My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 850

Chapter 850: Forever

Ayan glanced at Sophia, who was about to get into the car, and casually said, "Nothing, just if you go for a stroll with her, it won't end until ten in the evening."

Sophia was a typical Aries, always full of energy and enthusiasm.

She never seemed to get tired, but since they had taken a flight and hadn't rested well in Flento City, Ayan decided to take Camille back to the hotel to rest properly. Tomorrow, he could accompany her for a day of fun. He didn't want anyone else to interrupt their time together.

Of course, Ayan wouldn't say this directly in front of Sophia. With her temper, she would definitely go out of her way to disturb them.

However, Ayan knew very well that Sophia no longer had any interest in him. Still, he didn't want anyone to disturb the time he would spend with Camille. He didn't want any interference, whether from men or women.

Their opportunities to be together were already scarce, so he wanted to cherish every moment of their private world.

Sophia drove them back to the hotel. After they got out of the car, Camille waved goodbye to Sophia. Sophia glanced at Ayan and said to Camille, "Let's make plans to meet alone another day. You can call me anytime."

Camille nodded in agreement and expressed her gratitude once again for today's ride and lunch.

Then Sophia looked at Ayan and asked, "Ayan, there's a cocktail party at the opening ceremony tonight. Would you like to come with me?"

"No, you handle it. I'm fine," Ayan replied with an indifferent tone.

Sophia had already anticipated his answer, so she simply nodded and didn't say much.

She waved goodbye and prepared to drive away, but at that moment, Ayan took the initiative to speak again, "If you have anything, just call Kian directly. He's already in Dane."

If someone needed to reach him, his phone might not be turned on, or he might not be able to hear it.

He had decided to spend time with Camille, so naturally, his phone would be on silent or turned off.

Sophia nodded and left.

Camille and Ayan turned and walked into the hotel. Their hands were intertwined, and they walked slowly towards the entrance. Camille softly asked Ayan, "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Ayan lowered his gaze and stared at her. "Why do you ask that?"

"Because during the meal, you kept arguing with Sophia. Are you really okay?"

She looked at him with concern, which made Ayan smile.

He said, "Are you really worried about me?"

Camille furrowed her brows. "I don't care about you. Maybe you shouldn't tell me anything anymore."

Ayan looked at her serious expression and suddenly leaned closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her cheek as he spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "I see that your whole body is soft, except for this mouth of yours, which is stubborn."

Camille's cheeks turned slightly red, and she averted her gaze, unwilling to look at him for too long.

The two of them entered the elevator and arrived at their room floor. Only then did Ayan speak softly, "I'm fine. Talking with Sophia has always been like this. If there's something that has made me unhappy, it's probably running into Jordan at the airport!"

His voice was low and carried a hint of subtle grievance, as if something had truly hurt him.

Camille pursed her lips and stood at the door of the room. She took out the room key from her bag, opened the door, and walked in. Ayan followed behind her and closed the door behind them.

The room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window, offering a nice view. After setting down her bag, Camille sat on the sofa.