Chapter 173 Loss

Camille didn't say anything, sort of acquiescing.

Ayan said lightly, "Camille, is it possible that all you think you see is

children?"

Camille glanced over her shoulder.

What is he trying to say?

Is it not just for the children?

Camille doesn't really want to think about it any further and just looks at

him in silence.

Ayan's attitude slowly became milder and he said in a low voice,

"Camille, can we not get a divorce? Don't you want our children to have

a complete home?"

Camille was completely shocked, and her eyes were filled with

surprise, and she was at a loss for words.

But she knew that Ayan was saying such things because he had a

child, and that's why he was actively showing weakness.

That's not what she wanted.

So Camille is on the fence, but at the same time, she feels lost in her

heart.

If it was before he filed for divorce, if it was when she still had illusions

about this marriage, she would probably be especially happy with his

words.

But not anymore.

After all, she knows very well that Ayan does not love her, and there is

no way she can change his heart, so no matter what she does, the end

result will not change.

Her stubbornness will not allow her to humble herself to such a point,

after all, she has already fought hard, the results obtained are not

desired, naturally will not continue in front of the aggravation of their

own.

Camille was silent and never gave an answer, and Ayan didn't push

her, but naturally changed the subject: "I'll have Kit bring the food over,

okay?"

Camille gave a low muffled hmm, and then both fell silent.

But his careful care Camille is clearly felt, but her heart has an

indefinable and inexplicable feeling of boredom.

Ayan stood by her every inch of the way, and stood at the bathroom

door at night when she took a shower: "Call me if you need anything, I'l

stay right here, huh?"

Camille actually wanted to say that there was no need to do so, but the

words finally did not come out, just nodded.

When Camille comes out of the shower, Ayan is answering the phone,

as if it's a work-related matter.

Look at his brow furrowed, his face also slightly gruff, and his words

with a harsh sulk.

After ending the call, he poured a glass of warm water and placed it

next to the hospital bed, then said to Camille, "You watch TV for a while

while I work, and if you get sleepy, go to sleep first, huh?"

"Hmm." Camille responded in a low voice.

Ayan went to the couch and sat down. He opened the laptop that Kian

brought along with his meal and started working. Several times

Camille's glance found him leaning on the couch with his eyes closed

and his brow pinched, looking very tired.

Camille pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time before she

couldn't help but speak up, "Ayan, are you busy?"

"Hmm? It's okay, just a little problem with a new project being solved,

and the Simpson Group's new investment in the film and television part

is starting up so things will be a bit tedious."

He patiently explained.

Camille knows exactly how powerful he is and understands that nothing

is too much for him.

But she still took the initiative to mention: "Ayan , why don't you go

back, the doctor has said I'm fine, you work here inconveniently at night

will not rest well, I'm okay alone, if there is anything you need I will call

the nurse.”

Ayan's eyes pause, and he looks at Camille with narrowed eyes and

says, “You think I would feel comfortable leaving you here alone?"

“I'm not a child, I'm just weak from lack of rest, but I'm not losing my

ability to take care of myself.”

“You are not a child, but you have a small child in your belly, and if you

feel burdened, then you can think of it as me staying not to take care of

you, but to take care of the child in your belly."

Where does the baby in his belly need his care?

Camille wrinkled her brow and couldn't convince him at all.

Eventually she stopped talking, and Ayan went back to work.

At around 11:00 p.m., Camille fell asleep watching TV.

Ayan finished his work and went directly to the bathroom to simply

wash up, then went to the hospital bed and looked at the sleeping

woman from above, his deep eyes only hesitated for a second or two

and then lifted the quilt and took her directly into his arms and laid

down.

The last time I held her was the time he had a fever, and now it's been

several days, she won't give him a touch, almost even the opportunity

to get close, each time he forced her to get it.

At the moment, holding the person in his arms, the knot in his throat

rolled and his body subconsciously reacted physically, he dropped his

palm on her abdomen, feeling the slight bulge.

Already the presence of the child can be clearly felt.

But he didn't notice it at all.

His handsome face in the dark night outline a light smile of self-

deprecation, holding Camille's hands also in the subconscious

increased strength, until the embrace of her uncomfortable movement

he let go some.

It was a torturous night, but it was a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Ayan was awakened by a knock on the door.

The first thing he did was look at the woman in his arms, still asleep, so

he slowed down his movements and gently got out of bed and opened

the door.

It's Rex and Sienna.

The two men stared at Ayan just woke up with a cold look in his eyes,

Rex said lightly: "You are still not up? Ayan , this is a hospital, you are

also ......"

“You a lot of crap?"

Ayan indifferently swept him a glance, and did not want to let the two

inside.

Sienna asked in a low voice, "Is Cami still awake?"

"Hmm."

"It's late enough to wake her up, or she'll get a headache from sleeping

too much.” Sienna reminded in a shallow voice, but Ayan did not intend

to do so.

The atmosphere also became quiet.

Ayan has no intention of letting them in, but Rex and Sienna have no

intention of leaving either.

After about three or four seconds of stagnation, Camille's voice came

from the room: "Is that Sienna?"

Sienna was afraid that Ayan would deny it, so the next second she

responded, "Cami, it's me."

"Why don't you come in?"

"Here we go, I'm coming in now.”

Now Ayan had to give up space for Sienna to go in.

With Sienna, the atmosphere is a little more lively.

Seeing Sienna with Rex, Camille's mind rose with questions, but she

didn't ask anything.

After Ayan went to wash up, Kian's breakfast arrived and he opened it

himself and put it in front of Camille: “Eat this and you can leave the

hospital after the doctor's examination.”

Camille just gave a low mumble, and then Ayan went to the balcony of

the ward with Rex.

Now Camille followed up with, "How did you get here with him?"

"Would you believe me if I told you that he kept watch under the

apartment building all night last night?"

"Didn't let him up?"

"Of course not."

"That's good." Camille responded indifferently, chewing slowly and

sipping her porridge.

Sienna opened her dark eyes and stared at her with a light smile,

"Ayan knows all about it and is attentive and considerate to you, I heard

you fainted yesterday, he was in a hurry, it's not like he was faking it, so

what do you think?"

Camille didn't give an immediate answer, but simply gave Sienna an

indifferent glance.

She swallowed the porridge in her mouth before responding

nonchalantly, “Do you think a child can support an emotionless

marriage?"