My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 992: Funny

Chapter 992: Funny

Rex hesitated for a moment, wearing a troubled expression on his face.Then, he quickly caught up and said in a gentle tone, "Ayan, can wetalk? If you need help, I'm here for you."

"Shut up!" Ayan snapped.

Rex didn't ask any further questions and assumed that Ayan had somehidden issues. After all, even Sienna hadn't disclosed much, and shehad warned him not to mention it to anyone. Otherwise, he wouldn't beallowed back into the master bedroom. This threat was undoubtedlyeffective against Rex.

After their walk, it was already dark outside.

The five of them parted ways at the villa's entrance and went to theirrespective homes.

Perhaps tired from their walk and playtime, Timmy felt a bit sleepy.Camille entrusted him to the nanny to take him upstairs for a bath.Camille and Ayan leaned against the sofa in the living room. The TVwas playing a recently launched singing variety show, where popularyoung singers critiqued former stars whose styles had fallen out offavor. These once-famous singers, while no longer as popular, hadcreated classics known far and wide. However, the current popularmusic styles were different from those in the past, resulting in theirsongs having little appeal today. In contrast, the singers with averagetalent but a trendy image were thriving.

Camille watched quietly for a while and couldn't help but comment,“This is so frustrating.”

Ayan, understanding what she meant, casually picked up the remotecontrol and turned off the TV. He said, "That should make you lessfrustrated. If it's still not enough, I can have Kian pull this show off theair."

He wasn't just making empty promises. If she agreed, he would do it.Camille wasn't that bored, though. After all, everyone had their choicesto make, and perhaps the contrast was necessary to highlight thetalents of these past stars. It might even be a good thing for them.Camille quickly said, "No, I'm not that domineering.”

"Does that mean you won't get angry?" He looked at her and asked.Camille just pursed her lips and said softly, "I'm not really angry.”Ayan's gentle gaze remained fixed on her, and his expression wasalways tender. His voice was equally soft as he asked, "Did you tellSienna about us?"

Camille was slightly surprised by this sudden question. Judging fromhis expression, Sienna had probably mentioned it to Rex, and Rex hadjust asked him about it.

Camille didn't evade or hesitate; she answered candidly, "Yes, Imentioned it this afternoon at the office. She was bound to replace outsooner or later, so I didn't plan to keep it from her."

“You're honest with her," Ayan said with a hint of bitterness, but Camilledidn't feel the need to explain further.

The conversation on this topic ended there.

The two of them didn't stay downstairs for long and soon went back totheir bedroom. Naturally, they lived together.

After taking a shower, Camille stood on the balcony to get some freshair. She could faintly hear the sound of water running from thebathroom, and she couldn't help but replace it amusing.

Perhaps their relationship was unique among them?

But they were adults, and there was no room for pride or grievances.Tonight, however, Camille wanted to tease Ayan a little.

Camille returned to bed, and shortly after, Ayan emerged from thebathroom. The atmosphere in the room was unusually quiet, as if theycould hear each other's heartbeat.

Wrapped in a towel, Ayan, his hair still wet, slowly approached thebedside from a higher vantage point and looked down at Camille. Heasked, "Are you going to sleep?"

Camille replied, "Yes."

Ayan's deep gaze fixed on her. "Aren't you waiting for me?"

Camille smiled faintly and asked, “Mr. Simpson, do I need to wait evenwhen I'm going to sleep?"

“I've suffered so much today. Aren't you going to make it up to me?" Hehinted at something more with his deep, alluring eyes.

Camille, however, pretended not to understand, and her expressionremained cold. She said, "What have you suffered, Mr. Simpson? Youcan't bring your business demeanor into this with me. I'd feel quiteaggrieved if you treated me that way."

After saying this, Camille's lips curled into a slight smile, and her gazeseemed to tell Ayan that she wouldn't fall for his trap.

Ayan looked helpless as he reached out and held her hand, gentlysqueezing it in his palm. His lips curled up in a faint smile as he spokein a soft voice, “Tell me, what should I do?"

She pursed her lips and replied calmly, “I'm tired. I spent the wholeafternoon at the university, and then we took a long walk. I can't openmy eyes right now. So, can I sleep?"

She feigned a pitiful look, leaving Ayan unable to say no.

Camille withdrew her hand from his palm and whispered, "So,goodnight?"

Ayan sensed that something was amiss with her tone and casuallyasked, "Goodnight?"

"Yes, goodnight."

"Are you suggesting I should leave tonight?"

"Are you planning to stay?" Camille looked genuinely surprised, as ifshe hadn't expected this at all. She continued, "Ayan, your behaviorisn't great for my reputation. We are officially divorced, so it's better tomaintain some distance, right?"

"Maintain distance?" Ayan almost gritted his teeth and a cold smileformed on his lips. He sneered, "Camille, are you trying to tormentme?"

Camille felt wronged and said, "How could you think that? Don'tmisunderstand me."

Ayan couldn't be bothered to respond further. He got up and went toblow-dry his hair, leaving Camille with an unhappy silhouette. Despitethis, Camille couldn't help but smile.

However, her smile didn't last long, as Ayan's relentless punishment lefther exhausted. One word to describe her: tired.

The sounds in the master bedroom continued until dawn began tobreak. Camille had fallen asleep long ago and had no energy left totease Ayan. Ayan, wearing a smile on his face, gazed at her besidehim. His lips formed a noticeable curve as he leaned down and gentlykissed her forehead. His voice was tender as he said, "Go to sleep.”Camille slept until almost the afternoon, so she had no way of going tothe office in the morning.

Before leaving in the morning, Ayan had told the nanny not to wakeCamille up and instructed Timmy not to disturb her upstairs. As a result,Camille slept very well, and it was Sienna'’s phone call that finally wokeher up.

This was Sienna's tenth call. If she didn't answer this time, Sienna wasready to come to her house.

Camille answered the call, and Sienna sounded concerned. "Whyhaven't you been replying to messages or answering your phone?What are you doing?"

Camille sounded tired as she replied, "What's up? I was asleep anddidn't hear anything."

“You're still in bed?" Sienna asked in surprise, her voice tinged withteasing. “Is someone with you, or are you alone?"

Camille naturally didn't want to answer, so she asked, "Why did you callme?"

"Aren't you coming to the office?" Sienna asked. "That student is here,so when are you coming?"

Camille suddenly remembered that she had work today. She hadarranged to meet with Zack for a meeting.

Camille sighed and said, “You can talk to him about it, discuss thecompensation and the guidelines, and we need to sign a confidentialityagreement. If there are any violations, there will be penalties.”

As the design assistant, she would naturally expose to him informationabout the competition entries. In her line of work, one had to beextremely careful, as a small mistake could lead to accusations ofplagiarism, and she had experienced such rumors and gossip before.Therefore, Camille was cautious and did her best to avoid givinganyone the opportunity to criticize her.

Sienna agreed with Camille's instructions. "Alright, I'll follow yourarrangement. Are you coming to the office later?"

"No."

Sienna teased, "Are you two celebrating your divorce? You seem sohappy.”