Chapter 435: Slap

Chapter 435: Slap

He said, "She and I did get together, first love in high school, and then

abandoned because she did not have any reason, but this is already in

the past, I thought there is no need to mention it again, so that's why I

have not been active to tell you, I ....."

"It's not my business anymore, it's your business, not mine, so you

don't need to be explaining to me, after all, we're divorced.”

Camille directly interrupted his words, cold to no expression of the face

ni him.

Since there was no intention to say it clearly from the beginning, there

is no need for any further explanation now.

What you don't get when you need it, only appears when you don't

need it, and that's somewhat meaningless.

Her indifference was so obvious that Ayan was subconsciously

stunned.

At that moment, Camille lifted her hand and pushed him away hard,

“I'm going back."

But her hand just touched his chest, and was directly clutched in his

palm.

Camille subconsciously tried to struggle and push him away, two or

three times, Ayan's brow wrinkled more tightly, just want her to hear him

out quietly, so directly cupped her face against the body and kissed her

down.

Camille stiffened.

She couldn't believe that he would do this to her when they no longer

had any relationship?

Her eyes were lost in thought and she didn't move for a long time. The

kiss lasted for how long she didn't know, only that when the warm lips

left her lips, she directly raised her hand and gave Ayan a heavy slap.

"Snap!"

The sound of a crisp, loud slap was extraordinarily pronounced in the

garage, as if surrounded by a vague echo.

The two men's eyes locked on each other.

The man's handsome face was flushed with a slight red, his pupils

heaved, and his whole profile stiffened.

He did not seem to anticipate that Camille would make a move, so for a

while his face was gloomy to the core.

So far, no one but her has dared to make a move on him.

His coldness made Camille's heart slip through a hint of weakness, but

she soon calmed herself down, it was he who kissed her first without

permission, so what was wrong with her slapping?

Camille was silent for a moment and looked at his handsome face and

said, "Ayan, I'm not your wife anymore, what you're doing now is no

different from being a hooligan, if you don't want to make things worse

between us then stop doing things like this to me, and I don't want

Timmy's dad to be someone I hate! *

After saying that, she pushed the person away with force, then walked

out of the garage without looking back.

She was in a bad mood and was filled with anger.

However, Ayan's face did not look any better. He gently pressed the tip

of his tongue against the cheek where she had slapped him, and finally

picked up his phone and called Kian.

Camille came out of the garage and stood on the roadside of the hotel

waiting for her car, somewhat distracted by the scene she had just

witnessed in the garage.

Ayan's action made her very confused, what did he really mean?

The only people they can relate to now are Timmy's dad and mom, so

who is he to act like that?

The more Camille thought about it, the colder her face became.

At that moment, a black car pulled up in front of her and the driver's

door was opened with it, and Kian got down from it.

He walked up to Camille and whispered, "Ma'am, I'll walk you back."

"No, I'll take my own taxi.”

Camille refused outright, knowing without thinking that Ayan must have

called him to come.

But Kian insisted: "Madam, it's hard to get a car on this road at this

hour, even if you call a car, it will take a long time, you are in a hurry to

go home with Timmy, why don't you let me drive you?"

Camille looked at Kian indifferently, subconsciously felt that the

secretary around Ayan spoke in his style, trying to pinch people's soft

spots whenever and wherever possible.

Camille took a deep breath, and then did not continue to refuse,

although she knew it was Ayan's intention, but she thought carefully,

Kian is also right, this time to take a taxi to wait for quite a long time,

she now only want to see Timmy quickly to calm the emotions of the

heart, so she directly pulled open the car door and sat up.

Camille sat in the back seat and remained quiet the entire time.

All the way back to the Simpson familythe Simpson's mansion, after the

car came to a steady stop, Camille did not immediately push open the

door to get down, but lightly corrected Kian: “from now on directly call

my name or Miss Armstrong, I and your Mr. Simpson is divorced, we

have no relationship now."

Then she pushed the door down and walked back into the house in

diameter.

Kian sat in the car stunned for several seconds, although Camille so

ordered, but he must not do so, after all, others do not know, but he is

the most informed person.

On his way back, Kian took the initiative to call Ayan over: "Mr.

Simpson, I have returned the lady safely to the Simpson's mansion."

"Hmm."

Ayan responded lightly.

Kian wanted to say something but was silent, then said in a low voice:

"Mr. Simpson, the lady asked me to call her by her first name or Miss

Armstrong directly from now on, what do you think?"

"What do you think would be appropriate to call it?"

The man's low, hoarse voice carried a questioning displeasure.

Kian immediately understood and hurriedly responded, “Naturally,

madam.”

Ayan grunted coldly, and then just hung up the phone.

He had returned to the Simpson Group's lounge, and after a shower lay

in bed without any sleep, but also increasingly awake.

His eyes could not help but recall the image of her being kissed against

the body in the garage, her murmured gasps echoing in his ears, her

reddened ears and cheeks revealing her annoyance and shyness,

especially when she raised her hand to slap him on the cheek because

her eyes were starry with anger.

Such she is very vivid, very vivid, no longer like the old one, no matter

when and where she is as gentle as water without too much ripples of

that she.

Ayan's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the change in his body because

he missed her, the knot in his throat rolled, then lifted the covers from

the bed and walked to the bathroom once again.

Since that night, Camille’s relationship with Ayan has grown even more

strained.

However, this is only Camille's unilateral attitude towards Ayan, Ayan

but every other mountain back to the Simpson's mansion, although

every time said it was to see Timmy, can look to him to see Timmy is

almost finished to leave, but the last few days are to stay for lunch or

dinner before leaving.

So this led to Camille spending more time with him, and this made

Camille feel particularly awkward.

On this day, she was really in the nursery feeding Timmy milk, the

nursery nurse had gone to clean the bottles, Talia was preparing the

afternoon tea later, and two friends wanted to come over to see Timmy,

so there were only Camille and Timmy in the room.

Camille whispered to Timmy, “Baby, when will you grow up? Will you

grow up quickly?"

Timmy blinked his eyes and didn't know if he understood?

Timmy usually sleeps on a special soft collapse when he drinks milk,

Camille is bowed at first and then just lies on her side when she gets a

little tired.

Because it is at home, so she only wore a knitted skirt to the knee, at

the moment so lying, slender white legs exposed a large part of the

whole person looks thin and not lose sexy.

Ayan just stood there and watched without moving until Camille

finished feeding the milk and got up from the bed to put the bottle away,

and before she could get up she saw him standing in the doorway.

She wrinkled her brow, her face subconsciously cold: "You ..... Why did

you come without making a sound?"

“I just got here, too.”

If he said he had been standing here for a long time, she would

probably be even more upset again, right?

The two eyes looked at each other, Ayan lifted his foot into the nursery,

the room was not small, but because of his tall and upright body came

in it seemed a little crowded.

Camille subconsciously kept her distance from him, his pupils snapped

shut, his eyes just fell on Timmy on the bed, but his face was somewhat

faintly indifferent.

Camille saw that he was ready to hold Timmy, so she hastily spoke up,

"He just ate enough and needs to be burped.”

“I'll do the shooting."

His first time.

Camille did not retort, since he was willing, he tried, after all, he is

Timmy's father, this is what he should do.

He held Timmy gently in his arms before he looked up at Camille, "I

don't know how, you teach me?"