My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 310 - Talking Too Much

Chapter 310 - Talking Too Much

Kian slightly froze, subconsciously looked at Ayan, he asked inconfusion: "What do you mean ....."

Ayan indifferently swept him a glance, without waiting for him to speakthen directly interrupted: "Well, go and arrange it."

Kian nodded his head, then distanced himself from Ayan andimmediately made a phone call, which was answered by him.

Ayan lived on the twenty-ninth floor of the Hance City InternationalHotel, his dedicated suite in the hotel, with all the amenities, and theaunt who helped cook in the apartment before came over to preparedinner for him.

Dinner is he and Kian eat together, these two days more things, Kian isalso with him to stay in the hotel side.

As we were eating, Kian's cell phone rang.

He looked at the display on the screen and immediately frownedsubconsciously looking at Ayan across the room.

After the latter noticed his expression, he asked lightly, "What's theproblem?"

“It's from the villa, it should have something to do with madam.”

"Pick it up.”

Ayan clip dishes, eating posture and demeanor is very elegant, but notat all feel pretentious and girly, but rather a kind of bones emanatingfrom the noble elegance.

Kian immediately clicked answer and then pressed the speakerphone.It was the voice of the maid's aunt, who said, “Is that Mr. Reid?"

“I am, is there something the lady wants?"

"Mr. Reid, madam has little appetite, she almost fainted just now, is itbecause she has not eaten enough to keep up with the nutrition?"The aunt asked carefully, she was found by Kian, has been in the villacleaning, was only two days ago was instructed to take care of Camille,so she must pay attention to everything, afraid that they do somethingwrong to hurt Camille and the child, then she can be in big trouble.

So the aunt was terrified and a little scared.

Kian subconsciously looked at Ayan, the man's face without excessemotion, but dark eyes clearly reveal a few points of displeasure.

Kian hurriedly responded, "Auntie, is the lady not to her liking? You dochange to other flavors to try to let her eat more, she is pregnant now,nutrition must keep up with it, her body is also the most important, so Istill need to trouble you to take care of more."

"Mr. Reid, I've really tried my best, and I don't know if madam is notused to eating my cooking? I think she had a regular aunt who cookedbefore, right? Can you see if you can let me learn from that aunt?"Auntie softly asked for instructions.

Kian did not respond immediately, but simply looked at Ayan with aquestioning look in his eyes, as if to say, "Mr. Simpson, what do youthink?"

Ayan lightly squinted his eyes, also followed by putting down thedishes, and then shook his head to say no.

Ayan didn't continue to eat anymore, he just got up and left the table,then walked from the dining room to the hall outside.

Kian replied to his aunt as he wanted, "Auntie, I need to ask Mr.Simpson, and until Mr. Simpson says yes everything is still a problemfor you to take good care of the lady."

The aunt seemed a little lost, but eventually said yes and ended thecall.

Auntie handed the phone to the bouncer, then turned around and wentback inside.

She walked to the living room and looked over at Camille sitting on thecouch, she shook her head, "Mr. Reid didn't say yes, said to ask Mr.Simpson."

Camille showed a light smile and didn't put too much pressure on heraunt: "It's okay, aunt you've done your best, thank you for being willingto help me."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of my hands, but there is noovernight conflict between husband and wife, not to mention you're stillpregnant, he won't really get angry with you even if he's unhappy, soyou don't have to take it to heart, it'll be fine in a couple of days."Auntie whispered soothingly, Camille just nodded her head, and Auntiehurriedly said, "Madam, you can't blame me for talking too much ha.""How come? What you said is actually quite right, maybe he'll be fineonce his anger subsides."

She responded lightly, the smile on her face deepened, but there wasnot the slightest ripple or ripple under her eyes.

Yes, the phone call from her aunt was a call that she convinced heraunt to help make, but the result was kind of a failure.

She told her aunt that she and Ayan had a disagreement because ofsome conflicts, and because of a friend who made Ayanmisunderstand, that's why she was locked up here and not allowed togo out.

Auntie was softened by this, and because she was pregnant, sheagreed to help her.

What she had planned was that if Auntie could convince Kian to sayyes, then Auntie must have gone over to the apartment to learn how tocook so that she could help contact Sienna, and as soon as Siennaknew she was locked up here, she would definitely try to get her out byany means possible.

But Kian did not say yes, and as for asking Ayan, I guess it was just anexcuse.

She smiled helplessly, a self-deprecating sneer tugging at the cornersof her mouth.

In the past few days of living here, she has really gone from beingemotional to being calm and smooth today.

Let's just let it all go.

As for what's on his mind?

She really didn't want to keep guessing.

Ayan has been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in theliving room since he came out of the dining room, his bony fingertipsholding a cigarette, which Kian has seen him smoking numerous timesover the past few days, so it's not surprising.

Kian asked, "Mr. Simpson, should I ask the aunt who takes care ofmadam to learn from the aunt at home about madam'’s favorite meal? ""No need."

"No?"

Ayan indifferently swept him a glance and said with some displeasure,"Did I not express myself clearly enough or did you not understandwhat I said?"

"l understand."

Kian wondered how Ayan got angry, so suddenly?

He did not dare to speak easily again, his heart panicked and lookingfor excuses to prepare to leave this smoky battlefield.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say he was going to sort outtomorrow's itinerary, Ayan's voice slowly rang out and he said, "Auntieshould have been bribed by her, making this call is probably herintention, even if the meal is not to her liking, Auntie can't possiblyknow."

It dawned on Kian that he was upset because of this.

But I have to say, Camille is pretty smart.

It's just that one mountain is taller than the other.

Ayan's thin lips pursed lightly and said indifferently, "Give them a headsup, don't get wrapped up in her, I don't want to see them being sold byher and still counting the money for her.”

"Okay, I got it."

Kian nodded his head.

Ayan knows Camille, knows how smart she is, and understands thatshe is good at pulling people's strings. One aunt is only temporarilybought by her, and if time goes on, I'm afraid that the two bodyguardsand Rex might be bought by her.

Ayan narrowed his eyes and thought silently in his heart that everythinghad to be speeded up.

At around 7pm, Ayan had a video conference, and Kian was takingnotes on the side. The whole session lasted for an hour, and it wasmore than 8pm when it ended.

Ayan looked at the time on his watch and faintly reminded, "It's almosttime, why hasn't it moved yet?"

Just as his words fell, Kian's phone followed suit.

Kian subconsciously looked to Ayan: “Called.”

"Catch!"

Kian tapped on the answer as instructed and he was gentle, "HelloMiss Khan, what can I do for you?"