Female Novel
Chapter 620 Sweetness
Chapter 620 Sweetness
After all, people do not offend me I do not offend, is Cora repeatedly provoked, and use her in the most
important people threaten her to force her, even the old Simpson refused to let go, so how can she
swallow this grievance?
Camille raised her eyebrows and smiled indifferently, "I'm looking forward to how many days you can
last? Don't let me down too much with your tough talk!"
After Camille finished, she stopped looking at her and ignored her hissing, and just turned and walked
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Camille's words made Cora feel a touch of fear, because all along Camille is ignored as well as
indifferent attitude, even if she did those things in Fola, Camille is also as far away from her as possible
not to interact, and then she repeatedly pestered Ayan, Camille is also not too concerned, like a person
with little temper.
Even the last time she slapped her twice, but she only felt that it was because she used Timmy to
threaten, Camille as a mother issued an instinctive reaction, but Cora this moment to realize the fear.
She felt that Camille was not as cold as she saw on the surface, and always had a bad streak hidden in
her bones, a vengeance that was more ruthless than she had imagined.
Camille left Cora's room and walked straight out of the villa. Ayan was smoking a cigarette in the
courtyard of the villa, and when he saw her come out, he immediately put out his cigarette and threw it
in the trash and walked towards her.
Him: "Finished?"
"Well, is it okay to go?"
Her expression is light, and there is no half of the look and intimacy under her eyes that she just
revealed in front of Cora.
Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice, "Throwing me aside after using me?"
Her long hair draped over her shoulders, her plain face as cold as water, looking at her without the
slightest hint of avoidance, she asked instead of answering, "So do you want to give me the use of it?"
His thin lips outlined a shallow arc, his voice was faintly husky: "It's okay to use me, but won't you give
me a little sweetness and reward?"
Camille doesn't speak, apparently reluctantly.
He was in no hurry, but lifted his bony fingers to gently hook her chin, his slightly coarse fingers
hanging over her delicate cheeks, the smile under his eyes deepening: "No?"
Camille looked at him faintly, not half willing, but also did not straight back, like an intention to muddle
through, as a scum, not to say good, nor would not say bad.
She stared at Ayan and smiled lightly, "If you didn't want to just now you should have refused me, you
just cooperated like that, I thought you were willing, or are you backtracking now?"
She is always reluctant to say her answer, but repeatedly put the questions kicked over by Ayan and
mentioned back with the same tone, one after another answer eventually returned to Ayan's hands.
Ayan hooked his lips in self-deprecation, the whole person also slightly leaned down towards her, lips
slowly pressed to her cheek, she subconsciously leaned back and wanted to pull away, but Ayan
cupped her chin hand to clasp the back of her head, he did not give her any chance to escape.
Four eyes on each other, Camille eyes to worship the formation, especially the man in front of her is too
close to her, warm lips right on the cheek gently pressed, she is very uncomfortable.
The man's voice said without urgency, "If I were to really say I regret, would you ignore me again and
refuse to even pretend to act with me?"
She stiffened and swallowed, still pretending to be calm and said, "Probably!"
The words have just fallen, the lips of her cheeks have left directly kissed her lips, he was strong and
domineering does not allow her to have any refusal, but it did not last long, if the person really pissed
off, he did not know how to coax good.
A few seconds later the kiss ended of its own accord, and again without waiting for Camille to react, he
said in a low voice: "Using me, you should always give me a little sweetness, otherwise how can I
cooperate with you next time?"
His deep eyes revealed a few smiles, and then before Camille moved to anger has turned to the car.
He seemed to have expected all kinds of reactions from Camille, so he didn't give her a chance to have
a fit at all, which made Camille stand still and her whole body was not good.
His initiative has not been a time, but she simply can not defend, even if there are defenses but also do
not know that he can be cheeky to this extent, simply see the stitching randomly can find an excuse
and reason.
Camille stood in the same place for a long time have not suppressed the heart of the anger, but Ayan is
not in front of her, she simply do not know how to vent? And because this is not a big deal, they are
more intimate than this but also did, if she grabbed it is not a big deal?
But they are already divorced, so who is he to kiss whenever he wants?
Camille's anger did not subside for a long time until the maid from the villa came and told her, "Mrs.
Simpson, Mr. Simpson is waiting for you in the car."
Camille hmmed lightly, and only then took a deep breath and went to the garage.
This time she went directly to the back seat, but did not expect Ayan also in the back seat, the person
driving in front of the car is the driver, Camille subconsciously wanted to push the door down, Ayan a
hold her hand, and then lightly ordered: "drive."
Camille withdrew her hand with force and a cold expression on her face. Her displeasure was already
written on her face, and Ayan naturally did not try to provoke it again.
When she returned to the Simpson's mansion, she immediately opened the door to get out of the car,
but was stopped by Ayan, and she immediately snapped: "Ayan, try touching me again!"
Her face full of anger filled with discontent anger, Ayan but only a gentle smile, and then faintly said: "I
did not want to touch you, just want to tell you to go home first wash your hands, do not catch germs to
Timmy."
Camille's entire face froze at Ayan's words.
He just did it on purpose, didn't he?
It must have been intentional.
Camille's heart was frantic, glaring at him with eyes like a sharp sword sweeping past, but Ayan said
with a resigned face, "You misunderstood me."
Camille stared blankly, and only after a few seconds did she lower her eyes and purse her lips as Ayan
watched and pushed open the car door to get out.
She didn't know how she walked into the villa, only that she felt the desire to pull the plug on Ayan even
heavier.
But he was right, after watching Cora back is to wash a hand, not just wash your hands, but also a
shower to be right.
She went straight upstairs and rinsed off briefly before going downstairs to hug Timmy.
After the kitchen had also prepared the meal, Talia called her and Ayan to eat. After sitting down, she
heard Talia ask, "Where did you two go? Why are you back so soon?"
"Just hanging out." Ayan took over and responded lightly, apparently not really wanting Talia to know
where he had gone with Camille.
Camille did not correct either, but acquiesced to his answer.
Talia but some misunderstanding, the corners of the mouth full of smiles: "shopping good, nothing more
shopping, Hance City has increased two big shopping malls and places to play, Ayan have time to
accompany Camille ..... And Timmy a piece to go shopping, Timmy always at home is not good, or later
character are introverted."
Talia suggested with a smile, picking a place that was not suitable for Timmy, who could not even walk,
so her implication was obvious, making Camille hang her eyes and pretend not to hear and continue
eating the food, her reaction fell into Ayan's eyes, helplessly smiled, and then responded, "Okay, I'll go
when I have time."
Talia seemed to be in a good mood and even ate an extra half bowl of rice.
Ayan had dinner and went to the office after playing with Timmy for a while. After he left, Camille
couldn't help but relax.
In the afternoon, Timmy went to bed and Camille learned to make cakes with Talia. Talia planned to
send some to the old Simpson's nurses at the hospital later to thank them for their care.
Camille was studying hard until her phone suddenly rang and interrupted her.
It's an unfamiliar number.
She frowned slightly and clicked on the answer, "Hello?"
"Mrs. Simpson, it's me, Austin."
Camille's eyes froze and her tone instantly cooled down, "What's the matter?"
Austin said, "My wife is in Mr. Simpson's hands, Mrs. Simpson must know that, right? Mrs. Simpson, it's
a fact that everyone knows that old love never dies, so Mrs. Simpson is really sure that Mr. Simpson
will not be moved?"