Chapter 123 Do you love him?

Afraid not to know, but did not put in the eye is true.

Talia wasn't replying to Carter because Camille had finished and was

packing her bag when she looked over at Talia and asked, "Mom, have

you thought about what we're going to eat later?”

Talia nodded: "Let's go for western food, right? We girls also want to be

romantic and romantic!"

A few words from us girls made Camille laugh, Talia is really edgy.

She echoed, "Yes, all yours."

Camille took Talia's hand and came out of the office, she explained to

Yessica: "I may not be back this afternoon, if there is anything, ask for

Mr. Walker.”

Yessica nodded her head and said yes.

When Camille passed by Preston's office and saw the door open, she

said to Talia, "Mom, give me a minute."

"Good." Talia responded in a warm voice.

Camille walked to the door of Preston's office and knocked: "Preston,

I'll go first, if you have anything on your side, just call me."

"Well, okay, you go ahead and drive safely." Preston's voice was gentle

and his eyes were raised to gaze at her revealing a light smile.

Camille also responded with a light smile, and then followed Talia out of

the company.

The two of them took the elevator downstairs, and Talia pretended to

be casually probing: "O Cami, is this Preston your partner?"

Camille nodded without thinking much about it, "I've known him for

years and we're pretty good friends.”

"That's what it looks like." Talia murmured in a low voice.

In the bottom of my heart, I wonder, Carter's crisis awareness is still not

deep enough, how can he compete with others?

She added, "So, does he have a girlfriend?"

Camille froze and subconsciously looked at Talia, “I don't think so yet."

“Not yet, huh?" She followed and echoed, her gentle face a little slightly

stiff.

Camille asks, "Mom, what do you have to say?"

Talia shook her head: "I'm thinking it's too bad that such a good

condition doesn't have a girlfriend yet? It just so happens that many

girls around me don't have boyfriends yet, so if it's convenient I can be

an introduction, what do you think?"

Camille sighed silently and explained in a low voice: "Mom, it's better

not to, if the destiny is natural, if we come out to set up, I worry that he

will misunderstand not too comfortable, so it's better to forget it?"

"Well, okay, then I'll listen to you, and I'm just saying it off the top of my

head, so don't take it to heart.”

"Hmm."

The two drove to a fancy western restaurant.

Talia had reserved a seat early, an elegant window seat.

After sitting down, Camille pushed the menu over to Talia: "Mom, you

order."

"What do you want to eat?"

"I can do itall.”

Talia ordered two orders of corn chowder, and a salmon salad, then two

orders of steak, and finally dessert.

Camille spoke up at this point and instructed, "There's a steak that

needs to be fully cooked.”

The waiter was slightly surprised: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure.”

The waiter nodded, then took the menu and retreated.

General steak five minutes and seven minutes cooked most suitable,

fully cooked basic rarely.

Camille took the initiative to explain to Talia, "Mom, I haven't been

feeling very well lately, so I have to eat whole cooked foods."

“It's okay, as long as you like it and what suits you is the best." Talia

doesn't mind at all.

As the words fell, Talia's cell phone followed suit.

She picked up the phone and scanned the name displayed on the

screen, the corners of her mouth rose slightly to reveal a light smile:

"Hello? What can I do for you?"

The words are warm and light, with a knowing meaning.

I don't know what the other person said, but I only heard Talia faintly

say, "Are eating, doing what?"

Talia's expression was nonchalant: “Later, huh? Later may go

shopping, fancy a few jewelry, but recently the hand is rather tight, hey

The other party probably said Talia satisfied with the words, only to see

Talia are showing a smile: "Well, then I will reluctantly accept, later

contact cluck?"

Then the call ended, and Talia put the phone down, a smile still on her

face that hadn't disappeared, and she looked lightly at Camille, also

officially pulling off the theme of the day's search for her, and asked in a

low voice, "Cami, are you still getting used to the place you moved out

to?"

Camille raised her eyes to meet Talia's. It had been several days since

she moved out, and it was impossible for the Simpson's manson not to

know, but neither the old Simpson nor Talia had asked her, so she had

not been forthcoming about it.

At this moment, when she heard Talia's inquiry, she was actually a bit

overwhelmed.

She pursed her lips lightly and asked softly, "Mom, will you and

Grandpa blame me?"

"Of course I don't blame you, how can you think like that? Am I usually

too harsh on you?"

Talia smiled faintly, her words flowing with gentleness.

Camille shook her head in a hurry, "Why, you're the best to me. *

"Would you dare to say that in front of Grandpa?" Talia laughed at her.

Camille spit out her tongue, then this response: "Now living in a smaller

place, although everything needs to be done by yourself, actually it is

okay, because I also live by myself when I went to college, so I am

used to it."

Talia mumbled softly and then asked, "You moved out because Carter

did something that made you angry and offended you, right?"

"No." She pursed her lips lightly and said faintly, "Just thought we

should all calm down a bit."

"Just chill?"

Camille was silent, frowning and subconsciously looking at Talia.

Talia looked at her the same way, and her gentle eyes were caring:

"Cami, tell mom the truth, do you really don't want to live with Carter

anymore? You want to divorce him, don't you?"

Camille lightly pursed her lips, her face is slightly cold, her voice is also

low and soft: "Yes, I do want to divorce him, I think we may be better

apart, after all, he does not love me, he has a favorite person in his

heart, this has been deadlocked to live on later with a child, the child

will also live unhappy.”

In fact, the warmth of a family is how Camille has almost forgotten, but

the Simpsons let her truly experience the feeling of harmony and love

parents have grandfather love.

The only regret is that Carter does not love her.

Probably this is how God arranged it, after all, can not be perfect, can

not let her take up everything.

"Cami, you care because he doesn't love you and that's why you insist

on the divorce, right?"

"Not exactly, I guess. Probably still think it's better to be separate.”

"And do you love him?"

Talia looked at her for an instant and asked softly, full of tenderness.

Camille froze slightly, lightly pursed her lips a little panicked.

Of course she won't tell Talia she loves Carter, but doesn't want to lie.

While she was silent, the waiter came up with the dishes.

After that she didn't move and digressed, and Talia didn't pursue the

subject, not knowing if she forgot or didn't want to push her?

After the two finished eating, Camille paid the bill on the pretext of

going to the bathroom, and Talia got a little upset when she found out:

"How can I let you spend money?"

"Why not? Didn't you say we are all girls? Since we are all girls, we are

equal.”

“I won't argue with you when you say that.” Talia smiled faintly.

Afterwards, they went to a nearby mall, where Talia wanted to buy

some clothes for Fletcher, and the two held hands like a mother and

daughter.

They walked into a branded custom store and saw a familiar face just

as they entered.

Camille's face froze in a slight pause.