Chapter 287 Ex

Chapter 287 Ex

His eyes were slightly narrowed with a confused compulsion, his

handsome face was not half as gentle and elegant as before, and there

was a layer of thick, faint, and lukewarm indifference in his gaze.

He leaned back slightly, and the shirt collar at the neck was untied and

unbuttoned by two, revealing a white chest, revealing an unrestrained

openness and cool.

He said: "He should be following me up, but I think this matter is still left

to Sienna to deal with herself, Rex drank a lot of alcohol, who will be

held responsible if we get him out and cause any accident?

Besides, at this hour, his driver and secretary have rested and it should

take them a long time to get here, so you'd better let Sienna get him in!"

Listening to this, Camille frown even tighter, she asked in a low voice:

"Then maybe you can send him to a nearby hotel? It sounds that

Sienna is quite helpless, after all, Rex is now considered to have a

state as her fiancé , this is not good if the words spread out ...."

“You do care about her, you are so careful and considerate of her

affairs.” He was neither cold nor enthusiastic, after talking, he also got

up, and then said lightly: “I am drank, so it is considered a DUI if I drive,

if you really don't want me as your husband, then I will personally drive

him to a nearby hotel.”

Without waiting for Camille to respond, he was already at the door, and

he didn't even change his shoes, he just walked out in his slippers.

Once the door opened, it was a clear shouting from Rex, he was

probably shouting for too long, so the voice sounded a little hoarse.

Ayan went over and picked him up, then said, "Let's go."

Rex shook him off and said, said somewhat unhappily, “I'm not leaving,

I want to see Sienna, get out of my way and don't mess with me."

Ayan expressed a cold face, look indifferent and swept him a glance.

Camille also came out at this time, she walked over to Ayan and said in

a shallow voice, "Ayan, you've been drinking, how about not driving?"

Ayan didn't speak because he wasn't given a chance to speak at all.

Rex heard the voice of the opposite sex and thought it was Sienna, so

he lunged straight towards Camille crookedly and ready to hug her.

Ayan narrowed his eyes and pushed Rex away when he was about to

approach, and then stopped Camille behind him in the process, and

Rex fell straight to the ground.

But his mouth kept shouting, "Sienna, Sienna, forgive me, okay?"

Ayan cold face, voice without the slightest emotion said: “Look at the

person clearly before going crazy, okay?"

"Ayan, he's drunk ..."

Camille reached out to stop Ayan, fearing he will simply throw Rex off

the 17th floor.

Ayan just chortled, his eyes floating with sarcastic self-deprecation as

he said, "You do care about him, or I'd be out there watching him?"

“I didn't mean that.” Camille wrinkled her brow as she whispered, "I'll

call Sienna and see what she says?"

It is indeed inappropriate to call people over at this time , and Rex

cannot be taken away looking like this, so it is better to have Sienna

coming over.

Less than half a minute after Camille called Sienna, Sienna opened the

door.

She was wearing pajamas, and wear a jacket outside, her face

remained cold and without any temperature, she lightly swept a glance

at Rex who was sitting on the floor with his head buried, he was messy,

but it did not reduce the temperament and elegance of his bones.

Camille walked over to Sienna and she whispered, "He's drunk and

there's no way to get rid of him, what should we do?"

Sienna pursed her lips slightly as she fell silent before saying, "It's

getting late, you guys go get some rest.

"And what about him?"

Camille asked with concerns.

Sienna showed a light smile: "It's okay, I'm here to watch him, nothing

will happen.”

Sienna told Camille to go inside with Ayan because Camille was

pregnant. Therefore, she needed to rest and take care of her body.

Camille entered the house one after the other with Ayan, Ayan walked

to the sofa and sat down, he then said lightly, “You can go to bed."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

“I'll sit down for a while and save Rex from going boozy."

He had his head down and then lit a cigarette.

Camille could tell he was in a bad mood, not only smoking but also

drinking, something he would hardly touch in front of her since she was

pregnant.

Camille stood still and didn't move, with her gaze fixed on him for a

moment, the atmosphere was quiet, as if they could clearly hear each

other's breathing.

Ayan looked at her through the curl of white smoke: "Why don't you go

inside and sleep?"

"Ayan, are you mad at me?"

"How could 1?"

He responded lightly.

The answer was not a definite "no", but rather "how".

Wasn't that still anger?

Camille pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and whispered, "I've said

many times that I don't have any feelings for Preston, nor could I ever

have, not before or now or ever.”

"Are you so sure of something that hasn't happened yet?"

He smiled gently, but a sneer surfaced between his eyebrows.

She stared at him expressionlessly and said word for word: "Some

things had already known the results even if they haven't happened

yet, and if there was anything, I think it would have been there already.”

"Heh, so for the sake of that ex-boyfriend in your heart that you can

never forget, you don't leave any affection even for a bromeo like

Preston?"

The word "ex-boyfriend" made Ayan's heart flashed like a cold, harsh

wind, and a vague emotion disturbed his heartstrings, giving him an

indescribable and inexplicable feeling.

Camille stood there with her eyebrows knitted, not really understanding

how this so-called "ex-boyfriend" had been brought up again?

Did this ex-boyfriend she made up make him so upset?

Sure enough, a man does not allow his wife to hide other men in her

heart even if he does not love her.

Camille didn't explain much, after all, it's just a virtual existence, so why

would she say anything more?

She simply said, "Ayan, everyone has a reason to be unavailable and a

reason that cannot be told, just as you did with Eileen, you said you

didn't love her, but it doesn't affect that you would be extra favorable to

her, you have your reasons and I have my own."

Ayan laughed coldly when he said, "Are you done with your excuses

now? If you're done then go to your room and sleep.”

He didn't want to hear one more word from this woman.

He was really worried that he would not be able to control his emotions

and strangle her.

He did not look at her again, after stubbing up his cigarette, he just lay

down on the sofa, he closed his eyes, every reaction and action are

clearly telling Camille that he didn't want to have any communication

with her anymore.

Camille looked at him for a long time before turning around and going

back to her room.

The two inside the house are not happy, and the two outside the house

are silent throughout without any conversation.

Rex leaned against the wall and fell asleep, while Sienna sat in the

doorway with her knees in her arms staring at him.

The night passed quickly and Ayan was up just as the sky was turning

white.

He basically didn't sleep much, got up, washed up and changed his

clothes, then went straight out without even going into the master

bedroom.

Hearing the door open, Sienna also woke up and she looked at Ayan.

He said, "Go inside and I'll have someone come and take him away."

Sienna stood up and responded softly, "Yes, thank you."

"No need."

His face was expressionless and his expression was extremely light.

Sienna sensed last night that he and Camille seemed to be at odds, so

at the moment she also asked more, "What's going on with you and

Camille?"

He swept up to her and didn't answer the question, just asked, "How

about I take Rex for you and promise he won't come back without your

permission, and you tell me an answer?"

Sienna's mind raced, the answers Ayan demanded must have

something to do with Camille, so what was it about Camille that he

didn't know?