My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 92

"Sort of?"

"Because of what?"

Camille pursed her lips: "It's all between girls, probably not convinced by each other's good looks?"

Albert laughed: "She's not as good looking as you."

"I'd really appreciate it."

Camille drove Albert back to the hotel entrance, before getting out of the car, Camille took the initiative to ask: "Are you really not going to work with Eileen? If it's because of me you don't have to. If word gets out that it's bad for your personal reputation, she and I don't have anything too big to take to heart."

"Is this your way of asking me if you are important in my heart?"

Camille frowned slightly, the eyes indifferent as water, as if to tell him not to think too much!

Albert also no longer joke, he said truthfully: "not for you, nor for anyone, simply their own ideas, the same as Eileen wanted to invite me to sing a lot of people, than she has the characteristics and status of many people, but I did not agree, if I opened this mouth behind the source will continue, I do not want to make too many deep friends with people in the circle, and do not want to offend people So the best way is to refuse anyone."

"And the last thing you said to Eileen?"

"Just out of courtesy, I can't just say Miss Khan I don't want to work with you and don't contact me in the future?"

Camille smiled, then said, "Okay, I learned another lesson, thank you Mr. Bell."

After seeing Albert enter the hotel, Camille turned around and headed back to Hanyama Manson.

Ayan's car was already parked in the garage, but the house was dark and unlit, he came back so soon and went to bed?

Camille thought as she opened the door and entered the house. She stood at the entrance and bent down to change her shoes, and before she could even put her shoes on, she was hugged directly from behind.

She subconsciously exclaimed, "Ah ......"

Feeling the man's warm breath that belongs to his unique smell, Camille now did not heavy relief, and then said: "What are you doing?"

She was still barefoot, but Ayan simply ignored her and pinned her against the wall. The two were so close that their breaths could spill on each other's cheeks.

In the darkness, four eyes locked, his deep eyes with a shadowy compulsion, he said, "Albert is that good friend of yours that you've had a good relationship with for a long time but still let you put on makeup to get there?"

His tone has clearly felt the displeasure, handsome face is close at hand so you can clearly look at his face overflowing with coldness.

Camille pursed her lips, "Hmm."

"Camille, why do you have so many friends of the opposite sex? One Preston isn't enough? Now Albert, what do you want?"

He narrowed his eyes, but did not get angry, just indifferent tone.

Camille took a silent breath as she said, "Ayan , Albert is my teacher's son."

Camille doesn't know what's wrong with Ayan. He says she has friends of the opposite sex, but what about him? Doesn't he have a sweetheart in Eileen?

Ayan tsked, then added, "Since he's your teacher's son, shouldn't you host a meal for him now that he's in Hance City? How about inviting him to your home?"

"He doesn't know we're married, so he doesn't have to, right?"

"He didn't know? You didn't say, or you didn't want to tell him?"

His voice is low and cold, and his words are full of dissatisfaction.

Camille responded reluctantly, "I just didn't have the right opportunity to mention it. Wouldn't people think I was sick if I first had to tell him, Albert, that I'm married and I'm married now?"

What's more, their marriage was supposed to be a hidden one, so if she took it upon herself to tell someone, would his Eileen be happy?

Isn't Eileen unhappy the same as he is unhappy?