My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 666 The Look On His Face

Chapter 666 The Look on His Face

Kian froze, because he also sat there for a while last night, but Ayan didnot say anything.

Why is it now...

Kian, of course, did not dare to question. He could only look at Ayanwaiting for the storm to come. But after five or six seconds, he onlyheard Ayan indifferently said: "Go buy a softer folding bed and put itnext to me, so she can sleep on the folding bed at night."

Kian nodded immediately after a slight pause. "Sure, I'll go get it rightaway."

"Get a comfortable one."

"Don't worry, I know."

Kian nodded vigorously, then took away the signed documents beforeexiting the ward.

With Rex and Kian gone one after another, Ayan was left completelyalone in the ward.

He leaned on bed and swept his gaze out the window before picking uphis phone and glancing at it. It was just over an hour since Camille hadleft the ward, but he felt that most of the day had passed.

Once he thought of this, the expression on his face became more andmore sullen.

He also couldn't help but question in his heart if she was never worriedabout him.

So long away without a message and phone call. Had he beencompletely left behind by her?

Knowing that his foot was injured and he couldn't walk, she didn't carewhy he was angry.

Thinking of all these details, Ayan became even more gloomy.

Just as he was fiddling with his phone and preparing to replace an excuseto call Camille on his own initiative, the phone in his hand suddenlyrang.

He didn't look down to see who it was.

He guessed it must be Camille.

So without even looking at it, he pressed the answer directly, his voicewith a hint of questioning: "You still remember to call me? I thought youwould never contact me after you left. Anyway, you have been away foralmost two hours and have no intention of coming back. Now calling totell me what? Are you still not coming to the hospital now?"

"Ayan, what are you talking about?" Ayan's words had just finishedwhen Rex's voice sounded.

He immediately took the phone to his eyes and scanned it. It was notCamille but Rex. His handsome face immediately darkened.

His cold gaze was filled with sullenness, and he questionedindifferently, "Are you idle? If you're so idle, you can go snatch yourwoman back from another man. I think you deserve Sienna to dumpyou for Mario if you're such a staggerer.”

Rex laughed instead of being angry and said, "Ayan, what are you soangry about? Did you just say those words to Camille? What, didCamille leave you in the hospital to go out with someone else? Tsk!Then you're really pathetic too, so you are no better than me."

"What do you mean?"

"Guess who I saw Camille is with?" Rex sat in the car, staring at thetwo people not far away. They had been talking for several minutes,even in a place like the hospital. There was really a lot to talk about.Rex told Ayan as he thought, "How do Camille and Jordan know eachother? Did you introduce them to each other? I saw them chattinghappily, like they had a lot to talk about!"

Ayan was suddenly speechless. His handsome face revealed emotionsthat were more than sulking. The bottom of his deep eyes flickered withshock, which slowly turned into coldness, and then he tried to holdback.

Rex could not hear his reply, and did not dare to continue to stir it up, orhe would be the one asking for trouble.

Rex said, "Ayan, why don't you say something? Do you want me tocome straight over?"

"No need, mind your own business." After saying that, he simply cut offthe phone.

He threw the phone away, his face covered with gloom for a long time.A few minutes later, Camille pushed open the door and came in to seehim leaning expressionlessly on the bed and his deep eyes staring outthe window. No one knew what he was thinking.

She was carrying soup and some fruit in her hand, and even when shecame in, she didn't draw any attention from him.

Camille frowned slightly, and after putting the fruit on the coffee tableand walking over with the soup, she said softly, "Do you want somenow?"

Her voice was emotionless, light and quiet.

Ayan then raised his eyes to look at her. It was peaceful in his eyes, butit made her feel strange.

Camille asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Where have you been?"

They both asked almost in unison.

They just looked at each other. Ayan didn't talk, so Camille said,"Where do you think I can go?"

She swept the bento box on the small table, which had soup inside.After leaving the hospital, she went straight to the supermarket nearMaple Leaves Mansion to buy the ingredients and then went back toMaple Leaves Mansion to wash up and make soup.

She had been busy until now.

She just had a quick and simple breakfast , and now he was asking herin a questioning tone where she had been.

Camille sighed helplessly and sat down on a chair as she asked, "Idon't know what exactly you're angry about. It was fine yesterday, justbecause I came over late last night? But I told you, I went back to theSimpson's mansion to be with Timmy, and it took time to get back andforth, and I don't think there's anything to be upset about, so I reallydon't see what's wrong with you."

Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, and the look under his eyes wasindifferent. "Besides that, you have nothing to hide from me today?"Camille furrowed her brow: "What are you trying to say? If you think I'mhiding something from you, why don't you just ask Kian to get you thesurveillance video of me?"

"Camille!" his voice was slightly lower, and the tone of his voice whenhe called her name turned up. He said, "I didn't mean it that way. I justdon't want you to keep things from me."

Camille's gaze turned cold as well and she said, "I don't know whatmatter you are referring to, or do you think you need to know every bitof what has happened since I left you? If that's the case, then I'm sorry.I may not be able to do that, and I need my own personal space.”

The two looked at each other. Camille stopped talking, and Ayan wassilent.

Although both stayed in the ward, neither intended to have anyconversation or interaction.

It was getting quieter and quieter. Camille was looking down at herphone, not knowing what she was looking at, but she seemed muchmore at ease than Ayan, who kept staring at her.

Such a feeling made Ayan feel a burst of displeasure. The expressionon his face also became more and more gloomy and cold and deepblack eyes were also cold. With a low and hoarse voice, he said: "I amthirsty."

Camille's eyelids fluttered, and there was a two-second pause beforeshe got up and poured water and put it into his hand, then returned tothe couch and sat down again.

It was quiet again.

About a few minutes later, his emotionless voice sounded again, "Turnon the TV for me."

Camille did as he told. The TV was on, and it was showing one of thehottest variety shows of the day, filmed in Hance City, with stars fromthe Simpson Group's entertainment company. And because it was avariety show, naturally there was a lot of laughters. Camille thoughtAyan wouldn't like it, so she took the initiative and asked. "What do youwant to watch? Financial news?"

Ayan instantly frowned, and indifference shone under his eyes: "I'm apatient now. I don't want to see that kind of boring stuff.”

Camille: "So what do you want to watch?"

"Watch what you like!" He said.

Camille asked, "Aren't you going to watch it?"

"Hmm."

"Then tum it off!"

"No." He wrinkled his brow and said without much emotion, "You watchwhat you like, I'll listen to the sound, otherwise it's too quiet for me."He didn't like quiet?

When did it start?

Camille looked bewildered.