My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 877: Daydreaming

Chapter 877: Daydreaming

Kian immediately understood what Ayan meant with those words.

His eyes widened, and he quickly walked up to Alicia, blocking her viewof Ayan. He made a gesture of invitation with his hand and whispered,"Miss Nores, Mr. Simpson is about to have a meeting."

The meaning of his words was evident.

But Alicia refused to leave. She stood up and bypassed Kian toapproach Ayan directly. She said, "You haven't even started themeeting yet. Is it because of Camille that you're treating me like this?Camille is so petty, she's not suitable to be your wife. Your wife shouldbe a broad-minded woman who can help you, not someone who willmake you offend people because of her jealousy."

Alicia believed that Ayan was a man who prioritized his work. With thevast industry of Simpson Group, he needed a woman who couldsupport him.

But what she didn't expect was Ayan's merciless response. He evenreplied with a hint of mockery, "Do you think I and Simpson Group needthat? I don't need a broad-minded woman, nor do I need a woman whocan help me. If I indeed need a wife who can support and assist me, doyou think it's you who's suitable or Nores Group? Do you believe thatNores Group is the only powerful and formidable enterprise in thisworld?"

Ayan's impatience was evident, and his cold gaze swept over Alicia,chilling her like the freezing winter weather.

Alicia was stunned by his look, and for a while, she couldn't replace hervoice.

Ayan didn't waste any more time on her. He walked straight to his desk,sat down, and didn't spare her another glance. He said coldly, "Don'twaste your time on me, and don't try to challenge my bottom line againand again just because you have the support of Nores Group. Mypatience is limited. Don't let your foolishness jeopardize Nores Group,as it will be more harm than good."

Ayan's words were crystal clear, but Alicia couldn't accept it.

She thought that since Ayan spoke so much to her, he must care abouther. If he didn't care, why would he say so much?

Alicia stood at the desk, looking at Ayan's icy expression. She said, “I'msorry. Maybe my directness made you uncomfortable, but don't worry. Iunderstand what you mean. There must be some feelings for me if youcan talk to me so much. I'm willing to wait for you."

Alicia was completely immersed in her own world. She didn't havemany twists and turns in her thoughts. She straightforwardly told himthat she liked Ayan and wanted to be with him.

Whether Ayan was single or not had nothing to do with her. She didn'teven consider such matters or think that falling in love with Ayan waswrong.

After saying her piece, Alicia didn't wait for Ayan's response and turnedto leave the office.

Seeing this, Kian looked at Ayan and saw his dark and solemnexpression. He quickly followed Alicia and instructed the security not toallow her to come up without permission.

Ayan sat silently at his desk for a long time. Alicia's attitude made himfeel like dealing with a delusional person.

Such a person lacked reason, so he couldn't simply dismiss thisincident.

After sending Alicia away and instructing Simpson Group's security,Kian returned to Ayan's office. Ayan's face was stern as he said, "Donot have any contact with Alicia in the future. Go to Nores Groupyourself and replace Alicia's father to tell him to take good care of hisdaughter. While Nores Group may have the land I want, it doesn't meanthey can control me. Whether Simpson Group cooperates with them ornot, it won't cause much loss. Let him watch Alicia closely and avoidembarrassing the Nores family.

Kian nodded immediately and explained, "Mr. Simpson, I apologize.Because Alicia told me the location and time of your dinner with Mrs.Simpson so clearly, I believed her.”

Ayan glanced at him coldly and said without any warmth, "Don't let ithappen again.”

Kian quickly agreed, relieved that the stone hanging in his heart finallyfell.

In the evening, after work, Ayan drove to the museum to pick upCamille.

Then he took her to the Darkmoor. Camille asked, "Is it just the two ofus?"

Ayan replied, "There are others.”

"Your friends or clients?" Camille asked in a low voice.

Ayan didn't explain, only saying, "You'll know when we get there."Camille furrowed her brows, unsure of what he was up to, but shedidn't pursue the question any further.

The atmosphere in the car was quiet, and when they stopped at a redlight, Ayan turned to Camille. He proactively mentioned Alicia, tellingher, "If Alicia comes to the museum to confront you or calls you, justignore her and tell me immediately. Let me handle it, okay?"

Camille nodded, indicating that she understood.

However, she had some doubts, "Why are you suddenly saying this?"Ayan's face looked slightly tense and cold, and he mentioned whathappened when he returned to the company earlier. He also spokeabout his attitude towards Alicia and the sarcastic remarks he made. Itwas only after saying all this that he realized Alicia might get angry andcome to Camille for trouble.

If he had thought of it from the beginning, he wouldn't have confrontedAlicia like that but would have asked Kian to contact the Nores family toremind them.

But since it had already happened, he could only deal with it in thepresent manner.

After listening, Camille also nodded, "If she contacts me, I'll tell youright away, and I'll try not to confront her directly.”

Ayan smiled lightly, his eyes full of tenderness. He reached out andgently pinched her cheek, saying softly, “You're really adorable."

What is he talking about?

"Really adorable?"

Can these words come out of his mouth?

Camille unconsciously furrowed her brows. She didn't respond to hiswords but instead gazed at him calmly, saying, "Don't try to make meforget the many facts about those women around you with this kind ofapproach.”

He chuckled at her teasing. "So, it's my fault, huh?"

“Then who else?" she retorted. "If only you were a bit less good-looking, things wouldn't be like this. Why not consider getting plasticsurgery to look less attractive?"

Camille offered this suggestion in a seemingly serious manner.

Ayan replied softly, “It's not for me to decide, my looks were given bymy parents. If you're angry because I'm too good-looking, blame myparents for that. I didn't have a choice, did I? So, go back to theSimpson's mansion and have a heated argument with my mom to letoff some steam.”

"Ha! You're such a mama's boy. Others hope for a good relationshipbetween their mother and wife, but you seem to want us to argue,”Camille teased.

“It's because your relationship with her is too good that I have no placein our home. I have no choice but to hope for a slightly less perfectrelationship between you two, even if it means you're pretending todeceive me," Ayan explained.

"Keep dreaming!" Camille replied without hesitation, causing a deepersmile to form on Ayan's lips. The traffic light turned green, and theirconversation paused.

They arrived at Darkmoor, and Ayan held Camille's hand as theyentered.

Along the way, Camille had no idea who they were meeting for dinner.At the entrance of the private dining room, Camille whispered, "Youshould have let me go back and prepare. I'm dressed so casually. Don'tblame me if I embarrass you later."

Ayan chuckled, "Having you by my side is the greatest honor. Yourcasual appearance is just a facade. As long as it's you, anything looksgood.”

Camille couldn't help but tease him, "Mr. Simpson, did you enroll in asweet-talking course recently?"

Ayan responded, "These are all heartfelt words, no training needed.When feelings run deep, words naturally come out.”

Camille shivered unconsciously, "Mr. Simpson, please be more serious.I'm not used to this."

"Am I usually bad to you?" Ayan couldn't help but ask.

Camille replied, “It's not that. It's just that some words coming from youfeel insincere.”

“Then you have to officially get used to it from now on. After all, moresweet words might come out of my mouth at any time." He said it veryseriously, as if it was only natural.