My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 245: Fishing

Camille was still feeling uncomfortable, so it was hard to think about hiswords.

But feeling the warmth of the man's body and his special breath, sherealized what he was talking about.

Camille did not speak but held him back.

The results also came out, the baby was fine. There was no problem,so they shouldn't worry anymore.

When Ayan went to take a call, the doctor smiled and said to Camille,"Mr. Simpson loves you very much. I can see that he will be a goodfather and a good husband.”

The doctor was her cousin's teacher, so there were no courtesies.This made Camille blush a little awkwardly.

The worrying look in his eyes was obvious to Camille, but it was just toounreal for her to believe.

Camille came out of the doctor's office. Ayan, who had just come backafter the phone call, saw her coming out and asked, "what did thedoctor say?"

“I'm fine."

"Okay," he whispered back.

He picked up the checklist in her hand, then put the phone in the otherhand and naturally held her hand.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Camille was happy.

As they walked to the parking garage and got into the car, Ayanwhispered, "mom knows we're at the hospital for a prenatal check andshe asked us to meet up. Do you want to go?"

"Mom's here already?"

"Not yet, on her way, so do you want to go?"

Camille nodded and looked at Ayan. "Of course,” she says, "I can't turnMom down. Besides, it's been a long time since we have goneshopping together.”

"Okay." His voice was hoarse.

Camille looked at him puzzled. "Huh?"

"Just you two?"

He asked softly.

“Didn't mother ask me to hang out?"

"Does he want to go?"

"Doesn't he have to work?"

Talia arrived soon and got straight into Ayan's car. Before she got in,she asked Camille to sit in the back seat with her.

Ayan asked, "do you think I'm the driver?"

"One is your wife, the other is your mother, and there is your baby inher belly. Don't you feel honored to be the driver of us three?"

Talia responded arrogantly.

Ayan just smiled and said, "yes, you're right. It's my pleasure.”Camille smiled too, feeling happy and relaxed with Talia.

Then they chatted a lot. First, Talia was asking about the results of thetests, then they talked about things after the baby was born. Theytalked all the way and ignored Ayan.

The car stopped at a mall parking garage half an hour later, accordingto the address Talia gave him.

Holding Camille's hand, Talia explained, “I made you and the babysome clothes. They called me last night and told me they were readyso I thought I'd stop by today with you to see if you like them?"

"Mom, you are so nice. The baby is not born yet. It's ok to buy clotheslater or after the birth."

"How can that be? The baby can wait, but you can’t. You are the onlydaughter-in-law I have, and I want you to be the most beautifulpregnant mother."

Talia took Camille to the tailor shop. The store manager immediatelytook the custom-made clothes and Talia quickly asked Camille to trythem on. They were slightly loose but the highlights were still veryprominent.

Plus, Camille was beautiful and had a pretty face, which made it easierto overlook that she was pregnant.

Talia was satisfied and kept saying, "very pretty."

Camille looked down and was embarrassed by her compliments.

Talia looked over at Ayan and asked, "Ayan, is Camille pretty?"Camille paused and automatically looked at Ayan.

His dark eyes were fixed on her, and as they looked each other in theeye, she looked away uneasily. The man said gently, "yeah, you lookgood.”

"Camille, did you hear that? Ayan thinks it looks good on you. Motherdidn't lie, did 1?"

Camille blushed and took a glance at the man beside her. She pressedher lips together and remained silent.

After picking up her clothes, Talia took Camille to other shops. Ayanwas trailing behind them like a tool man carrying shopping bags.

This was the case all morning, and they ate lunch there, too.

Camille could see Ayan's frustration, so after lunch, she quickly toldTalia, "Mom, I'm feeling a little tired. I want to go home and have arest.”

"Tired? I'm sorry to drag you through endless shopping. I'm very happytoday. Are you alright?"

"Yes, but my feet are a little tired. I'll just go home and lie down."

Talia immediately looked at Ayan. "You take Camille home to rest, andI'll have the driver come and pick me up."

"Mom, will you come home with us?"

“No, I have plans later. I'm going to hang out with some friends. I'll askmy driver to pick me up and go straight to meet them there."

Talia didn't have any other hobbies except playing cards, so Camilledidn't insist. She waited for the driver to arrive and then left with Ayan.On the way back to the apartment, Camille asked Ayan, "is shoppingmore tiring than working?"

Ayan was driving while giving her a gentle look. "No."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"But generally, men don't like shopping very much, do they?"

She asked curiously.

Ayan narrowed his eyes and asked faintly, "Men? Who else have youbeen hanging out with?"

Camille got speechless and her eyes twinkled slightly. "No, I just heardfrom Sienna that men don't like shopping. Asking a man to shop is likeasking a woman to go fishing.”

"Really?"

His eyes were warm and soft.

He seemed incredulous.

But he said nothing more. Camille, of course, did not want to continuethe topic further either.

Back at the apartment, Ayan walked her upstairs. They did a lot ofshopping.

Camille said to him, "let's have dinner tonight. Sienna has been helpingme a lot this time, so I'd like to take her out to dinner.”

"Ok, then we can go to Darkmoor. You like the food there.”

He said it without any sense of embarrassment.

Camille smiled.

"The dinner is about Sienna, not me."

"She is not my concern,” he said softly. Then he touched her cheekgently. "I'm off to work. If I'll be late tonight, you and Sienna can go first,okay?"

"All right, be careful on the way."

Camille responded softly, watching Ayan walk out through the door,then she closed it.

She could still feel the warmth of his fingertips on her cheeks.

Ayan came out of the apartment as Kian just called.

Over the phone, Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, the person you asked me toinvestigate went to Flento City from Hance City Airport about a weekago. I've sent someone to check in Flento City now."

"Okay."

Ayan responded without much emotion.

As the call continued, Kian stopped talking.

He asked in a soft voice, "What's it?"