My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 227 Get Sweet to Death

Camille was stunned and felt helpless.

Ayan was still looking at her and reminded her in a gentle voice, “Get inthe car. I can’t stop here for too long.”

Would he be worried about that?

It's just an excuse.

Eventually, Camille got into the car. She lowered head and fastened herseat belt. The car moved forward the next second.

The atmosphere in the car was quite quiet. All the way back to theapartment, they both stayed silent.

As for Sophia, neither of them mentioned it anymore.

Camille told herself that it was just a small thing, so it should not affectthe experience of getting along with each other or make theatmosphere unpleasant. More importantly, she was going to competeand there was no extra energy for her to focus on other things.

The night before the contest competition, Ayan asked her to finish herwork early and said, “Don’t work overtime tonight, OK? Let's go out tohave dinner. You've been spending all your time on the drawingsrecently. That's boring.”

Camille pursed her lips, wanting to refuse subconsciously.

It seemed that Ayan spelt over her mind, so he went ahead of her andsaid the next second before her words, “Take it as to accompany me,OK?"

Camille finally agreed.

Ayan took her to Darkmoor for dinner, just the two of them.

After dinner, Ayan drove her to the river for a walk. They were hand inhand like a couple, enjoying the silence of this moment without anyconversation.

Ayan took her by the hand and they walked along the river to a pubstreet, where the atmosphere was very nice and relaxing.

Ayan looked down at her and said, “Shall we go in?"

But Camille, who was pregnant, didn't really fit in such a place. Sheresisted, “I don’t want to come in. let's go home!”

Ayan narrowed his eyes and asked, “Just for a while.”

Camille pressed her lips and stopped talking.

He reached over her shoulder and whispered, “Wouldn't you come inand see the surprise I've prepared for you?"

Camille looked at the man beside her with some surprise, only to see ahint of smile on his thin lips and a handsome face revealing mysteriousenigma.

Before Camille gathered her wits together, he had already led herinside.

After entering the bar, his palm covered her eyes gently to block hervision. Camille was a bit startled and clutched his clothessubconsciously.

Ayan said in a low voice, “Don’t be afraid. I'm here.”

Camille followed him for about a dozen paces, then stopped.

He put his arms around Camille’s shoulders to sit her on the couch andglanced at the man across from him before removing the hand that wascovering Camille's eyes.

Camille opened her eyes and was a little unaccustomed to the light.She rubbed her eyes. The moment she putdown her hand, she saw theperson sitting opposite.

She exclaimed, “Sienna, why are you here?”

Sienna smiled with her arms clasping around her chest and tuttedtwice, “Mr. Simpson invited me here at a high price and asked me toaccompany you to participate in the contest. You two are so lovey-dovey with no regard for my feelings. Would you want to make meadmire you?"

Camille looked at Ayan subconsciously, who also fixed his eyes on her.Looking at each other, Camille pursed her lips and smiled, “Thank you,Ayan.”

Ayan reached out and pinched her cheek and whispered, "You guystalk first, I'll drive over.”

The car was still parked at the place for dinner, which was a littledistant.

As Ayan went to drive, Sienna looked at Camille with a gossipy look onher face. She stretched out her hands to support her cheek, and askedcuriously, “How are things going with you?”

“Not bad.”

“Well, you are now a double harvest of career and marriage.”

“How about you? Are you OK?"

“I'm fine. I'll die alone. Don’t worry about me. However, if you really loveme, you can give me the baby after birth, or have another baby for me.”She sighed and made a pitiful look deliberately to make Camille careabout her.

However, Camille said coldly, “I'm not worried about you, so can liveyourself well.”

Feeling wronged, Sienna picked up her bag and got up quickly. “Don’tstop me. I'm going to take a taxi back to Flento City overnight.”

“Okay. Careful on your way out.”

Camille had little reaction.

Sienna sighed helplessly and went to Camille directly. She pinchedCamille's neck gently and said, “You are so ruthless. That's how youtreat me after getting married, right?”

“Humph!” Sienna loosened her up and then leaned on her shoulder,saying, “Go get them. Don’t be nervous. I'm always with you.”

No matter how they quarreled and fought or no matter what happened,the relationship between them would never change, let alone beaffected by the interests of the outside world and others’ provocation.Ayan gave them plenty of time to chat and relax. It was more than anhour before Ayan called to remind them that he was at the door.Camille and Sienna came out arm-in-arm and sat in the back seat,considering Ayan as a driver totally.

Sienna smiled wickedly, “Mr. Simpson, you won't be upset to drive usyourself, right?”

Camille looked out of the window. She would rather not to understandthe extra meaning of her words.

Ayan could see Camille's reaction through the rearview window. Hecouldn't help but hook her lips and said in a low voice, “No. I'm honoredto serve two beautiful girls.”

Sienna smiled. She would say more nice things about him to Camillefor his sake of fawning.

Back to the apartment, Sienna stayed at the house of grandma for thetime being. Because it was getting late and Camille had to go thecompetition tomorrow morning, she went back quickly and fell asleepafter taking a shower.

However, Camille was not sleepy as she lay on the bed. She stared atthe ceiling.

Ayan raised his hand to cover her eyes. “What are you looking at?”“I'm thinking about the contest tomorrow.”

“Nervous?”

She shook her head. “No, I'm just thinking about whether there existssomething I didn’t do well.”

“You've done well. Now all you have to do is to fall asleep and have agood rest. It's going to be a long day tomorrow.”

Camille replied, “Okay.” And she leaned over.

She turned her back to Ayan, just in time for him to hug her gently frombehind. He kissed her neck softly. “Good night.”

“Well. Good night.”

Camille closed her eyes and told herself that everything would be fine.After a dreamless night, Camille arrived at the company with Sienna.Since Ayan and her were the organizer and contestant today, they hadto maintain a distance.

After arriving at the office, Camille asked Yessica and the others tocome in for the last check. While they were examining the drawingscarefully, Camille’s phone rang suddenly.

It was a number she had never seen before.

She picked up her phone and walked over to the floor-to-ceilingwindow, then pressed the answer button, "Hello. This is Camille.”“Camille, for your own good, don't take part in the competition.”

It was a very soft female voice, but with a voice changer, she couldn'ttell who it was.