My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 579 Staying Overnight
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Chapter 579 Staying Overnight

Chapter 579 Staying Overnight

Since there were only tomatoes, eggs and a little bit of green vegetables at home, she could only make

simple tomato and egg noodles.

But it tasted and looked good.

The two sat at the table, and Ayan looked at the noodles in front of him, his handsome face revealing a

smile." This is the first time I've eaten the noodles you made."

Camille didn't respond, just said, "Eat up, or it'll stick together."

When she finished, she had already picked up the spoon and started.

Ayan's always ate in an elegant way. Even eating noodles would not appear rude, but it was also not

that kind of girly feeling. Anyway, it was in line with his appearance and grace.

Ayan was a good guest and didn't even leave any soup over.

After putting down the bowl, he volunteered, "I'll do the dishes."

"No, I'll be fine on my own."

"You cook the noodles, I'll do the dishes, fair enough." Having said that, he had collected the dishes

from Camille's hand, then got up and walked to the kitchen.

Maple Leaves Mansion's kitchen was open, so Camille could see everything from the dining room.

In her memory, he never did the housework.

But at the moment, looking at his back washing dishes, she would feel no sense of contradiction again.

She withdrew her gaze and looked no further. Sienna also sent a message at that moment, asking, "It's

raining non-stop, he's not looking for a sleepover at this time, is he?"

Camille didn't know how to reply it.

Camille turned off the phone and put it down, lightly pursed her lips and thought about what to do.

With only two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, Ayan washed them quickly, then returned to the living

room.

Camille stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, watching the soybean-sized

raindrops hit the glass window with a not-so-subtle sound. She looked back at Ayan and asked in a

light voice, "Are you going to have Kian come and pick it up later or are you going to go by yourself?"

She thought about it again and again and decided to make it clear, because she didn't want him to stay

overnight.

If it was the Simpson's mansion, she felt she had no right to impose requirements on him. After all, it

was the Simpson family's place, but at the moment it was in her own place and there were only the two

of them, so Camille didn't want him to stay overnight.

Her words made the atmosphere suddenly heavy, Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her.

The tight frown was also obvious. He said indifferently: "Are you driving me away?"

"I don't mean that, it's just that it's late, there's work tomorrow, you should go back early and rest!"

She was cold and distant, just as close to saying, "Ayan, you can leave now."

Ayan looked at her, his thin lips pursed into a straight line. He smiled indifferently, his voice was deep,

and his eyes seemed to see through the deepest part of her heart. "It's still raining heavily, and it's not

safe for Kian to come over at this time. If you want to rest, can you lend me your living room for a

while?"

He walked towards her and stood by her looking out the window.

Because of the rain, it was dark outside and even the lights were dim.

He stood beside her, his crisp, fresh breath filling the air, making Camille a little less than comfortable.

She turned and walked aside to pour a glass of water, distancing herself from him, and then said softly,

"As you wish."

It was raining heavily, so it would indeed be inappropriate to insist on kicking him out, and it was not

safe for him to drive in this weather.novelbin

Camille went back to her room, closed the door behind her and locked it behind her.

She took a shower and leaned over the bed to read for a while, during which time it was very quiet both

inside and outside the house, as if Camille was the only one home.

Probably because she knew there was someone out there, Camille couldn't help but get distracted

when she read, and even if she forced herself to focus, she couldn't really continue reading

She closed the book and looked at the time. It was past ten o'clock, but the rain had no intention of

stopping.

At this time, she could not open the door again to rush him, so she could only stay in the room, so in

the end she did not know exactly when she fell asleep.

The next morning, Camille was awakened by the alarm clock. She washed and changed before coming

out, then saw Ayan sitting quietly on the couch, and got up immediately after seeing her.

His clothes were a little wrinkled, his hair a little messy. There was breakfast on the table. He said, "It

stopped raining too late last night, so I stayed here. I went downstairs and bought breakfast. You can

eat it, and I'll go to the office first."

Then, without waiting for Camille to say anything, he had already grabbed his coat and walked out the

door.

He just left like that?

Camille stood there for a long time without moving, thinking about what he just said. In fact, he could

have just left without saying anything or doing anything. Why did he wait until she came out to tell her

specifically?

Did he want her to know that he slept in the living room last night?

Camille's face scowled, an unspoken emotion spreading through her heart, as she had to go to a

meeting with the Simpson Group, so she quickly gathered herself and ate something to go out.

Today's meeting was mainly to discuss the second phase of the design draft. Camille's business skills

were always satisfying, so basically there were not too many problems.

All of them voted unanimously to settle except for Cora who did not attend.

The session was over in just half an hour.

After that, Ayan left sooner than usual, and it was learned from one of his assistants that he was now

leaving for a business trip to Dane City.

The assistant escorted everyone to the elevator and out of the Simpson Group building, where Camille

said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Bell and got into her car.

Dan also came over and knocked on the car window at that point and he said, "A lift?"

"OK." Camille nodded, and only after Dan got in the car did she say, "The fare is by direct transfer."

Dan smiled and took out his phone to transfer "0. 01"

Camille almost kick him out of the car if it wasn't for the project.

Camille had his hands on the steering wheel and was staring at the road, so he didn't notice Dan's

gaze on her, and it was a long time before Dan asked, "Is Master Simpson away on business?"

"Didn't you just hear it?" Everyone had heard it, so why asked her again?

Tang smiled and said, "Where did Master Simpson go on a business trip?"

Camille wrinkled her brow in displeasure and glanced at the man beside her. She said

expressionlessly, "Is there something wrong with you asking for so much detail?"

Dan laughed.

He had to say that Camille was so smart that she could change the subject and give him the trouble.

He said, "Just curious, after all, Master Simpson rarely travels, doesn't he?"

"Do you need me to ask Mr. Reid to put together a copy of his work schedule and send it to you?"

Camille pursed her lips slightly, her face growing even more cold: "What are you trying to say?"

Dan looked at her unruffled and said in a low voice, "Just curious, why didn't Master Simpson check in

with you when he went to Dane City to handle the partnership with Sophia? It feels a little less like you

two are a normal couple and more like a partnership."

Camille stared ahead without changing her face. She kept driving without any ripples, and waited until

the traffic light stopped the car and turned her head to look at Dan. She said, "So?"

She raised her eyebrows, and her look was familiar to Dan.

Where did he seem to have seen that look before?

But for now he couldn't remember.

Camille did not look at him any more, but continued to stare forward, her voice indifferent: "Dan, have

you ever heard a saying?"

"What's the word?"

"Curiosity kills the cat."

She hooked her lips in a sneer and said no more.

The green light came on, the car started, and the atmosphere in the car quieted down. Dan sitting on

the passenger side after a long time, suddenly remembered where he came across Camille's that

expression?

On Ayan's face.

Exactly the same.

It was true that after being together for a long time, one would subconsciously look like the other.

He originally only intended to dig bout some information and then joke about it, but after seeing

Camille's reaction, he immediately dismissed the idea.

What if it was a couple thing?

Arriving at the office, Dan didn't go up, but simply said, "I'll walk back to the hotel go to the nearby

bookstore to buy two books."

"Good." With her bag in hand, Camille turned around and headed for the building.

Dan called out to her, "Camille!"

"Yes?"

"Don't take what I just said to heart, I didn't mean anything else, and I apologize if it makes you

uncomfortable."

"What just happened?" Camille raised her eyebrows and just curled her lips into a smile, then without

waiting for Dan to say anything, she turned her head and walked into the building.

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