My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 677 - Mad With Anger

Chapter 677 - Mad with anger

Camille stared blankly into the dark eyes and froze for a moment.Without waiting for her to make any reaction, her entire body had beendirectly pulled over by the man and held down on the sofa. Hersubconscious thought was the injury on his foot, if not personally heardthe doctor say how serious his injuries were, she would think he wasnot injured at all.

Camille wrinkled her brow, her face flushed with anger: "You're crazy!""Yes, I am mad, about to be mad at you." His voice was low, and thedense kisses fell with his words, not giving Camille any chance to reactat all, not even the slightest chance to make a sound.

The kiss was a little dangerous because he had been drinking and itwas late at night.

Even if his feet were inconvenient, a man's strength is far higher than awoman's at all times, so Camille had no way to resist.

She was almost clutched by shoulders directly to his arms. His handsclasped the back of her head despite her pushing him away. His heavykiss fell down, and then everything after that was so natural. A raspysound of him echoed throughout the living room. Everything was clearlytelling Camille, what exactly was happening at this moment.

In the end, Camille was so tired that she could not open her eyes, andnaturally did not have the strength to struggle. Everything went withhim.

After it was over the sky outside had turned white. He looked at thewoman sleeping beside him, reached out to straighten her hairscattered over the cheeks, deep eyes slightly narrowed, the bottom ofthe eyes shining with a dark light.

He stared at her for a long time, and he couldn't help but think aboutthe divorce. If Camille knew that there was no divorce between them atall, what would she do?

He wasn't completely sure, because their relationship was now muchbetter, but it wasn't enough to counteract the estrangement in her heart.So he did not dare to tell the truth.

Helplessly sighing, gently cupping her chin, the corners of his thin lipscould not help but flush a faint smile.

Because he held her back to the bedroom, his feet suffered somevague pain at the moment. Ayan sprayed and took the medicine, andthen sent a message to Kian, telling him that he didn't need to cometomorrow morning, but also instructed the housemaid not to come over,in case Camille would feel embarrassed. Then he cuddled her andrested.

It was after nine in the morning when Camille opened her eyes again.She opened her eyes to see a handsome face close to her, the man'shigh nose, closed eyes, long eyelashes inviting her to reach out andtouch. At the moment, he was not aggressive. She did not want to takeher eyes off him.

His hands were still on Camille's waist, holding her tightly around him,and everything from last night flashed through her mind, so whycouldn't she just lose her memory?

Camille's cheeks burned slightly, pursed her lips, and then sloweddown a little to get out of his arms, picking up clothes from the bedroomall the way out of the living room on bare feet.

Camille got dressed and rushed away from the place without evenwashing up.

She thought she was being careful not to disturb Ayan, but what shedidn't know was that the next second after she left the bedroom, theman lying in the bed had opened his eyes.

It was just that he was afraid she would be shy, which was why hedidn't call her.

Her desperate flight made Ayan so helpless that he wanted to catch herand ask, "You're so shy even though we have a child?"

If he asks, she'll probably get mad again, right?

Ayan helplessly smiled. After hearing the sound of the door closingoutside, he then turned around. The medicine did not help with theache in his feet. It might be his movements.

So he didn't go back to sleep and just dialed Kian's number.

Ayan asked Kian to come and pick him up. He had to go to the hospitalor Camille would replace out and he could never touch her again.

So after Kian arrived, the first thing Ayan asked was, “Is Camille's carstill downstairs?"

Kian recalled before shaking his head, “It doesn't seem to be there."

"I want a definite answer." He said indifferently.

Kian thought back again carefully. Because Camille's car was usuallyparked right in front of the floor door, so it seemed that there was no carjust before he entered the floor.

But Ayan wanted to be sure of it, so Kian could only say: “It should notbe there. I can go down and check again.”

Ayan indifferently swept him a glance. Naturally he did not let himspecially go down to check again. He just spoke: "Help me up."

Kian was slightly stunned, and immediately went forward to help Ayanup, and then heard him say, "My foot should be a little affected, make acall to the doctor, we go over now to do a checkup to see how itis."Kian's subconscious response was, “Mr. Simpson, did you hurt yourfoot for the second time?"

The worry and shock between Kian's words were very obvious, and hecould not help but increase his voice.

Ayan said lightly, "Keep your voice down. You're afraid she won't hearyou, right?"

Although a few floors away, Mr. Simpson was still concerned about it.Kian also nodded immediately after hearing this, and then lowered hisvoice and asked, "Mr. Simpson, is it because there was no one to takecare of you last night that you hurt your foot?"

Ayan didn't answer, just said emotionlessly, "Go to the hospital first.”Kian helped Ayan to go out and take the elevator downstairs and sat inthe car, then Ayan was slightly relieved.

Arriving at the hospital, the doctor was already waiting in the office, andafter the examination the doctor said, "It is true that the broken bone issomewhat aggravated by force, but fortunately there is no big problem,remember not to use this foot with too much force.”

Ayan nodded and asked in a light voice, "When will I be able to resumewalking normally?"

"At most, it will take half a month, because the broken bones need toheal slowly, so Mr. Simpson should be patient and wait, do not easilytry to walk normally for now, so as not to aggreviate your foot injury.”The doctor instructed again and again, Ayan then nodded.

He was a little powerlessly frustrated. Finally their relationship wasmuch improved, but he could not even hug her.

And will she mind?

"Ah-choo!!!"

Camille sat in her office at work and suddenly sneezed.

She sniffled, her brow furrowed slightly, not even wanting to lift herhand, her body aching as if it had been torn down and reinstalled.

She pursed her lips slightly, especially powerlessly slumped in heroffice chair. Originally she could have rested at home, but she wasafraid that Ayan would come knocking because he was cheeky andcould do anything, but she simply did not want to face him now.

So she came to the company in the morning.

At the moment, sitting in the office, she was also full of dizziness. Aslong as she thought of last night, she could not stop blushing, and herbody was rolling hot and uncomfortable.

She was so dazed that she didn't even notice that Yessica had come inand called out to her twice without any response, and Yessica tilted herhead again and reached out in front of her and panicked, "Cami, Cami,what's wrong with you?"

She then returned to her senses and met Yessica's gaze, her eyesflashing with a hint of panic, and asked in a light voice, "Nothing... didyou come in for something?"

Yessica looked at Camille with a questioning face, obviously not quitebelieving her in this answer.

Yessica asked, "Cami, are you really okay? I feel like you are very tiredtoday, did you not rest well?"

Camille smiled faintly and moved away to look elsewhere. They alreadyhad a child, and what was she embarrassed about?

Camille sighed silently, and then only then slowly responded to Yessica:"No, maybe I didn't sleep well last night. I'll just have a nap later. Ifanyone calls me today, just tell them I'm busy, okay?"