My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 89

"Of course not, it's just that she was tired last night and you calling so early would affect her rest, so I had to answer it for her."

The phrase "she was tired last night" made Preston's face pale and silent.

Ayan added: "Preston, Camille is married, do you know what you are doing now? If word gets out you will not have the face to continue to stay in Hance City. If you don't want to be embarrassed, put away your thoughts and keep your distance from her, otherwise even your years of friendship will not save you."

He cut the call off without waiting for Preston to respond.

Ayan clutched the phone, no ripples on his face, but a cold chill under his eyes.

This Preston is really haunting.

He put the phone on silent and put it back and left the bedroom.

Camille slept until 9:30 when she woke up, stretched, picked up her phone and immediately sat up.

Several missed calls, and WeChat messages.

All from one person.

"Cami, what do you mean you're not answering the phone? Is it because my words last night made you angry?"

"Really angry?"

"Aren't you going to go to dinner with me tonight?"

Camille rubbed her hair, then immediately replied, "Sorry, I just got up, I'm not mad, of course I'll go with you tonight."

The other side returned a reassuring expression: "It's good that you're not angry, you don't have to come over to keep me company during the day, I'll walk around Hance City alone, see you tonight."

"Okay."

She tapped down two words before lifting the covers and getting up.

The curtains in the bedroom were also closed tightly, so if I hadn't looked at the time I wouldn't have known what time it was.

She sighed and changed the phone's password and fingerprint.

She washed up and went downstairs to finish her breakfast, then this drove to the office.

She would rarely be so late. When she returned to the office, Yessica also came in immediately with the drawing materials, and Yessica looked at her with a smile, "Ms. Armstrong, you look so beautiful today."

"Say, is it that you feel too tired lately and want to rest?"

"No, I'm telling the truth, you're really extraordinarily beautiful today, it just feels a bit like ....... Nourished by love, Ms. Armstrong, you're not in love, are you?"

Love?

Camille face slightly stiff, full of love nourished like the brain, the mind came up with some inappropriate images, and then the face also suddenly slightly red.

Yessica didn't miss any change of expression on her face the whole time, and when she saw her reaction, she was even more sure: "Wow, Ms. Armstrong, are you really in love?"

"No."

"You do, I feel like your whole body is revealing pink bubbles, Ms. Armstrong, have I ever seen your boyfriend?" Yessica was so excited that she was a little girl who had discovered someone else's secret and was overflowing with excitement.

Camille did not have time to speak, she asked a low question: "Is it Mr. Walker? But it does not seem like, after all, you see Mr. Walker's eyes do not have stars, then is it Mr. Simpson ah? He had a fight with Mr. Walker last time, isn't it because of you ......."

"Yessica, don't you have to work? Gossiping about your boss during work hours I think you don't want to keep hanging out, right?"

Camille interrupted her indifferently, not allowing her to continue to imagine that she and Ayan were married, otherwise she would probably think about it.

Camille is not a particularly smiley person, but when she smiles she is bright and beautiful, but at the moment she has a cold face, delicate and beautiful face cold and reveals aloof and detached, so that her precious highlight extraordinarily unattainable.

Yessica immediately stood up straight and put away the gossip: "Ms. Armstrong, I've compiled these materials, and I'll send them to Mr. Moss at the construction site after you've gone over them."

"I'll take a look at it first and get back to you if I have any questions."

"Okay, then I'll go out first."