My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 913

Chapter 913: The Line

The water wasn't scalding, but half a cup was enough to dampen Eileen's clothes, especially her white chiffon blouse which was now quite transparent.

Camille spoke up immediately, "Miss Khan's clothes are wet. It's better to change before leaving. Otherwise, if others see you walking out through that door, they might misunderstand."

Camille's words were delivered with an air of practicality. She then turned to Ayan, unreservedly asking, "Do you think my arrangement was thoughtful?"

Ayan appeared helpless, his deep gaze devoid of emotion, but tinged with obvious indulgence. He nodded slightly, signaling his agreement.

Eileen, drenched by the water, couldn't believe her eyes. Eileen looked at Ayan with disbelief and said, "Ayan, isn't Camille being too rude?"

Camille, propping her chin, coolly observed Eileen. "Is it too rude?"

Eileen's face alternated between pale and flushed. Ayan didn't respond to her protests, seemingly oblivious.

Biting her lip, Eileen took a deep breath and reluctantly inquired, "Camille, why are you treating me like this? "

Camille countered, "Don't you know why I'm treating you this way?"

Eileen couldn't come up with an answer, and could only stare at Camille without blinking.

Camille, however, didn't intend to continue the conversation. She just squinted her eyes and looked at Eileen with indifference, saying, "Let's change your clothes first!"

Turning her head, Camille looked at Ayan again. "Have the assistant prepare a set of clothes to come in. It wouldn't be good if she catch a cold later."

Ayan could only get up and call the assistant to prepare a set of clothes. The assistant acted quickly, bringing in a set of clothes in the same color. Camille personally placed them in front of Eileen. "Put these on. We wouldn't want you catching a cold."

The weather was neither too cold nor too hot, and it was just a glass of water. Eileen wouldn't really catch a cold, but Camille's eyes conveyed an undeniable message: resistance was futile. Eileen's gaze involuntarily shifted to Ayan, who was still sitting there. He showed no reaction, seemingly uninterested in getting involved. Everything was being decided by Camille.

Eileen was making one last attempt to resist. She said, "Camille, why are you treating me like this? I haven't done anything. How can you be like this?"

"Maybe I'm unreasonable, so don't bother trying to reason with me. And don't ask me why, got it?" Camille's raised eyebrow and frustrated demeanor seemed to convey her bad mood. Regardless of what Eileen said, Camille remained unresponsive, leaving Eileen with no option but to change in the presence of her and Ayan.

Throughout, Camille stood guard, ensuring Eileen wouldn't be left alone in the dressing room.

Once Eileen was changed, Camille confiscated her wet clothes. "I'll have the assistant clean these for you before returning them."

Eileen's brow furrowed, and though she was reluctant, she didn't want to continue arguing with Camille. She simply asked, "Can I leave now?"

Camille gazed at her impassively before replying, "Eileen, there are things I haven't pursued yet. You should be grateful I haven't obtained evidence to incriminate you. Otherwise, we wouldn't be standing here talking right now. So, you should keep your distance from me, rather than deliberately coming near."

Eileen's face remained composed as she addressed Ayan, "Ayan, isn't Camille being too hostile towards me? If it's just because she's jealous of my contact with you, isn't that trivial? I came to see you only for work matters. Can't I even talk to you as a woman?"

Ayan shot Eileen a disapproving look, a warning that seemed to say, "Choose your words carefully, don't cross the line." His expression revealed no trace of emotion, and he didn't respond to her comment.