Chapter 241 Wild Thoughts

Grandma sighed, feeling guilty. "Camille, this is all my fault. If I hadn't

given you any trouble, you wouldn't have been like this.”

"Grandma, it really has nothing to do with you, don't think about it, ok?"

But grandmother kept thinking that there was a connection with her,

and she got over-excited. Camille had to call the nurse over

immediately. Finally, she took some drugs and nothing happened in the

end.

Camille, however, was terrified and felt inarticulate in her heart.

"No matter what, I won't leave you alone. If you don't want to give me

any trouble, please cooperate. I'm pregnant now, and if you don't listen

to me, I'll be sad.”

Camille whispered a lot, not sure if Grandma was listening or not.

Camille stayed with her grandmother in the hospital until she fell

asleep.

She got back in the car with a depressed look on her face and then

asked the driver to take her straight to work.

Ayan told her he loved the mother of his child, but immediately after,

there were rumors about he was having an affair with Eileen.

She thought it was ridiculous.

At the same time, she was glad she didn't respond to him.

If she had given him an answer because of momentary confusion, her

self-esteem would have been trampled badly.

Camille arrived at work and returned to her office.

In the office, Sienna and Yessica were working on a drawing. When she

saw that Camille was not looking well, Sienna sent Yessica outside to

modify the part that she had just pointed out. Then she asked, "what's

wrong?"

Sienna was so busy with her drawings that she didn't have time to read

gossip on the Internet.

Camille opened the page on her phone and showed it to Sienna.

Sienna checked and turned chilled and cold. "What does Ayan want?"

"Do you think he loves Eileen?"

Camille asked softly.

Sienna was stunned. "Why do you ask this? Will you give him up if he

loves her?"

"What else could I do? Everything could be damaged except marriage.”

"Camille! Have you lost your mind because you are pregnant?" Sienna

said with a hint of disapproval.

"Sienna, what is not mine will never be mine."

“Then are you really ok with that?"

Camille smiled, and her eyes were blurred and hazy. What was she

thinking at the moment was unknown.

She asked herself, "will I be ok with that?"

"Well."

At the hospital, Eileen had finished the examination. Nothing serious,

she just twisted her foot. She would get better after a few days of rest.

Ayan asked the nurse to put her in a private room. Her agent and

assistant went to get the admission procedures and toiletries, so they

were alone in the room.

He looked at Eileen sitting in the hospital bed and asked nonchalantly,

“what do you remember?" Eileen's face was pale, and there was a sly

gleam in her eyes, but she hid it before Ayan could notice.

She pressed her lips slightly and whispered, "I remember what the man

who tried to hurt us with his car looked like. He had a scar on his face.

Obviously, on the left, he was in his 40s..."

"Are you sure?"

“I'm sure, I've been working with a therapist recently, and the doctor

said that my condition was due to temporary amnesia caused by fear.

Maybe I was so preoccupied with it that God helped to to recover my

memory."

Ayan nodded slightly but showed no other reaction or emotion.

He narrowed his eyes, looked meaningfully at Eileen, then took out his

cell phone. He saw Camille's missed calls, but he ignored them and

called Kian first.

When the call went through, he directly instructed Kian to investigate

the man, and since he had a scar, the search was not aimless.

Kian took the note, and said back to him, "Mr. Simpson, you and

Eileen’s rumor online, it's very trendy now. The Simpson's Manson side

asked me to contact you to deal with it as soon as possible. What

excuses should we give?"

Ayan did not speak but took a glance at Eileen on the bed, and then he

checked from his phone while holding the line with Kian. He saw his hot

search with Eileen.

Both the retweets and the comments had reached 10,000 and were still

growing.

His eyes were slightly cold and dark looking. He said indifferently,

"immediately remove it!"

“Yes, Mr. Simpson.” Kian had his PR statement ready, and he just

needed Ayan's permission. After all, his relationship with Eileen was

erratic, sometimes cold, sometimes indulgent.

Ayan clutched his phone, his dark eyes glowing. "Eileen, I'm going to

work. Take care of yourself."

"Ayan, are you leaving so soon?" Eileen pressed her lips together and

said in a clear voice. She didn’t want him to leave.

But he was always cold, and it was hard to detect the coldness in his

eyes. He said, "the Simpson Group is getting ready for a new project

these days. You are all right, and you have your agent with you."

Camille lowered her head. "Ayan," she whispered, "would you not have

come to see me if it hadn't been for something I remembered?"

His face was stiff and he did not answer.

The woman sobbed louder.

“I know you're in a stable relationship with Camille now. You're in love

with her. After all, she's carrying your baby. I am no one to you. I was

only the person who had an accident one year ago."

"Eileen!" Ayan looked at her with a blank expression. "You chose your

career over me, so Now you regret it?"

"But you have to understand that even though you and I have it all

written out in black and white, do you think I really see you as just a

partner? Do you think I would have kept that partner if she had dared to

plot against me?"

The implication was so strong that Eileen understood what he meant.

He reminded her not to forget about today's news and warned her not

to do something stupid like that again.

Eileen's eyes shrank suddenly and she was quiet for an instant.

Ayan looked at him faintly while lifting up his lips a little, and his voice

was soft. "Take good rest. I'll leave now."

"Okay." She nodded and watched the man leave the room, and her

eyes were full of unwillingness.

She had been involved in Ayan'’s life for too long. She didn't want to

leave this man. She wanted to be with him for the rest of her life, but

there was not only Camille between them but more importantly, there

were other factors preventing them from ever being together.

"So, if she couldn't get him, no one else should get him. He's so perfect

that only destroying him will make her feel better.”

The more Eileen thought about it, the more her eyes turned darker.

She pressed her lips together, calmed down, then picked up her phone

and dialed a number.

When she got through, she said, "I already told him your words, but are

you sure he will believe it?"