Female Novel
Chapter 1482: Passive
Chapter 1482: Passive
Camille sighed silently before speaking, "It's been so long, I don't think there's a need to continuetalking about it, right?"
Sienna disagreed, "Why not? This is not some boring matter. This is about your feelings for him.From your current relationship status, honestly Camille, I think he would be really happy to knowbecause you two don't seem like a couple in an arranged marriage. You actually have a lovingrelationship, and Mr. Simpson treats you very well. Actually, you can tell whether someone lovesyou just by their eyes. From a bystander's perspective, I can tell how deep his feelings are for youwith just one look."
Sienna hoped for Camille and Ayan to improve their relationship, as she had witnessed how difficultCamille's journey had been, especially considering how she had given up her own future and manypersonal benefits to marry Ayan. However, due to several factors, their relationship had soured tothe point of considering divorce.
Although they were now divorced, it was different from an emotionless divorce.
Camille pursed her lips, her voice unusually soft, "I don't know how to broach the subject."
"There's no need to force it. You don't have to deliberately talk about it or hide it. Let things flownaturally. Even if he finds out now, I think it's a good thing. It could strengthen your relationshipfurther. Although you two are already inseparable."
Sienna's last words made Camille smile.
She said, "There's no relationship that is inseparable. Even if things are good now,misunderstandings or external factors could affect it in the future. So, let's cherish the present and
not worry about the future too much!"
"With your current pure heart, do you want to visit a temple to enlighten those who see through theworld?"
"Alright, let me contact some temples and see if they need me. I'll go." Camille said calmly.
The two of them chatted in the resting area for quite some time before it was their turn to play.
They started with a doubles match, then moved on to a dead-ball game, and in the end, Camilleand Sienna emerged victorious. After all, the two men didn't dare to compete with them; if they won,they wouldn't be allowed into the bedroom that night.
That was impossible.
The game lasted until almost dawn before everyone went their separate ways.
Camille was exhausted, so she took a quick shower and crawled into bed. Ayan couldn't help butchuckle, "Are you that tired?"
"Yes, I'm exhausted. I feel like my entire body is falling apart." It had been a while since she hadexercised, and now she realized how weak her body had become.
Ayan said, "You'll get used to it if we play twice a week from now on."
Camille looked horrified and said, "I don't want to. I'm very busy. I just started a project with Mr.Simpson, and I'm super busy. I'm sorry, but I don't have time to exercise."
After speaking, Camille didn't want to listen to Ayan's persuasion anymore, so she just lifted theblanket and lay down.
She said, "Goodnight!"
She covered herself completely with the blanket, not leaving any room for air or any sound,especially Ayan's voice.
Camille's actions made Ayan smile, and he couldn't help but walk over and sit at the edge of thebed. His voice was unusually gentle as he said, "Are you trying to ignore reality?"
Camille remained quiet, offering no reaction.
Seeing this, Ayan simply wrapped the blanket around her and pulled her close to him.
Camille didn't even have a chance to struggle. She said, "Let me go, I want to sleep!"
Ayan said, "Can't you hear me speaking?"
"What are you trying to do?"
"Do you want to exercise twice a week?"
"No."
"Once a week is not enough; your resistance is too low. You were so exhausted after exercising fora short while. I will make time every week to accompany you for hiking or playing ball. How aboutthat?"
Camille pursed her lips, her voice hoarse, "I'm really tired, I need to sleep."
"First, agree to do this, okay?" Ayan was insistent on this matter related to her health. He didn'twant to give Camille any chance to back out or negotiate. He said, "We will exercise together everyweek, and we can also bring Timmy along. He's a boy, and it's good for him to build a strong bodyfrom a young age. It's beneficial for his growth, okay?"
He used Timmy as an excuse, knowing that Camille would agree if it involved Timmy. For anythingrelated to Timmy, she would agree unconditionally.
Now, she agreed to exercise once a week, whether hiking or playing ball, as long as Timmy wasincluded, she believed she could handle it.
After exercising, she slept very well, almost sleeping through the night.
When Camille woke up, she felt like her limbs weren't hers; they were aching and sore.
Stretching lazily, she found that Ayan was no longer beside her.
She had to go to the company today, so she quickly freshened up and headed to the office.Recently, Camille had a chauffeur drive her to the company, so she didn't have to drive herself.
Upon arriving at the office, Yessica immediately followed her to the office and said, "Camille, Kianinformed me that we need to meet with the Simpson Group project department tonight or tomorrownight to sign a formal cooperation agreement."
"Okay, you handle it. I plan to make an appearance in this project before it begins." Camilleresponded earnestly.
Yessica looked puzzled, "Camille, are you worried they will find out about your identity?"novelbin
"It's not about worry; I just don't want them to know. Only Ayan and Kian know about ourcollaboration with the Simpson Group. Nobody else knows, and that's not a bad thing. In fact, it'sgood for me." Camille had just thought of this issue in that moment. She hadn't considered it beforebut realized that keeping it under wraps would be beneficial. If any trouble arose after they officiallystarted cooperating, everyone would be witness to it. She didn't want to put her company, SimpsonGroup, and Ayan in a negative light.
Yessica went to handle the matter, and Camille began working on other tasks.
Sienna didn't come to the office that day as Mrs. King wasn't feeling well and Sienna hadaccompanied her to the hospital.
Camille spent the morning alone at the office. During this time, Ayan sent several messages.
Seeing them, Camille couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you busy, Mr. Simpson?"