My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 672 Crippled

Chapter 672 Crippled

Camille pursed her lips tightly, the expression on her face could alreadybe described as impatient.

She said indifferently, "After you are discharged from the hospital, letKian tell the maids at home to take good care of you."

The implication of this was self-evident: she didn't want to take care ofhim after he was out of the hospital.

The expression on Ayan's face immediately sank. Because he washolding her from behind, Camille could not see his expression, but shedidn't have to think about it before she knew that he must have hadsome displeasure when he heard those words, but Camille had nointention of stopping.

She continued, "I don't think you really want me to take care of you,and I'm not a professional, so I'm still rusty on a lot of things. And thecompany is in a slump for a while, so I may have to start getting busytoo."

After she finished her words, the man behind her didn't respond. Andonly after a long time did she hear the man's gloomy voice, "Sincewhen did you want to say these words to me?"

When?

On impulse.

Because she hadn't thought about it before, just because his demeanorjust now was so difficult and made her feel so tired.

Camille did not say anything. Ayan would not stop there, his tight gripslightly loosened, and then turned her whole body over.

The two eyes locked, the man's expression with a forced look: "Afraidthat I will continue to pester you, so you hurry to give me aprecautionary shot in advance?"

The questioning words made her look as indifferent as ice, and shelooked at him without much temperature: "If that's what you think, thenforget it! Anyway, don't you believe anything I say?"

Camille really didn't understand why she was always getting intotrouble for just one or two words.

How can he always be more than he needs to be?

Just now it was the same. It was he who first started it. How did it endup being her fault?

Camille frowned slightly, her expression a little cold.

The two just stared at each other, and the atmosphere was followed bysilence.

After a while, Camille turned her eyes and tried to turn around tocontinue organizing her things, but she had just turned around againwhen she was pulled directly into Ayan's arms, and his chilling fingerscupped her chin and lowered her head and kissed her.

Camille's eyes were wide open, and she just looked at his handsomeface close to hers. It was overflowed with scour.

She frowned and waited until he had kissed her enough, and the handthat was holding her was withdrawn, and she subconsciously took astep back.

Her action made Ayan's eyes slightly narrowed. He looked at herwithout much emotion. The two didn't speak any more.

Kian came back from the hospital. He took his things to the car andthen brought the wheelchair to push Ayan downstairs.

But Ayan didn't sit down and just said indifferently, “I'm not crippled yet."His tone was not good. Kian immediately understood. He was in a badmood.

Kian gave up the wheelchair, then held out his hand for Ayan to use asa crutch and left the ward.

Camille did not want to ride in the same elevator with him, so shedeliberately delayed until he came downstairs and then took hisbelongings downstairs.

When she came down to the hospital underground garage, Ayan wasalready in the car sitting in the back seat.

After she got in, Kian looked back at the two people in the back seat,neither of whom he could afford to offend.

Kian asked in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson, back toHanyama Mansion or the Simpson's mansion?"

Camille did not say anything, leaving this answer to Ayan.

He looked expressionlessly out the window, and did not immediatelyrespond to Kian's inquiry. Kian also dare not continue to ask questions,could only keep quiet waiting. The atmosphere in the car was alsoquiet.

After a long time, he said indifferently, "Go to Maple Leaves Mansion."Camille heard these words and turned her head to look at Ayan, herface slightly stiffened, and asked in a low voice: "You want to move toMaple Leaves Mansion? It's not convenient for you nowto live in MapleLeaves Mansion. Hanyama Mansion or the Simpson's mansion isbetter!"

Ayan said in a light voice, "Just go to Maple Leaves Mansion.”

Kian nodded, not daring to look at the two in the back seat. He got backin the driver's seat and put on his seat belt and drove away from thehospital basement.

The atmosphere of the two people in the back seat is also a bit gloomy.Ayan did not make a sound, and Camille did the same, and the tworemained silent.

The car drove for a distance. Giving up tightly pursing her lips, Camillethen slowly said, "Ayan, do not vent on own body just because you areangry with me. In Hanyama Mansion, everything is convenient for you.Even the most basic bathroom will be larger, which will be good to yourfoot."

Camille whispered without much emotion, so her words soundedindifferent with no ripples.

Ayan's face low and his deep eyes cold as ice, he said indifferently,"You're afraid that I'll move in with you?"

Camille was slightly stunned and completely silent.

Because she did have this concern in her heart, but compared to it,Ayan's foot injury was naturally more important now.

It was understandable that she had this concern, because now theywere divorced in Camille's mind. If Ayan took this opportunity to reallymove in with her, would they continue to live together next?

Camille didn't want this. She didn't want to turn soft and agree to hisdemands just because he was hurt, and didn't want to live togethernaturally in this way.

Although they had long been honest with each other about what hadhappened, there were some things Camille didn't want to compromiseon.

When Camille was silent, Ayan also immediately understood heranswer. Hooking his lips and smiling lightly, his words revealed a darksarcasm: "Don't worry, I'm not moving in with you, I just think living inMaple Leaves Mansion, I won't be bothered by Rex and the others.”Camille blinked subconsciously. She pursed her lips and withdrew hergaze from his words.

The two arrived at Maple Leaves Mansion in silence. Ayan's house is inthe same building as Camille's, but the floors were different and helived higher up.

Camille and Kian accompanied Ayan upstairs. The place had beencleaned up and everything was there, so there was no need to preparethings in a hurry.

Ayan had been sitting on the sofa in the living room since he cameback. The sunlight shining in through the window and falling on him, hiseyes open and leaning on the sofa, his eyes staring out the windowwithout movement, and they didn't know what he was thinking about.Kian put everything down, then went to Ayan and spoke in a low voice:"Mr. Simpson, I've already informed the housemaid to come and takecare of your three meals a day. Yu can tell me if you have other needs.I still have things to deal with in the company, so I'll go back to thecompany first and come back later.”

"Hmm." Ayan spared his words, his handsome face etched withindifference.

Kian nodded and was ready to go.

But the next second, Ayan said, "You needn't come over, keep an eyeon things in the company, you can replace an assistant to take care of me.""An assistant?" Kian froze slightly, his eyes subconsciously looking atCamille who was coming out of the bedroom. He asked with someconfusion, "Mr. Simpson, what kind of assistant do you need to replace?""What do you think?"

Ayan did not answer, raised his eyes slightly to Kian, and then stoppedtalking.

Kian didn't know the answer either, but didn't dare to ask any morequestions. He said goodbye to Camille and Ayan and then left.

After hearing the door close, Camille's eyes then fell on Ayan, who wassitting there, already looking out the window again.

She pursed her lips slightly and spoke in a low voice, "Since you askedKian to replace an assistant for you, I'll go first."

Having said that, Camille gave him a look that got no response, and itwould be a bit cheeky of her to stay any longer.

Because of Ayan's attitude, she also felt a bit aggrieved, so she didn'tstay a second longer, grabbed her bag and left.