My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 42 Does he not want a divorce?

Ayan frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at Camille, her voicelow as she responded to Eileen's words, "Camille told you we'rechecking in tomorrow?"

“Yeah, Camille told me that when she got back this morning, Camille,don't you think?"

Eileen looked at Camille with a gentle expression, without any of thesharpness of the tit for tat that the two of them had when they werealone.

But Camille simply ignored her, just indifferently swept a glance andaverted his gaze.

Camille is silent, and Eileen's expression is a little slightly stiff.

She whispered, "Ayan, since you and Camille are going through theformalities, it's better for us to move out. After all, you said that this villawill be left to Camille as compensation for the divorce, if we continue tolive here after your divorce, will people say that we are bullyingCamille?"

The man's face was slightly pale, a few moments of impatience floodedhis eyebrows, and his tone was cold: “Is that what you mean too?"This question is naturally addressed to Camille.

The two men's eyes locked, his deep eyes with a shallow crushed icethat stung as if it could frostbite a person.

Camille didn't dodge, but looked straight at him and said, “I don't intendto live here after our divorce, I will move out, so you can continue to livehere if you don't replace a suitable place."

Ayan has a lot of properties in his name, so I'm afraid he's just sayinghe doesn't have a suitable place for Eileen, right?

Camille always thought he was just trying to look at his beloved all thetime, so he came up with that excuse.

But all of this will soon have nothing to do with her, so she will notquestion any more.

I just don't know if it was because of her answer, Ayan didn't give her agood look all night.

It seems to be very angry.

But what is he angry about?

After dinner, Ayan went back to the study and Camille went into thebedroom.

He didn't go back to his bedroom until late at night, so Camille didn'thave a chance to talk to him at all.

She fell asleep while waiting.

The night was dreamless and soon it was the next day.

At around six in the morning, the man's figure came out of the masterbedroom and went straight downstairs.

He didn't even eat breakfast and was ready to go out, but just as hewas about to get into the car, he heard a woman's voice: "Ayan , areyou going out?"

Ayan turns back and Eileen jogs over to follow.

He hmmed lightly, "Where are you going so early?"

"Ayan, aren't you and Camille going to the civil service today to get adivorce? Is it okay if I go with you?"

Ayan's face was warm with a few inconspicuous flashes of annoyance,and he said, "You're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau with us?"

"Well, okay? I want to go with you for a piece.”

Her eyes were full of anticipation.

Ayan just gave a slight pause and then said, "The Civil Affairs Bureau isnot open at this hour, so I have to go to the office first."

"Well, I'm fine, I can stay with you."

"As you wish."

Eileen was so happy to hear the man's voice saying yes that shehurriedly pulled the passenger side and sat up.

Camille woke up at seven o'clock.

There was no one around, so he probably went downstairs.

Only when she came downstairs after washing and changing, shedidn't see anyone and asked Kit, "Ayan, where is he?"

"Ayan went out early in the morning, with Miss Khan and the two ofthem.”

"Okay, I got it."

Camille just lightly responded, the bottom of the heart as lightly cutthrough the sea left inconspicuous ripples, but people can not ignore.Where did he take Eileen so early in the morning?

Can't wait to celebrate that they're getting divorced?

Thinking about it, the tip of the heart is like being torn by ants like avague pain, not light or heavy, but can make people hurt to the point ofnot being able to breathe.

Camille grabbed a bite to eat and headed out.

She thought Ayan was going to celebrate with Eileen first and thenwould go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau to meet her, so she drovethere by herself.

Same time.

In the president's office on the top floor of the Simpson Group building.Ayan sits at his desk focusing on the paperwork in his hand, whileEileen sits on the couch across from him, where she has been sittingand waiting for the past hour.

She specially checked the Civil Affairs Bureau office hours, it is now,but he did not half move, she hesitated, and finally decided to remind."Ayan , are you done yet? Are we ready to go over there?"

She looked at Ayan, her eyes were gentle, and her tone was as movingas a clear spring.

Ayan lifted his hand to glance at the time on his watch and said with awarm gaze, "Wait a minute."

Eileen can only lightly purse her lips without a sound.

She said to herself that they would check in today anyway, after waitingfor so long, there was no need to rush for such an hour or two, insteadshe saved upsetting him.

So she said no more, kept silent and waited.

After the man's eyes noticed her head hanging down, he picked up hisphone and found a contact and knocked down a few words to sendover, then put it back and continued reading the file.

In about ten minutes, Kian knocked on the office door.

"Mr. Simpson, there's an urgent meeting on the board side to attendright now, so I'm afraid you'll need to postpone your morning trip."Kian walked in with a sharp pace, looking at Ayan with a heavy andslightly nervous face.

Ayan also stood up immediately: "Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Yes, you can cancel all my arrangements for this morning.” His voice isindifferent, methodically ordered, and then looked at the dull-eyedEileen on the sofa and said, "Eileen, I'll have someone send you backfirst, or you can have someone send you there if you have otherarrangements, I have an urgent meeting to attend at the moment, so Ican't accompany you."

Eileen was stunned.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Ayan was already walking outof the office with Kian.

9:10 am.

In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Camille was already waiting.

But Ayan hasn't arrived yet.

She's looked at the time several times now and she's been over for anhour and a half.

Finally, I couldn't resist taking out my phone and dialing Ayan's number,but it took a long time for someone to pick up.

"Hello ma'am it's me, Kian , Mr. Simpson is in a meeting, what can I dofor you?"

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Camille was a little surprised: "He's in a meeting?"

"Yes, there is a temporary emergency on the board of directors’ side,so Mr. Fu is having a meeting to deal with it, do you need me to passon anything?"

"No need."

After hanging up the phone, Camille looked helpless.

What meeting can't you take half an hour to check in before you start?She held the phone, her eyes glazed over.

At this time, the phone in his hand suddenly rang.

She glanced down at the screen, which displayed a two-word note.She pressed answer, "Hello, Preston ."

"Finished checking in yet?"

Preston asked in a shallow voice.

She said expressionlessly, "No, he had a temporary problem.”"Something?"

"Hmm."

Preston didn't think so and said, "Camille, does he not want to divorceyou?"