how could I be nervous, I'm not nervous at all, don't talk nonsense." She hastily denied it, but Ayan always looked at her indifferently, as if he wanted to see right through her heart.
Camille lowered her eyes not to meet Ayan's gaze, she said faintly, "I'm not nervous, really, you don't have to look at me like that."
"Okay, I'm sure you're not nervous, but what did you mean when you mentioned something about a wedding to Sienna?"
"A wedding? Oh, Sienna says she's planning a wedding with Rex when she gets back." Camille responded without blushing.
Ayan chuckled lightly, "Really?"
"Sure, or what?" She asked smoothly and rhetorically, throwing the question back at Ayan.
Ayan said, "Then I'll have to hint hint Rex to start preparing for the wedding too."
Camille immediately opened her eyes wide and she said, "No, this is someone else's business, can you not interfere? Just let them go with the flow, well stop talking about it, don't you have to go to the office now?"
After all, it's still so early in the morning, and he's been away on business for some days, so there must be a lot of things to deal with. There is nothing more on her side, so she doesn't need to be specially guarded all the time.
Camille's inquiry made Ayan's gaze darken, and he said indifferently, "Letting me go so soon, Camille, do you have a conscience? I rushed back all night for you and didn't sleep, now shouldn't you make it up to me and let me get some rest?"
He said, he also has lifted his foot directly into the bedroom door, so that Camille subconsciously back a few steps, he obediently closed the door.
Camille's reaction was great and immediately said, "If you want to rest you can rest, I still have to go to the museum, these two days ..."
"Is it hard for you to stop running the museum if you don't go?"
Ayan directly interrupted her words, then directly held her hand and pulled her into his arms, a pair of deep eyes staring at her, handsome silhouette floating with a seeming smile, he asked in a low mute voice: "You are afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid." Camille replied.
He said, "Since you're not afraid of me, what are you shaking for?"
His voice was tinged with a low, muffled smile that made Camille's cheeks instantly flush. Camille subconsciously tried to break free from his arms, but how could Ayan give her that chance?
The end result was that he took her hand and walked over to the bed and laid down, Ayan gently wrapped his arms around her as he assured her, "Don't worry, I won't touch you, I just want to sleep, I'm sleepy, have pity on me, huh?"
Camille listened to the sound of his voice and the content of his words, and then she didn't say anything more, just let him hold her.
Ayan is probably really exhausted, a few minutes later you can hear the sound of the man's steady breathing in the quiet bedroom, Camille just move as a human pillow.
Ayan slept for three hours, and when he woke up again it was almost noon.
He was the only one left on the bed, and Camille slipped away at some point?
The corners of his mouth flushed with a helpless smile, let her stay with him is really stingy, but just a nap also refused to share more time to him.
Ayan grunted softly, followed by lifting the covers from the bed, he went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, this is the first time he was so close to Camille's house in Maple Leaves Mansion, where there are traces of her life everywhere.
Somehow, he was suddenly a little envious of Talia for being able to stay with her last night.
After washing up, he opened the door to his room and walked outside. The smell of cooking immediately reached his nose, and he walked out to see Camille's busy back in the kitchen, wearing a light-colored apron, her hair tied in a high ponytail, all her attention devoted to the kitchen, something Ayan hardly ever saw.
He just stood and watched motionlessly until Camille came out of the kitchen with the dishes, and Camille asked with some surprise, "Why are you standing here? Wash your hands and eat!"
There was no food in the house, it was all brought over by Talia last night and she just warmed it up and made a tomato and egg soup.
Ayan obediently went to wash his hands, and when they sat face to face, Camille said, "Help yourself, Mr. Simpson won't mind, will you?"
"Miss Armstrong you're welcome, I enjoyed these and certainly don't mind them, thank you Miss Armstrong for your hospitality, then I'll make myself at home."
Ayan slightly hooked his lips up a light smile, looking at Camille's gaze is also full of doting.
After dinner, Kian came over to pick up Ayan to go to Simpson Group, while Camille drove to the office alone.
The museum probably won't be able to go today, so she'll go to the office first. So many things have happened in the past two days, and Yessica is handling them, plus the employees of the company have developed a decent mindset of not gossiping and not prying, so there won't be anything too much going on.
When Camille arrived at the office, Yessica immediately greeted her and followed her back to the office.
Camille asks, "Is it okay?"
Yessica nodded her head with a smile on her face, "It's okay, it's even better that you're back."
Camille smiled lightly, and then asked a few questions about whether the company's cooperation had been affected by this?
Yessica said that the company's existing collaborations are coming to an end, so basically there is no impact, because once the project is in the end, if the two companies now back out or make another decision, the loss is not small.
Yessica asked cautiously, "Cami, the online thing is Mr. Simpson's doing, right? You don't know, we discuss in private, Mr. Simpson is also too handsome, it is simply a wife protection devil."
Camille: "It seems you still have too few things to do, otherwise how would you have extra time to discuss me?"
"Cami," Yessica pouted.
Camille said, "Now you go and organize the museum's materials, and enter all the drawings that I drew by way of paper into the computer before, and don't make any small errors of detail, or I won't spare you."
Yessica-ri then raised her hand: "Boss please don't worry, I will do it properly."
Yessica left from the office and Camille's ears were finally silenced.
She sat at her desk with her phone and flipped through the statement issued by Armstrong Corp's official blog. Although signed and stamped by Brody, the handwriting of the contents was instantly recognizable to Camille as Grace's.
Ayan also mentioned to her today that the statement was made by Grace without any surprise.
She does this Brody and Page will spare her?
Camille hesitated before picking up her phone and dialing Grace's number.
One morning had passed and Grace hadn't contacted her, so Camille was a little worried and anxious.
The phone went through, but no one answered.
Camille frowned slightly, a slightly heavy expression on her face, and finally she chose to call Horace.
Horace answered quickly, almost as soon as Horace picked up after two rings.
Horace said in a warm voice, "Camille?"
"It's me, Mr. Burris, I'm sorry to bother you, but I wanted to ask if Miss Armstrong had gone to the office?"
"Miss Armstrong temporarily withdraw from Armstrong Corp with Mr. and Mrs. Bell this project, is Mr. Armstrong's side of the meaning, the specific reasons I think Camille can also guess some."
Camille subconsciously pursed her lips, naturally understanding the meaning of Horace's words.
Camille remained silent, and Horace added, "What is Camille going to do?"