My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 629 Double Standard

Chapter 629 Double Standard

Camille frowned, without other emotions on her face.

Just talk. Why was he so close to her?

Camille pursed her lips tightly, “You stay away from me."

"Wow! So cruel to me? You won't coax me, and now you don't evenwant me to come closer?"

He said it as if it were true, aggrieved as if he were a little girl in love.Although Camille had slowly gotten used to Ayan like this. When shethought of these words coming out of his mouth, she felt he wascompletely different from him before.

It was as if those words could never come out of his mouth.

When Camille wouldn't respond, Ayan wouldn't stay away.

She said, "Ayan, can you be more serious and not always say thingslike that?"

"Am I not serious enough now? You take a good look at whether I'mserious enough now or not, huh?"

After saying that, he raised the other hand directly over her cheek toturn her head gently to him, the pair of black eyes staring at her as if tosuck her in a moment.

Camille also opened her eyes suddenly, and for a moment there wasno response.

He asked, "Can you tell if I'm serious or joking right now?"

She didn't say anything.

He continued, "I do mind the name of Preston coming out of yourmouth, and I don't want you to have any dealings with him, preferablyas a stranger, but you don't like me interfering with your social circle,and you don't want me blocking your personal contacts, so I won'tinterfere with you, and I won't block you, but you can't forbid me to havea little temper, trying to get you to coax me, right?"

His voice was low and gentle, sounding close to her. His breathoccasionally spraying near her ears, making his presence clear to her.Camille dropped her eyes without looking at him, but knew his gazewas on her the whole time.

Because of the small space in the car, the two were very close,especially his fresh breath had been lingering around the tip of thenose, so she was a bit lost in thought, as if someone had shaken herheart.

He finished his words for almost half a minute, and there was noresponse. Naturally, he would not just let Camille slip by so easily.

He reached out and took her hand on his knee, gently squeezing herwhite fingers. Although she was thin, her hand was a bit fleshy.Touching it feels very comfortable.

He squeezed her gently, as if to remind her it was time to give someresponse.

He was not in a hurry, nor did he urge her. He waited patiently and well.Until Camille took the initiative to open up: “You are unreasonable, yousaid you would not interfere or block, but then you are not happy, Ayan,are there people who are so overbearing like you?"

Ayan laughed, "So it's my fault?"

"Take me back to the office. I have things to do later. I've alreadyaccompanied you to the hospital to see Eileen. It's time for you to sendme back.”

Camille did not want to continue with this topic. She didn't think it wasfun to talk about it, so she just changed the subject.

But Ayan pinched her cheeks, completely refusing to give up.

He said, "And that's how you're going to get rid of me? Then you're toocruel, aren't you?"

"So you're not going to take me back and I'll take a taxi myself?""Hey!" His eyes overflowed with displeasure, and his voice was notwarm, “So you'd rather make me angry than coax me?"

"l don't know how."

"What?"

Camille wrinkled her brow, "I don't know how to coax you."

“Is it that you know how to coax me or you know how to coax people?"Ayan pursued the question.

Camille said with some impatience, "I don't know how to coax people,hurry up and go, okay?"

"You don't know how, but you're good at coaxing Timmy? That's adouble standard from you."

He began to complain.

Camille said somewhat helplessly, “Timmy is a child, do you even haveto compete with him on this?"

“Isn't everyone equal?" He said it like he had the best reason and didnot feel the slightest bit wrong.

Camille thought that if she went on, he might ask for more, andprobably let her hug him like she hugged Timmy, right?

Camille slightly pursed her lips, slowly said with a gentle tone, likecoaxing Timmy: "Do not be angry, okay? I'll buy you a lollipop later,okay? Now let's hurry up and drive away, huh?"

To tell the truth, she felt bad about saying all this.

He was a grown man, but had asked her to coax him like a child.

It wasn't just a problem. It was a deliberate attempt to get her intotrouble.

But her words were quite well received. Ayan hooked his lips andsmiled, releasing her hand, while pinching her cheeks, his voice low,"Don't be pampered, or I won't be able to resist."

Camille's eyes fluttered and her whole body froze completely.

What the hell is he talking about?

Camille looked out the window as if she hadn't heard, and fortunatelyhe didn't continue, but opened the window to let the cool breeze in,then stepped on the gas and drove away from the hospital parking lot.Ayan dropped Camille off at the office, and he followed up with, "I'llcome pick you up tonight?"

Although it was a question, it had a tone that could not be denied.Camille naturally understood his nature. If she didn't say yes, heprobably should have let her coax him again.

She didn't want to repeat what she had just said, so she nodded herhead in agreement.

Ayan seemed to be in a good mood, his thin lips slightly up to reveal afaint smile. He saw Camille walking into the building, then turnedaround and drove towards the Simpson Group.

Camille was back at the office and there was nothing really going on.Everything was fine at the office these days and Yessica's incident hadbeen resolved, so there was no need for her to worry too much aboutanything.

She went back to her office, sat down, and sent a message to Yessica,asking her to come in.

Yessica came immediately and Camille reminded, "Close the door.”Yessica nodded her head and did as she was told.

After the door closed, Camille then asked without delay, "I have aquestion for you, has Mr. Walker ever contacted you?"

Yessica did not react for a while, and only after two or three secondsdid she come back to her senses and immediately said, "No, isn't Mr.Walker..."

She asked carefully, and the expression on her face was very shockingbeyond belief.

Camille could already tell the answer from her reaction, so she jumpedahead and asked, "Mr. Walker's secretary is working on the project withyou now, right?"

"Yes, he's been with me on the project since Mr. Walker left."

"He hasn't been doing anything different lately, has he?"

"Cami, you're asking if he's been in touch with Mr. Walker, right?"Yessica asked directly.

Camille didn't answer, just swept a emotionless glance at Yessica.Yessica immediately said, "I do not know, we rarely contact in private. Ifyou want to know, I can replace it out?"

"No, no need to ask him specifically, just keep an eye on him for me tosee if he has any special reactions these days. Don't let him getsuspicious, OK?"

Yessica hurriedly nodded her head, followed by the question, "Cami, isMr. Walker coming back?"

“No, just some things I'm trying to figure out."

She didn't say much, and after two simple instructions, she let Yessicago about her business.

She looked out the window and sighed deeply. There was always anindescribable feeling in her heart for the last two days.

Plus today Ayan went to see Eileen at the hospital and the conversationbetween the two she didn't know what it was though. But since Ayansaid it was related to Preston, it also meant that Preston might haveshown up, or maybe Ayan had already met him.

The more Camille thought about it, the more confused she became.The phone also rang at that moment.

It was the bodyguard who was watching Cora calling.

The bodyguard said, "Mrs. Simpson, Cora has been clamoring to talk toyou on the phone. She's in a bit of a bad mood and I had to disturb youbecause I was worried something might go wrong."

"What is she going to do?"

"She said she wanted to talk to you on the phone.”

“Let her talk.” Camille had little patience.

The bodyguard pressed the speakerphone as before, reminding Corathat she could talk.

Cora had an emotional breakdown: "Camille, what do you want? Didn'tI do what you told me to do? Why don't you give me food?"

Camille: "But didn't I already give you a meal?"