My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 694 Touched

Chapter 694 Touched

His voice was low and hoarse, and the implication between his wordswas extremely heavy, and his bony hand did not forget to gently pinchher cheek, and anyway, without waiting for her to say yes or no, he gotup and directly did not give her the opportunity to answer.

The first time I saw his back to the bedroom, Camille gradually cameback to her senses, her cheeks were still a little warm from his touch,and a delicate face was slightly stiff for a few seconds before easingover.

His remorse was as easy as water, as if it had been said a thousandtimes.

But where Camille did not see, he took a long breath, as if the words hehad just said had gathered a lot of courage, and was afraid she wouldrefuse, so he left without even giving her a chance to speak.

After Ayan went back to his room, Camille sat on the couch for nearlyhalf a minute before reacting, pursing her lips gently, but then got upand grabbed her bag and left.

She took the elevator back to her house, and then only then sent amessage to Ayan: “I just remembered I have work to do.”

An excuse that doesn't look like an excuse, and when Ayan saw it hewas also exasperated and laughed.

But of course he chose to respect her, and for the next long time he didnot stay at the initiative Camille, if it was an evening meeting usually onher side, so that when the time came he left.

Since she is not ready, he will wait silently and will not force her.Ayan's behavior Camille also gradually realized, the heart can not helpbut give him several points, the feeling of ease and ease withoutpressure.

The Hance City Museum project has also officially begun.

The project team met with the Hance City Museum and WindConstruction Company within two days of the dinner that night.

The curator introduced: "Mr. Evans is a graduate of the prestigiousSchool of Architecture, but also our museum side took a lot of effort toreplace a suitable candidate, the next project will be given to Mr. Evans andMr. Baxter two full responsibility, and I hope you two happycooperation.”

Preston said with a smile, “That's natural.”

Jenson chimed in, "Of course.”

The two eyes also looked at each other across the dining table andgave each other a slight nod as a greeting.

Although Jenson's education is extremely high, and his major isarchitecture, but Preston never put him in his eyes, because Prestonthinks he is just a newcomer, even if there is a Wind ConstructionCompany behind him, but there is nothing great, Wind ConstructionCompany has been Wind Construction Company has already beenpenetrated by him, just a small company, some works, although someachievements, but that's all.

So Preston does not intend to change his previous decision, what to dowill still be done.

We all had dinner together in the evening, and it wasn't too late for themeal to end. Camille drove back to Maple Leaves Mansion and wasstopped by Ayan.

The two went upstairs together, and Camille asked, “Is this where I'mwaiting for me specifically?"

Ayan smiled lightly, "Well, is it moving?"

Camille grunted softly and did not say anything, but he did not wait forher on purpose, just happened to have just returned.

The Simpson Group has picked up several new projects that areamong the most profitable in the next quarter, the most important ofwhich is in Dane City, so Ayan needs to make a trip to Dane Cityhimself.

He's going to officially start getting busy next, too, and holding her handalready, he says, "I'm going to Dane City tomorrow morning onbusiness, and it might take me three or five days to get back."

“Is it so sudden?" The two had stepped into the elevator, and Camille'seyes widened subconsciously, and her words were conditioned withsurprise.

Ayan was still satisfied with her reaction and smiled lightly with hookedlips, "What? Don't want me to go?"

Camille then realized that her reaction was a bit too big, she hastilydenied: "No, it's just a bit sudden, why didn't you tell me in advance?Why didn't you tell me in advance? I could have given you a chance topractice in advance!"

Ayan showed a doting smile, the elevator door also followed to open,he led her out, smoothly lifted her hand and entered the fingerprintunlocked into the house, the door only just closed, he has put Camilledirectly against the door.

In the small space, she had no way to hide.

He looked down at the person in his arms and his voice was low:“Trampling me? How much do you want me to go away?"

Camille raised her hand and hooked it around his neck, her wateryeyes slightly narrowed to reveal a smile as she said, "Why? I just wantyou to go with a little ceremony!"

"Tsk! You'd be so nice to me?"

"Am I not good enough for you?"

"Not enough, so treat me a little better, huh?" He lowered his headtowards her, his warm nostrils close at hand, but did not fall, just staredat her with unblinking eyes, dark eyes as if splashed with a layer of inkand black and heavy, as if bottomless depths, just a little look will falluncontrollably.

Camille stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him, but she onlynodded lightly and was ready to leave, but how could Ayan give her thechance?

After all, she rarely takes the initiative like this, and when she catches achance, she won't let it go.

Ayan instructed her a lot of things and told her that she would bechauffeured to and from work, and that this time he would only takeKian on his business trip and leave her with a driver, plus he arrangedan assistant for her in case she needed help.

He is also from Simpson Group and has been working under Ayan formany years, and his ability and quality are very high.

Because the next day to go on a business trip, this night Ayan tired tothe early morning after the person did not want to leave, there was amoment he wanted to stay directly without her nod, but finally resisted.Ayan didn't send Camille on his business trip, he left early in themorning and sent her a message before boarding, then Camille's sidegot busy too.

The office chosen for the museum side was in the Hance City MuseumCenter building, and nearly ten people, including Camille, arrived oneafter another.

We already met last night, so there's no need to introduce ourselvesagain.

Jenson, as the specific person in charge of the Hance City Museum,gave a detailed explanation to the architects and Preston, saying, "Ithink we all know the initiative this time, everything is based oninnovation and novelty, but in the premise of innovation and novelty, wecannot lose the dignified style of the museum, because This is notcorporate and personal, the design style represents the image ofHance City, we are to show to the public, so please give me a draft ofthe architectural design that you think is possible within two days for thearchitects here.”

Jenson's message was clear: all five architects present needed to givea draft design.

This is obviously fair for everyone.

All the architects in the room looked at each other, but none of themsaid anything because they were clear that their top boss was Preston,which was what Preston had hinted at the beginning.

Jenson, who could not get a response, also frowned slightly, his facerevealed a few light smiles and asked, "Why is everyone not talking? Isthere any opinion about my arrangement?"

Louise was the first to say, "I'd like to hear from Mr. Baxter, because Mr.Evans and Mr. Baxter are both project leaders, and it's important thatMr. Baxter speaks up, right?"

Jenson nodded, his eyebrows raised slightly, his manner always gentleand humble: "Mr. Baxter, what do you think of my meaning?"

Preston then raised his eyes to meet Jenson's gaze, he said: "Mr.Evans is very thoughtful, but I think this is too slow, I think we shouldchoose an architect representative, the representative of the mainarchitect, several other architects for the auxiliary architects, so with thematch is not better? "

After Preston's words, Jenson was also briefly silent, and then nodded:"Mr. Baxter is right, it is me who is thinking too one-sidedly.”

"Why not? We are just for the project, since Mr. Evans agrees with me,let's pick an architect representative, who do you think is suitable, Mr.Evans?"

"Mr. Baxter what do you think?"

Preston's gaze circled around and finally his eyes landed on Camille.