Chapter 240 The Burden

Ayan looked at her with a serious face that seemed to tell her again, "I

must go."

Camille pressed her lips slightly, just smiled, and said, "okay."

Ayan got up, picked up his coat from the coat rack, and walked straight

out the door.

Hearing the sound of the office door closing, Camille's heart sank.

He said he didn't love Eileen, but he rushed over just because Eileen

said so.

If that was not love. What was it?

She smiled helplessly and sat quietly in the office for a long time. Then

she got up and left.

Seeing her coming out, Kian immediately greeted her, “Mrs. Armstrong,

may I take you home?"

Kian had told Ayan to do so specifically before he left.

Camille shook her head and refused. "No, the driver is waiting

downstairs."

Kian nodded and walked her to the elevator. He pushed the button for

her and waited until she was inside the elevator, then he returned to his

post.

Sophia arrived with the project proposal in her hand. "Are they still in

there?" she asked Kian.

"No, Mr. Simpson is out on business, and Mrs. Simpson has just left."

"Did they leave separately?"

"Yes."

Sophia frowned slightly, then handed Kian the proposal herself. "Give it

to him."

Kian nodded and said yes.

Sophia asked again, "is Ayan out for something important?"

Kian said he didn't know, then Sophia left.

Eileen was preparing for a concert in the past two days, today just she

had a shooting job in a horse ranch in the suburbs.

Since she signed with the Simpson Group, Eileen had never worried

about the explosion of her activities, as the company had a professional

agent working on her behalf.

The only pity was that she rarely saw Ayan, even when she had a

contract to sign with Simpson Group. It was as if she had been

deliberately separated from him for no reason.

She was filming when Ayan arrived.

Her agent saw Ayan and immediately said, "Mr. Simpson, what are you

doing here? Do you want me to go get Eileen now?"

"No." Ayan looked at the woman filming in the distance. "She's been

working a lot lately?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Not a lot. It was a shoot about a week ago and then there was nothing

more until after the concert.”

"Okay," he replied, and his handsome face was expressionless.

He waited for about ten minutes, and Eileen's shoot was over.

She rode the horse over and looked very happy seeing Ayan. She

waved and shouted, "Ayan..." without feeling embarrassed.

Her term of endearment made the crowd gossip, but because of Ayan's

title, everyone could only keep their thoughts to themselves.

Just a few steps to the exit, Eileen was so excited that she accidentally

kicked the horse with her feet, causing the front of the horse to lurch

upward and Eileen fell straight off.

She shouted, "Ouch!!"

She fell to the ground. But she was lucky the trainer was holding the

rope, otherwise, the horse's front legs would have landed directly on

Eileen.

It was a heart-stopping scene that scared everyone. Eileen fell and hurt

her foot. The agent helped her up, but she couldn't stand.

Eileen gritted her teeth several times and tried to stand up, but her foot

hurt badly.

She looked at Ayan with red tearing eyes, and said, "Ayan, can you

hold me?"

Ayan just frowned and had a very serious look on his face.

Because of the commercial shooting, there were a lot of people around

the scene. He didn’t want to attract people's attention. All he wanted

was to ask her about what happened a year ago. He didn’t want to

waste any more time here. After thinking about it, he walked toward her.

Eileen looked very satisfied and raised her arms, allowing him to hold

her up, then she put her hands around his neck.

Ayan didn’t show any emotion on his face.

Eileen gave her assistant a look, who immediately understood her

meaning and took some photos.

Ayan carried her from the farm to his car, along with her manager and

assistant.

In the car, Eileen looked at Ayan apologetically. "Ayan, I'm really sorry

you came here, and now you have to take me to the hospital.”

Ayan didn't have any emotion or reaction, just gave her a faint glance.

"Tell me what the person you remember looked like?"

"Right now? Maybe, we should wait until we get to the hospital.” Eileen

said it was inappropriate timing.

Then Ayan didn’t say anything.

They arrived at the hospital half an hour later, the agent accompanied

Eileen to her examination while Ayan stood in the hallway outside the

examination room smoking a cigarette.

He didn't know at the moment that pictures of him carrying Eileen at the

horse ranch had been posted online.

The news immediately became a trending search.

It was widely known that Eileen and Ayan had dated, but Ayan was now

married to Camille, which was publicly announced by the Simpson

Group.

The trio's relationship and entanglements had created a lot of rumors

online.

"Are Ayan and Camille divorced?"

"The Simpson family doesn't like the Armstrong family because they

descended?"

"Can they respond to what happened?"

"What about Eileen's publicist and agent? Why didn't anyone respond?”

"Did he get divorced and get back with Eileen?"

"Best wishes!!!"

There had been a lot of speculation for a while, but there had been no

response from them.

The Simpson family also heard about it and tried to contact Ayan. But

they could not get through the call. Finally, they could only call Kian to

ask him to contact Ayan immediately to solve this matter.

Camille, of course, saw this too. She thought, “Was he rushing over

because Eileen was injured?”

"Is that why he must go?"

She scoffed. If he cared so much about Eileen, why would he say

things that would mislead her?

Just at the same moment, her grandmother called.

Grandma told her to come right away.

Camille guessed it had something to do with the news, so she rushed

to the hospital without any delay.

After meeting Camille, her grandmother asked her, "what's up with

Ayan and that girl? Are they talking about your divorce? Are Ayan and

she going to be together? Camille, tell grandma, is it because of me?"

"Grandma, don't listen to what people say. It's all gossip. It's not true.

Ayan and I are not getting divorced, and it's none of your business.”

"Really? So, why is Ayan holding her?"

Camille simply didn't know how to explain it.

But Grandma was old and very emotional. She didn't want to bother

anyone by staying at the hospital. She was worried about putting a

burden on Camille, so she began to doubt herself.

Camille was so frustrated that she finally reached for her cell phone

and contacted Ayan. "I'll give him a call, and I'll let him talk to you,

okay?"

Her grandmother nodded.

Camille dialed Ayan's cell phone. It was ringing, but no one answered

until it automatically hung up.

She retailed the call two more times, with the same result.

Her hand clenched on the phone and she looked at her grandmother

with a little pretended composure, but finally, she had to tell her the

truth.

Camille said, "he's probably busy. Let's call back later, okay?"