My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1543: Amusing

Chapter 1543: Amusing

Ayan chuckled lightly, glancing at Kian. "Do you want Jenson to repeat the previous praise? Although Preston is not smart enough to understand the relationship between us and Jenson, he's not foolish enough to work with someone who has witnessed his downfall. He's naturally suspicious, and if Jenson contacts him again for collaboration, Preston will easily figure out Jenson's current situation and soon discover our connection."

Ayan currently has no intention of exposing the connection between him and Jenson. He needs Jenson's company for Simpson Group and for handling matters he can't handle personally, so he doesn't want Jenson's identity to be publicly known.

After hearing Ayan's explanation, Kian immediately understood his intentions. He nodded and said, "You've thought it through more thoroughly. It was my impetuosity, only considering the present without considering the future."

Ayan didn't see any problem with Kian's thoughts. Most people would have the same concerns, but he had already decided on Jenson's role early on, giving him a deeper understanding than an observer. However, Ayan suddenly had another idea. He said to Kian, "Have Jenson work on a project now that appears impressive but with strict requirements. Only then will Preston become interested."

If the project is too perfect, Preston will undoubtedly become suspicious. But if there are difficulties and substantial benefits, he will do whatever it takes to secure it. This way, it won't be Jenson approaching him; it will be Preston seeking out Jenson. If any unexpected events occur during this period, they won't be related to Jenson. Ayan smiled and instructed Kian to contact Jenson immediately.

Kian and Jenson won't meet in person; their communication will only be through email, and not even Jenson's secretary knows about it.

Daisy's company, established by Preston, has not been officially revealed yet. So, by introducing the project at this time, Preston won't suspect any connection to Ayan. Once Kian handles it, he will inform Ayan. However, Kian is somewhat worried and asks in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, is this project really intended for Preston?" "Yes, of course it is, and I won't let any problems arise with this project. On the contrary, I want this project to make a big impact in Hance City."

This has always been Preston's wish, and now Ayan is assisting him.

Kian nodded, indicating his understanding.

Then, Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, there's one more thing. Mrs. Simpson went to the hospital to visit the old Simpson today. She went in the morning and left after having lunch." "She spent the whole morning there?"

"Yes."

Ayan nodded lightly, acknowledging the information. Camille didn't tell him about going to see the old Simpson. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't she ask if he wanted to go together?

So when Kian mentioned that Camille spent the whole morning at the hospital with the old Simpson without informing him, Ayan felt a bit uneasy. He subconsciously wondered if her visit was merely for companionship or if there was something else.

Ayan naturally didn't call Camille to ask, but the question of why she went to the hospital kept repeating in his mind.

In the evening, around six o'clock, Ayan arrived home.

He didn't see Camille, so he asked the housekeeper, "Where's Camille?"

"She's upstairs. She's been there since she came back in the afternoon. I think she's watching a movie," the housekeeper replied before going to prepare the dining table.

Ayan took off his coat and headed upstairs. He went directly to the movie room but didn't replace Camille there. Then, he went to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was tightly closed. He raised his hand, twisted the doorknob, and pushed the door open, stepping inside.

Camille was not lying on the soft leather sofa in the bedroom, watching TV shows. At first glance, all she saw was a slight bulge on the bed. Who else could it be but her? Ayan smiled, his lips curling, and then he walked straight over.

He stood by the bed, watching Camille for a while. She didn't react, but he noticed her eyelids trembling.

Ayan smiled, his handsome face filled with a smile. He walked over, taking the blanket and the person in his arms, and said, "Are you really asleep or just pretending?"

Camille remained silent, exerting control over her emotions.

Seeing her still not responding, Ayan asked again, "Are you really asleep?"

Camille didn't speak. Then she felt a warm breath getting closer and closer to her face. This close proximity made Camille stiffen and dare not move. With her eyes closed, her senses were highly sensitive to everything. Just as Ayan was about to get closer to her, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and the man's voice sounded husky, "Weren't you asleep? Why did you suddenly wake up?"

Camille pushed him away with her hand and pretended to be serious. "You woke me up. I have morning grumpiness, and I might hit someone!"

After saying that, she clenched her fist and sent it forward to Ayan. "Are you scared?"

"I'm scared. So, does the heroine want to go easy on me?" he asked.

"Don't act cute with me. I won't be easily fooled," Camille said lightly, her voice even huskier. "You've been busy today!"

Not a call or message.

Usually, when she was at work, he would definitely send her a message.

But today, there was nothing.

Camille was getting bored being alone, but she didn't feel like going out. She just wanted to stay at home and laze around.

Ayan didn't ask about Camille's schedule for today, he just asked, "Auntie said you would be back in the afternoon. Are you not busy today? Why didn't you come to the office to replace me?"

Camille sighed and said, "I'm afraid of affecting your work, so I can only be alone at home."

She looked pitiful, but it made Ayan replace it very amusing.

Ayan reached out and pinched her chin, his voice revealing obvious amusement. He said, "So pitiful, huh?"

"Yes, very pitiful."

"I feel sorry for you," Ayan whispered, laughing softly. "I've decided. Starting tomorrow, I'll take you to the office. I'll take you wherever I go. I'll accompany you. You shouldn't feel lonely anymore, right?" This time, Camille was stunned.

Camille laughed, but immediately refused, "I don't want that. You can go to the office by yourself. Don't drag me along. I want to stay at home and be lazy, waiting for you to take care of me. Is that okay?" "Do you really want me to take care of you?"

"Mm-hmm!"

"If you want me to take care of you, there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

Ayan said, "If you want me to take care of you, you mustn't have any self-doubt. Don't feel uncomfortable or have any other emotions about spending my money, and you have to be as happy and confident as you are now, okay?"

Ayan's words were very serious, with no hint of joking. This confused Camille, and she blinked her eyes, instinctively asking, "Are you trying to prevent me from participating in the SynergyCon project, so you want to take care of me instead?"