My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 767 Daydreaming

“Really, should I take out my heart and show it to you?" Camille couldn'thelp but laugh.

Honestly, Camille was afraid that Ayan would just nod and say, "Okay,then show it to me," in the next second.

Of course, the fact was that Ayan wouldn't say such a thing. He justlooked at Camille with a gentle gaze and said, "Whether you're angry ornot, it's my fault that we're having dinner so late. So let me make it upto you by driving you home tonight and making breakfast for youtomorrow morning. Will you give me this chance to prove myself?"Camille raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. “I'll give you this chancebecause of your sincerity."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

The food was soon served as well. The restaurant wasn't crowded atthis time since it was almost 8:30 at night.

Camille liked crabs and some seafood, so tonight Ayan chose aseafood restaurant specifically for her. Since he was worried aboutCamille getting hungry later on during dinner, he didn't eat muchhimself throughout the meal; instead he spent the entire time peelingshells for her.

Naturally, Camille enjoyed his treating her like a queen, since Ayan wascurrently pursuing her, and such moves were inevitable. She didn't feelembarrassed about accepting his kindness, but also didn't demand toomuch from him either.

After a while though she called him, saying: "You should eat too; there'sno need for you to keep taking care of me."

"How can I do that? If I don't take care of you then how will know I'mpursuing you? Who else can I cry to if not for someone like yourself?"“You cry too?"

"Of course! Everyone cries."

"l don't believe that.”

Camile picked up a wet handkerchief and wiped both her and Ayans'hands clean before pouring water into their glasses, saying: "MrSimpson crying? No one would believe that.”

"You don't believe me?" Ayan lifted his gaze meeting hers’, with tendereyes full of misty allure blinking gently as if they could speakthemselves while speaking slowly: "I really want to take out my heartand show it to you so maybe then will be able believe."

Well okay then... he had been waiting here all along for her reaction!Camile laughed after hearing what he said.

They finished their meal around ten o'clock.

Ayan drank some alcohol, which meant he wasn't suitable to driveanymore, so naturally driving became Camile's responsibility now!They drove slowly back to Maple Leaves Mansion and walked togethertowards their apartment building after parking the car. Ayan held herhand, his voice carrying a slight hint of a coquettish tone, probably dueto the alcohol: "I feel dizzy, can you help me?"

Camille couldn't help but say: "Mr. Simpson, why don't you change yourname?"

"What should I change it to? Should I take my wife's surname?"

“You should be called Amy Simpson. Are you a little girl?" AlthoughCamille was teasing him with her words, she still leaned in towards himand said: "You've only drunk a little bit and you're not even drunk. Whydo you seem like you've had too much? Are you intentionally being cutewith me?"

"Yes, I am intentional about it. So will you pamper me?" He answeredhonestly without any euphemisms or embarrassment.

As they chatted and walked together, a sudden male voice interruptedtheir conversation: "Mr. Simpson, Ms. Armstrong.” Horace was joggingtowards them head-on; this was the first time Camille met Horace afterall that happened online.

During this period of time they had no contact whatsoever; Yessica tookaway the computer from Armstrong Corp that Horace used, so Camillenever contacted him afterwards.

Seeing Horace now naturally reminded her of what happened before.Camille stood next to Ayan without much reaction except for noddingslightly at Horace as a greeting.

Ayan also looked at Horace with an indifferent expression on his faceas he asked in an emotionless voice: "Mr. Burris, exercising so late atnight?"

Horace stopped several steps away from Camille and Ayan and repliedin a soft tone while looking at both of them calmly: "Yes, only able toreplace time now, since I work during the day; plus Hance City is unfamiliarterritory for me, so there aren't many places I can go except forrunning.”

Ayan smiled faintly as he said:" Mr. Burris is very disciplined.”

"Mr. Simpson flatters me too much," replied Horace politely yet formallywhich made it seem overly polite thus making it awkward but he didn'trealize that fact himself. He continued speaking in the same manner,saying:" Mr. Simpson, there's something related to work that I wouldlike to ask about if Mr. Simpson has some time for me."

"Please tell me, Mr. Burris!"

"Is the project starting next month at Simpson Group prioritizing thebidding company's reputation and background?"

"Of course not, all of Simpson Group's projects are done in cooperationwith competent companies."

“Thank you for your answer, Mr. Simpson. If that's the case, then I canrest assured,” Horace explained. "Because Armstrong Corp is onlyslightly stable now. As a decision maker in Armstrong Corp, I naturallyhope that we can take on more projects. So I took the liberty to ask youand hope you can understand that.”

"Naturally, Mr. Burris doesn't need too much pressure. If ArmstrongCorp. has the confidence and ability, then we will see about theproject,” Ayan responded calmly.

Ayan showed Horace respect and was polite because he had heardfrom Grace that Horace had given her advice to support Camille.

After saying goodbye to each other quickly because they were notfamiliar with each other yet, Horace continued running while Camillewalked into her building with Ayan.

Camille knew that Ayan usually treated Horace indifferently, so if it werein previous situations like this one where Horace asked about work-related matters, he would have just given a brief response without anydetailed explanation. But this time Ayan seemed serious with him,which surprised Camille.

Camille asked: "What's going on between you and Horace?"

As they entered into an elevator together, Ayan pressed Camille's floornumber before responding to her question by saying: "What do youmean? Is your controlling nature getting worse? Are you upset when Italk a little more even with a man? Do you want me to explaineverything clearly?"

Camille instinctively wanted to pull away from him, but Ayan didn't letgo of her hand. He smiled lightly at her reaction while speakingsoftly:"Okay okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Camilla asked again: "So what is it exactly?"

He said: "Nothing really. It's just that he works for Armstrong Corp. now.Just looking at that makes me somewhat cautious, don't you think sotoo?"

His response was extremely serious, making it difficult for people todiscern his true emotions behind those words.

Camille glanced at him, her eyes betraying a hint of disbelief, butultimately she didn't ask any further questions.

Ayan continued, "So Armstrong Corp. should thank you. Because ofyou, my attitude has improved slightly. After all, when pursuingsomeone, one must please anyone and anything related to her. So doyou think I'm a qualified pursuer?"

“You're good,” Camille replied.

“That's it? Don't you think that my pursuit is serious and sincere? Areyou reluctant to give me a chance?"

Camille gave him a look that conveyed her own understanding withoutsaying anything more. The elevator doors opened at that moment andthe two walked out holding hands until they reached Camille's doorwhere she entered her fingerprint code to open it.

Ayan let go of her hand and said, “I won't come in. Get some restearly."

Camille didn't ask why he wouldn't come in; instead she just gave himanother glance wondering if he was upset because she didn't respondearlier.

She narrowed her eyes as she stared deeply into his gaze.

"What's wrong?" Ayan asked.

"Are... you upset?" Camille hesitated before asking this question.

Ayan smiled faintly with thin lips as he replied: "Nope! Don't overthinkthings too much! I've been drinking tonight so I don't want to risk doingsomething that might make you unhappy or uncomfortable later on.Just get inside now."