My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 866

Chapter 866: Urgent

"Stay in the car for one night?"

Huh.

Sienna laughed inwardly. Even if it was past midnight, he could still check into a hotel. After all, hotels don't close just because of the time.

But she knew very well that he was saying it on purpose.

As for why he was doing this, she was well aware, but she didn't want to expose him.

Pretending not to understand his intention, Sienna casually replied, "Alright, then thank you for driving me back."

She looked at him, turned her head, fastened her seatbelt, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, hidden from his view. This was how Sienna and Rex were. They had a thousand and eight schemes up their sleeves.

After a half-hour drive, they arrived at Sienna's apartment building. The car came to a smooth stop, and there was no sound or movement from either of them. They sat quietly in their seats, maintaining a serene silence.

They sat like this for almost a minute until Sienna finally unfastened her seatbelt, raised her head, and looked at Rex in the driver's seat. "Shall I go up now?"

"Mmm," Rex replied in a deep voice, his face expressionless. He appeared displeased.

But Sienna didn't inquire further; she pretended not to see through him. She simply said softly, "Are you going to sleep in the car or find somewhere else?"

"You go upstairs first, I'll take care of myself."

"If you sleep in the car here, you might be woken up in the morning, so I suggest..."

"Sienna, do you know you talk too much? If you're leaving, then hurry up and go. Don't disturb my rest." Rex interrupted Sienna directly, his tone filled with anger, and his face expressionless as he stared at her.

Sienna's words came to an abrupt halt. She pressed her lips, controlling the urge to laugh, and simply nodded her head with lowered eyes. "Okay, I'll go upstairs then."

She opened the car door and got out, closing it behind her. Under Rex's watchful gaze, she walked directly into the apartment building.

Rex's eyes followed her figure, his displeased gaze fixed upon her until she disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but mutter, "Heartless woman."

Rex leaned against the car, absentmindedly rolling a cigarette. He took a deep drag, and the stimulating taste of tobacco filled his mouth, but his displeasure showed no signs of diminishing.

He looked up at the night sky through the window, knowing that the woman he longed for was near but emotionally distant.

Didn't she understand his intention?

Rex scoffed lightly, extinguished the cigarette butt, and his phone suddenly rang. He leisurely picked it up and glanced at the screen, his eyes narrowing slightly. He had no intention of answering, but the call persisted, as if it wouldn't stop until he picked up.

After snuffing out the cigarette, he reluctantly answered the call.

However, he remained silent, waiting for the other person to speak. "Are you still downstairs?" the voice on the other end finally broke the silence.

"Do you need something?"

"It seems like I left my bag in your car. Can you bring it up for me? It's cold outside, and I don't want to come down."

Rex huffed lightly and said indifferently, "Tomorrow, then."

"No, I have something important in it. Please bring it up for me. Thank you so much." Then the call abruptly ended.

Rex's displeasure and anger dissipated with that phone call. He didn't rush upstairs; instead, he sat in the car for a few more minutes before finally grabbing the bag and getting out.