My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

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Chapter 678 Strange

Chapter 678 Strange

Yessica was a little confused, but nodded.

So all day Camille was not disturbed by anyone until the end of the work day. But instead of rushing

back, she planned to ask Sienna out for a meal.

She called Sienna and was quickly answered.

But the person on the other end of the phone seemed a little tired, and her voice sounded less than

energetic: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you?" asked Camille, "Not feeling well?"

Sienna: "I caught a cold."

"It's serious?" It sounded like it was serious.

Sienna didn't have the strength to respond, and her voice was still a little hoarse: "Well, sort of, what

are you going to do?"

"Nothing, I want to ask you to have dinner together, since you have a cold, then take a good rest. Do

you need me to some and see you?"

"No." Sienna immediately shot back the next second, her reaction a little too strong for Camille to ask,

"What are you so excited about?"

Sienna said, "I'm not excited. I just don't want you to bother making a trip, and I just have a cold, it's not

a big deal, so don't come over."

Camille didn't think much of it and just assumed she was telling the truth.

After that, she told her to get some rest and then ended the call.

Sienna dropped her phone and felt her hand break. She didn't get out of bed today. She was so tired

she felt like she was going to die.

No, just after finishing the call with Camille, the culprit came in with the soup.

Because they were at home, he was dressed simply with a light-coloured home clothes, his hair is also

a little messy, and at the moment his gentle look was also much more serious than when he usually

teased her.

He put the soup bowl on the bedside table, then sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed

Sienna's cheek, and asked in a low voice: "Wake up and have some soup? I made the chicken soup

myself, don't you want to drink it?"

"Get out!"

Sienna spat out a word indifferently.

Rex laughed, he carried her up from the bed to his arms along with the quilt. He said, "You have not

eaten anythign all day. Now it's dinner time, drink some soup. Later I'll make you something else?"

Sienna looked at the two-faced man with a cold face, and the words came out of her mouth, "Rex, you

are a bastard."

Hearing her scolding, Rex's smile deepened and his voice was tinged with a low chuckle as he said,

"Well, yes, I'm a bastard, so do you want some chicken soup made by a bastard now?"

Sienna listened to his answer and became even more angry. Why was he the one who made the effort,

but she was the one who suffered?

When she thought of him coming back last night and pressing her against the wall like a madman, she

was totally angry.

But she would not mistreat her own stomach. Naturally, she finished drinking a bowl of soup. Seeing

her in good appetite, he asked again, "Want more?"

"No." Sienna shook her head, then nestled in his arms with her eyes closed, her whole body weak and

unwilling to move.

Rex held her like this until she was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly reached out and took her

hand to his mouth and kissed it gently, asking in a gentle voice, "Sienna, do you want to go to Campole

with him or stay with me in Hance City?"

His voice was as gentle as water, not giving her the slightest pressure or coercion, as if he was just

asking her if she wanted to have dinner later.

Sienna did not answer right away. She quietly maintained a pose without any response.

Her eyes were closed and it was hard not to feel like she was asleep.

But Rex's voice didn't stop as he continued, "I agree with whatever decision you make, only this time I

won't be there for you. I'll just have to wait for you in Hance City and can wait for you forever."

He was willing to wait for Sienna to come back of her own accord, but he wouldn't look for her

anywhere else.

If they always chase each other like this, sooner or later there will be great problems, which will also

give Sienna a feeling that no matter where she goes, he will eventually go to find her.

His words made Sienna open her eyes. She pursed her lips lightly, her voice sounded a bit choked: "Do

you mean that if I leave, it's completely over between us?"

Rex subconsciously narrowed his eyes, the flickering emotions under his eyes making it difficult to see

what he was thinking at the moment.

But in the next second, his low voice slowly ringing out as he said, "A complete end? You'd better not

think about it either, we started when you said it, and end it as you wish? Sienna, I won't interfere with

you if you want to go about your business, but you have to come back or I won't let it go."

The man's words made Sienna clench her teeth, and her eyes glistened with moisture, but she didn't

speak again for a long time.

They just kept silent. Although there was no verbal interaction, they were now very clear about each

other's mind.

Such honesty made it clear that they both understood that whatever they encountered, it was better to

talk through it.

At least they could know each other's heart, then there would also be some courage about their

relationship.

Camille, who did not meet Sienna, eventually drove back to Maple Leaves Mansion, but to her surprise,

there was no news from Ayan all day, no phone calls, no messages.

Obviously this was what she wanted. But when it did, there was an inexplicable sense of loss in her

heart.

She came home and cooked noodles. The more she ate, the more flavourless she felt, so she simply

put down her chopsticks and sat in a chair and stared.

What the hell does he mean by that?

Camille realized as an afterthought that she had been manipulated by Ayan and immediately stopped

thinking about it.

Such a feeling made her feel frightened.

She can't be trapped once again, can she?

Camille stared blankly until her cell phone rang, snapping her back to reality.

It wasn't Ayan calling, but Grace.

Camille picked up immediately and Grace's voice came, "Cami, is it convenient to talk about work right

now?"

"Well, yeah, you say it."

"Mr. Burris invited you to help appraise the design. The day after tomorrow it will be submitted to the

Simpson Group for the project team to vote for a final decision. I want to ask, when you are free, can

you come over to Armstrong Corp? Or I can send it to your email directly?"

"Send me an email, I'll read it later and get back to you tomorrow morning?"

"Good, then you contact Mr. Burris directly, because Mr. Burris is personally in charge of this matter."

"Well, OK."

After a brief chat about work, Grace mentioned, "Cami, come home for dinner if you have time lately,

mom and dad miss you too."

Grace was still trying to ease Camille's relationship with Brody and Page, because it was better for the

family to get along.

But instead of just saying yes, Camille said, as always, "We'll see!"

To the Armstrong family, she could never get close. Her feelings for them were indescribable. It was

like the most familiar strangers.

Sometimes she asked herself, "Am I the Armstrong family's biological child?"

Camille didn't want to talk about it anymore, and Grace couldn't force her, fearing that Camille would be

disgusted and wouldn't want to hang out with her.

After the phone call, Grace immediately emailed Camille the design, who stayed up late to check a few

of them and make some changes, and then wrote down detailed suggestions after looking at the rest

the next morning.

It was almost noon when Camille finished, so she sent it directly to Horace.novelbin

Horace contacted Camille first after reading it and expressed his gratitude, but also said, "Armstrong

Corp will have a design project next, would you like to work with me?"

Camille felt it a little abrupt and did not say yes directly, but simply responded, "Let's talk about this

after Armstrong Corp's confirmation, for now it is still our current project that is the priority."

"Yes, after this project is over, we will talk about the design cooperation."

Camille said yes, and the two didn't talk much because Camille had business to attend, so she still

needed to have a thorough chat with Yessica.

Camille met Yessica for lunch to talk about the state of the company since Preston left and plans in the

next.

She took the elevator downstairs and then met Kian.

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