Chapter 45 No time to divorce can be okay

The morning passed, and the Civil Affairs Bureau had long since

closed, so Camille sat in the car and waited and waited and waited until

Kian finally arrived.

Kian volunteered, "Madam, Mr. Simpson has to stay at the hospital with

Miss Khan, I'll take you back first."

"How's Eileen doing?"

“It's not a big deal, it's the food that caused the allergy, that's why the

heart is racing, now it's under control after taking the medicine and

injections.”

"Hmm."

Kian drove the car.

Camille kept silent, her heart was inexplicably irritated, since it was

already fine, couldn't she take the time to divorce her?

Nothing seems to compare to Eileen, no matter what.

Back at Hanyama Manson, the servants were frightened, and Camille

approached Kit to ask, "How did Miss Khan get allergic?"

"Miss Khan has an allergy caused by almonds, it was an oversight in

the kitchen, Cami you don't have to worry."

Camille frowned slightly, if Eileen was allergic to almonds Ayan had

already told the kitchen, right? How could there be such an accident?

She didn't think deeply about it, she just thought it was a bit odd.

In the hospital.

Eileen leaning on the hospital bed with an IV, the white face is covered

with red spots, but after the injection and medication has subsided a lot,

her eyes have been watching the man sitting on the sofa next to her

working on the computer.

He had been here with her for most of the day, which made Eileen feel

sweet and warm.

He really does still care about her the most.

Eileen couldn't help but ask, "Ayan, I don't have anything else to do, if

you're busy, you should go to the office, don't mind me, okay?"

"There's no rush, I'll take you back after you finish your IV and then go

to the office.”

He glanced at Eileen with a gentle face.

"Ayan you're so hice to me." She flashed a smile, a sweet smile unique

to a girl in the throes of love.

Ayan looked at her for a moment and said in a light voice, "Just be

happy.”

Eileen said, "Ayan , I'm so happy that the ....... Did you and Camille

finish the paperwork?"

In fact, she was ready to ask her as soon as she saw her, but she didn't

have a chance for a while, and there were doctors and nurses there,

and Kian was there afterwards, so she waited until now.

She looked at Ayan expectantly, waiting for him to nod his head yes.

But Ayan did not say anything for a long time, Eileen some puzzled

asked: "Ayan, what is it? Why don't you say anything?"

"No paperwork yet."

He just faintly dropped a few words.

Eileen's eyes widened and her emotions were subconsciously agitated,

and her tone carried a questioning tone: "Why? Why wasn't it

handled?"

The man frowned slightly, she also hindsight to notice the tone of bad,

and quickly explained: "Ayan , I do not mean anything else, I just want

to know why?"

"Camille and I had just arrived at the Civil Service when Kit called to tell

me you were in the hospital with allergies."

He points to the point and does not continue.

Eileen naturally also understand because of what, she does not know

whether to be happy or lost, just lowly said: "Sorry Ayan , all my bad, if I

do not eat messy then also will not delay you and Camille, all my fault,

otherwise you have now divorced, I ......"

"Well Eileen, it's good that you're okay, as for the rest of it can still be

scheduled in."

"Hmm."

She looked at the man and nodded, upset.

Looking at Ayan, who was close at hand, a question came to Eileen's

mind: if she hadn't been allergic to the accident today, would he really

have divorced Camille?

Besides, Kit said that the bow! of porridge she ate this morning was left

for her by Ayan's personal order, so she ate it without any scruples, and

other than that, she only ate some small dishes, so how could she

suddenly become allergic?

Is there really nothing to do with Ayan?

The more she thought about it, the more she found herself not

understanding him, what was he thinking?

the Simpson's manson.

News of Ayan and Camille's failure to divorce also reached the old

Simpson's ears.

the old Simpson listened and said nothing, just closed his eyes and

continued to listen to the song to pass the time.

Talia muttered, "Ayan, is this kid under the spell of Eileen? I really need

to meet her sometime."

No one noticed the old Simpson's mouth spilling over with a meaningful

smile.

At night, Ayan returns to the bedroom.

Camille was still waiting for him and he came in before she asked,

"Ayan , is Miss Khan all right?"

"Well, it's okay, just minor allergies.”

"Well, it's good that it's okay.” She said lightly, "So we can go check in

tomorrow, right?"

The man's face was immediately gloomy, and his tone was filled with

coldness: "I'm not available tomorrow."

"Can't you even take a half hour out?"

"No."

He refused outright, saying, "Camille , the Simpson Group is not mine

alone, there are countless mouths waiting to eat down there, I can't pull

others into taking risks over a direct personal matter, any hint of laxity

on my part would put many families on the brink of extinction.”

His tone was cold, and his eyes were inexplicably cool.

Camille pursed her lips and whispered, "So when are you free?"

“I'm not available for this next period.”

He dropped the phrase unceremoniously.

Camille was silent for a moment and then a little inexplicably upset as

she said, "Ayan , I don't believe that just taking a half hour out of your

day will affect the Simpson Group or do you have time but don't even

want to accompany me to the check-in process, you're not in love with

me are you?"

"Heh, Camille , do you know what you're talking about? Who gave you

the confidence to dare think like that?"

"If not, why don't you come with me?"

"I told you, I'm not available."

The face was cold as frost, and the deep eyes were dark and heavy,

hard to see.

Camille pressed on, "You have time to spend a morning with Eileen, but

you can't spare half an hour to go through the divorce process with

me?"

"Who do you think you are to be compared to her?"

The man's cold questioning silenced Camille.

Her eyes widened as she realized what his words meant.

Yeah, she doesn't deserve to be compared to Eileen. He loves Eileen,

and she? It was nothing.

Camille pursed her lips and her eyes trembled lightly.

Ayan lifted his foot closer to her and looked her straight in the eye and

asked, "What are you so anxious about? You can't wait to get out of my

way because you want to be with Preston?"

Camille raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, four eyes

stared at each other who did not back down, not waiting for him to have

the next sentence, then heard a soft woman's voice said: "Yes, I want

to be with him, so you can divorce me faster?"

If he can say that she and Eileen don't even deserve to be compared,

why can't she say that she wants to be with someone else?

"Camille , how dare you mess with me? You want to die?"

He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.

"Ayan , I'm just being honest, after all, isn't that what you did to me?"

If he can, why can't she?

"So have you forgotten who you are? You never had the right to say no

to this relationship of ours, everything is up to me, I told you that clearly

from the beginning, what? You're going to backtrack now?"

He pressed the question in a cold voice.

"We were about to get divorced, so what's wrong with me wanting to be

with someone else? Didn't you also plan to marry Eileen long ago?"

How to her instead like doing something as evil as the ten evil things.

Ayan laughed coldly, lifted his hand to her chin and questioned, "So

you're determined to stay with Preston?"

Her silence means acquiescence, and since he thinks so, let it be so.