My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille)

"Of course not, it's just that she was tired last night and you calling so early would affect her rest, so I had to answer it for her."

The phrase "she was tired last night" made Preston's face pale and silent.

Ayan added: "Preston, Camille is married, do you know what you are doing now? If word gets out you will not have the face to continue to stay in Hance City. If you don't want to be embarrassed, put away your thoughts and keep your distance from her, otherwise even your years of friendship will not save you."

He cut the call off without waiting for Preston to respond.

Ayan clutched the phone, no ripples on his face, but a cold chill under his eyes.

This Preston is really haunting.

He put the phone on silent and put it back and left the bedroom.

Camille slept until 9:30 when she woke up, stretched, picked up her phone and immediately sat up.

Several missed calls, and WeChat messages.

All from one person.

"Cami, what do you mean you're not answering the phone? Is it because my words last night made you angry?"

"Really angry?"

"Aren't you going to go to dinner with me tonight?"

Camille rubbed her hair, then immediately replied, "Sorry, I just got up, I'm not mad, of course I'll go with you tonight."

The other side returned a reassuring expression: "It's good that you're not angry, you don't have to come over to keep me company during the day, I'll walk around Hance City alone, see you tonight."

"Okay."

She tapped down two words before lifting the covers and getting up.

The curtains in the bedroom were also closed tightly, so if I hadn't looked at the time I wouldn't have known what time it was.

sighed and changed the phone's password

downstairs to finish her breakfast,

to the office, Yessica also came in immediately with the drawing materials, and Yessica looked at her with a smile, "Ms. Armstrong,

it that you feel too

the truth, you're really extraordinarily beautiful today, it just feels a bit like ....... Nourished by love, Ms. Armstrong, you're not

Love?

face slightly stiff, full of love nourished like the brain, the mind came up with some

expression on her face the whole time, and when she saw her reaction, she was even more sure: "Wow, Ms. Armstrong, are you

"No."

"You do, I feel like your whole body is revealing pink bubbles, Ms. Armstrong, have I ever seen your boyfriend?" Yessica was so excited that she was a little girl who had discovered someone else's secret and was

a low question: "Is it Mr. Walker? But it does not seem like, after all, you see Mr. Walker's eyes do not have stars, then is it Mr. Simpson ah? He had

your boss during work hours I think

imagine that she and Ayan were married, otherwise she would probably

but when she smiles she is bright and beautiful, but at the moment she has a cold face, delicate and beautiful face cold and reveals aloof and detached, so that her precious highlight extraordinarily

up straight and put away the gossip: "Ms. Armstrong, I've compiled these materials, and I'll

it first and get back to

"Okay, then I'll

to breathe again, she

of the mouth hooked up helpless light smile, she is not really angry,

organizing the artwork and was busy

ate inside the office, with Preston not saying a word about the

self-evident what those marks were for. His gaze

do

didn't feel any better, after all, he didn't love

directly poke, just lightly

can it get better when you feel wrong and he doesn't love me." Camille said warmly, a trace of sadness slipped under her eyes, but it quickly

gave a low muffled sound, then

But Camille's cell phone rang the next second. It was on the coffee table, and both she and Preston could see the note on the screen, and she frowned slightly before picking it

"Hello?"

the

"Hmm."

"Why don't you get