My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 952

Chapter 952: In Need

Camille pressed her lips lightly and said, "There's no specific reason, just didn't feel like responding. I'm tired."

She answered without a hint of blushing or racing heartbeats. Her response seemed distant, a bit detached from last night.

Who is Ayan?

He's a seasoned player in the business world, someone who can read people's intentions and see through their façades in the complex realm of commerce. How could he not figure out what's going on with the woman before him?

He didn't know what had happened exactly, so he consulted the housekeeper at home. Since the nanny was preparing lunch and didn't know if Camille had answered the call, she couldn't provide Ayan with any answers.

Ayan didn't press further; he just gently said, "How about we have dinner outside tonight?"

Camille nodded in agreement.

That was settled.

Ayan squinted slightly, his gaze fixed on her. There was no change in his expression, and he didn't press for more answers, but he felt that something was off.

Camille is the type of person who naturally shows her emotions when something is wrong. Her appearance when there's nothing wrong is completely different.

Ayan kept everything he observed hidden within himself. He didn't show any emotion, just quietly accompanying her as they waited for Timmy to finish playing and go for dinner.

Timmy had a lot of energy and only agreed to leave after over forty minutes of playing.

Then the three of them went out to eat, and the nanny returned to Franklin Bay with the driver.

Because it was a family meal, they chose a themed restaurant.

There were many family restaurants in Hance City over the past couple of years. The one currently popular wasn't far from the amusement park. So Ayan took them there directly.

The menu mainly featured Cantonese dishes, which were relatively light and suitable for children.

Camille ordered two dishes that Timmy liked, leaving Ayan to arrange the rest.

The three of them didn't order much, just four dishes and a soup.

Timmy could feed himself now, but he still needed his food cut into bite-sized pieces, and someone to watch his swallowing.

So Camille's attention was mostly on Timmy. She hardly touched her food.

Ayan helped serve Camille, then whispered, "Start eating; he's finishing up too."

Camille nodded and began to eat.

Ayan asked, "Is it to your liking?"

Camille looked at him and said, "It's alright."

"That means it's not good. Should we change to another restaurant? You like spicy food, so how about some Mexican cuisine?" He suggested warmly.

Camille shook her head, "No need, I'm almost full. If I get hungry later, I can have a late-night snack at home."

Camille watched Ayan with seriousness. Seeing her gaze, Ayan didn't press the matter any further.