Chapter 133 Love for the House

Preston smiled lightly without changing his face: "Do you really want to

know? Do you wish I could find someone to fall in love with quickly?"

"Of course not." Camille was worried that he would misunderstand and

hastily explained, "Just concerned about you, if you feel inconvenient

now then don't say anything.”

Camille stopped asking questions, after all, everyone has a private side

that they don't want to talk about, and it was her who overstepped.

There was a brief moment of silence, and Preston, who had been

looking at Camille, spoke up in response, "Cami, there's nothing I don't

want to tell you, you should have met her but not been familiar with her,

and there's no way I could have had any possibility with her, so I don't

think it's necessary to say."

"Okay, I got it."

Camille nods her head and smiles at each other.

Preston changed the subject and said, "The Fumiko Estate has

contacted me several times this morning and has been asking when

the project will restart. Will you continue the relationship with Carter

because of the project?"

Camille glanced at him lightly, his voice was not much ripple said:

"Fumiko Estate side if you are approached again, you can directly say

that it takes time not so fast answer, I am also trying my best, I do not

want the project to end here, but the process is not so easy."

She didn't answer Preston's last question.

Preston naturally saw it, so he asked, "Cami, is it because of me that

Preston is suspending the project and sitting on the internet about your

divorce? If it's because of me I can go talk to Carter and clarify that you

and I are just friends."

Camille shook her head, "Preston , it's none of your business, what

makes you think that?"

“I'm just worried about you because I'm difficult, if there is a relationship

with me you will tell me directly, Cami, we are not only friends, we are

also the best partners, some risks and pressures are needed to bear

together to face, I do not want you to suffer because of me, so really no

relationship with me?"

"Of course not, don't you think so."

Camille smiled lightly, but finally did not answer whether she would not

divorce Carter or not?

Preston did not continue to ask the question, he was worried that

Camille would be upset, just looked at Camille's gaze became deep

and low.

Back in his office, Preston picked up his cell phone and dialed a series

of numbers, which was quickly answered, and he said in a cold voice:

"Don't reach out to me these days, she saw us in the cafe today, it's not

the time to let her know yet."

The woman on the other end of the phone responded in a low voice:

"Well, I get it, but ..... Are you really going to be with her when all this is

over?"

Preston didn't respond, just cut the call off.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at

everything in front of him, and deep inside as if there was an abyss

constantly swallowing at him.

7:00 pm.

Camille drove to the airport, and in about ten minutes, Camille met a

woman of similar age at the pick-up gate. The woman was wearing a

black knee-length coat, boots wrapped around her slender legs, long

chestnut curly hair draped over her shoulders, and a bright, feminine

face that was fair and pretty.

They hugged each other and Camille whispered, "Sienna, it's been a

long time!"

"Camille, miss it every day!" The woman responded with the same low

laugh.

The two have been each other's best friends since high school, and

naturally they haven't changed today.

They walked to the parking lot arm in arm and got in the car before

Camille said, "Let's go eat first, I ordered your favorite dishes.”

"Okay, all yours." She nodded her head and responded good-naturedly.

Camille just laughed and did not say anything, after all, this person

looks good, but in fact the bones rebellious and bad.

When they arrived at the restaurant, because it was difficult to get a

private room, Camille could only book a window seat. While they sat

down and waited for the food to be served, Sienna King raised her

eyebrows and said, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, why do I

feel that you seem to have changed?"

"What's different?"

“I can't say, is the feeling of looking at you, probably too long apart, this

time I have to rely on you to cultivate a good relationship with you."

Camille laughed, "Yes, just don't run away when the time comes."

"Hmph, underestimating who?"

The two men looked at each other and both smiled.

Soon, the food also came up, and the two began to eat, chatting about

the deliciousness of the meal and the recent happenings of each,

although they had not seen each other for more than a year, but the

contact with each other had not been broken.

At this point, Sienna suddenly asked, "Would it be inconvenient for me

to stay at your house? After all, you are now a married woman."

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly, and her words were light: "I've

moved out, so it's convenient.”

"Are you serious?"

“Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

"Why? Don't you like him? Why do you suddenly want to move out? Do

you know it's not good to live apart for too long?"

“I want to get a divorce." Camille sighed silently, then stopped

continuing and simply said, "This is not the time to talk about this topic,

I'll tell you more about it later when I get back.”

Sienna just nods, but looks at Camille with a deep, caring gaze.

When they finished eating, they walked out arm in arm, but just as they

reached the door, Camille's steps suddenly stopped and Sienna turned

her head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Her face is slightly stunned, her eyes are slightly paused, and an

indifferent coldness emerges under her eyes.

Sienna followed her line of sight and her eyes fell on the familiar man at

the entrance of the restaurant. Beside the man stood three other

people, one of whom was a woman who was also an old acquaintance,

and the other two were a pair of middle-aged men and women.

Sienna said lightly, “That's why you're moving out, isn't it?"

Camille didn't say anything, just faintly withdrew her eyes: "Let's go!"

"Just leave?"

Sienna wasn't too happy, she said, "Aren't we going to say hello when

your husband is there? You haven't even introduced me to him, but

since we've met here, why don't we just pick a date?"

Camille glanced at Sienna without moving, without much emotion

between her eyebrows, and she said, "Are you afraid you won't have

the chance to meet? You can rest assured that as long as you live with

me sooner or later, we will meet.”

"Cami, that's a pretty tame response, isn't it?"

Sienna seemed surprised.

But Camille just smiled... bland?

Probably get used to it and it's bland, right?

Camille looked again at the scene outside the door, Carter stood there

pensively, Eileen tilted her head to look at her sideways, cheeks

flushed with a smile and did not know what to say, Carter although not

much smile, but you can also see his expression should be happy,

right?

The middle-aged man and woman on the side even looked at Carter

with smiles on their faces and said, "Carter, thank you so much for

taking care of us Eileen, and we are happy as parents to see that you

two are still as well as before.”

Hearing voices, Camille realized that it was Eileen's parents.

For some reason, she actually wanted to laugh a little, wasn't this a bit

like the feeling of in-laws meeting their son-in-law?

Compared to the Armstrong family, Carter seems to be more gentle

with Eileen's parents, which is probably a case of love and affection,

right?