My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 81

Camille's heart has been numb for a long time, the fact that the man she loves so much is in love with someone else is not the first day she knows, but I do not know why, the numb heart still feels a vague pain.

When she didn't respond for a long time, Preston asked, "Camille, why are you putting yourself through this?" What does Ayan mean by this?

Camille looked up at Preston and handed him the phone as well, she said, "Let's work first, I've been off for so many days, I've missed a lot of progress, I have to go to the site with Yessica later, you keep an eye on the company."

She digressed, not only did she not answer Preston's words, but she had no intention of going on.

Preston's brow furrowed and his face faded a bit as he said, "Camille , are you listening to what I'm saying or not?"

"Preston , I know you care about me, but we're at the office now, let's not talk about other things, okay?"

She smiled, as if to tell Preston that she was fine and that she was fine.

In fact, her heart is not as hard to breathe at the beginning of the feeling, after all, she knew he did not love her before she got married, and then all kinds of things have made her subconsciously long in the slow adaptation.

She'll be better, she thought.

Preston also said no more, even though he was unsure, but also did not want Camille to resent.

Camille was in busy mode, finishing up the artwork and then going to the scene with Yessica.

Simpson Group top floor president's office, the air pressure is low, the man's face is gloomy to the extreme, the pair of deep eyes is also revealing a deep chill.

At this time, Kian knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Simpson, it's clear that the marketing numbers that have been creating the buzz are from a small company that was registered last year, I've already handed it over to my lawyer.

"No need to give any response, hot search removed, notify down, in the future any hot search about me are not allowed on."

"Okay, I understand."

Kian nodded his head and glanced at Ayan, whose face was hard to read.

Kian was about to turn around and walk out when he heard Ayan's low voice asking, "Where is she? Any news?"

Her?

Kian was glad that he knew Ayan a little bit , and then he immediately responded: "Madam left for the construction site with her assistant ......."

"She didn't call to ask you anything? And no action?"

"No."

Kian responds very softly.

Ayan frowned, his face became more gloomy, and he waved his hand for Kian to go out.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked down at the city in front of him, and his heart was as if something had crossed it leaving a trace that could not be ignored.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed a series of numbers out, and it took several rings before he got through.

"It's me."

He said.

"Well, I know, is something wrong?"

Ayan frowned, his handsome face revealed hesitation, and only after half a second did he say in a low voice: "I'm not dating Eileen, the hot search was made up."

"Hmm."

Camille's response was lukewarm.

His frown tightened: "Camille , is there nothing you want to say to me?"

"No, after all, your business with Eileen is none of our business isn't it?"

She managed to give him back what he said to her exactly as he said it.

His thin lips pursed and he asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Camille , I did lie to you last night, I didn't mean anything else, I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea, Eileen had dinner with a sponsor who wasn't very polite, her agent couldn't handle it so she called me hoping I could step in and help, I didn't do anything out of line with her."