Chapter 481 - Ridicule

Chapter 481 - Ridicule

Without thinking much about it, Camille casually asked, "Do you want

to talk to him?"

Talia didn't have any hesitation saying, "No, I don't want to talk to him,

I'm just asking casually, he hasn't upset you in the past, right?"

Camille shook her head, her face light: “No, he came over for work

stuff.”

The implication was not that she was looking for her.

This obvious skimming response Talia, a smart person, naturally heard

it.

After that, Talia stopped asking about Ayan and kept talking to Camille

about Timmy, who is now more than three months old and about to be

four months old, and the little guy is getting bigger and bigger every

day, babbling his mouth off.

Talia also speaks of him with a doting smile, which makes Camille both

grateful and happy.

I talked to Talia for more than half an hour, but I had to end it because

of the signal.

Before hanging up, Talia asked, "You guys should be getting ready to

come back too, right?"

"Well, I guess it's close, just a few days to set the time, I guess.”

"Come home first thing when you get back and see the kids with us,

okay?" Talia asked.

Camille nodded, "Of course, I miss you guys."

Talia smiled with satisfaction and added, "Grandpa also misses you

and says you're ruthless, leaving without a phone call.”

Camille smiled, "Say hello to Grandpa for me and bring him specials

when I get home."

She has long bought this side of the white tea with the township chief,

is the villagers themselves home grown, purely handmade, pure

natural.

Talia laughed, "Then Grandpa can be happy.”

The two smiled at each other, and then this hung up the video.

It was also getting dark, and everyone else had gone to their rooms or

taken a shower.

Camille took a deep breath, then also headed upstairs.

But what she didn't expect was that when she returned to her room

after showering, Ayan was sitting on the chair in the room.

Camille frowned and asked in a light voice, "Why are you still here?"

Ayan put down the book in his hand and raised his eyes to gaze at her,

“I'm staying here tonight.”

Camille stared at him with an expressionless face, “I disagree."

He stood up from his chair and moved closer to her, his deep black

eyes were slightly downcast staring at her, his voice revealed

hoarseness: "Today I came out of Kian's room and they saw me, I

explained for a long time, it will be exposed if we continue like this, the

project has just started, you and I will have to pay for the breach of

contract.”

"So are you going to threaten me with this?"

She raised her eyes and stared at him, without any emotion under her

eyes, only a warm indifferent blandness.

She asked this rhetorical question even more without any ripples, as if

asking him again if he wanted to eat porridge for breakfast tomorrow?

Camille's indifference caused Ayan to narrow his eyes slightly as he

said, "There was no attempt to threaten you."

His denial didn't move Camille's senses.

She said, "Since there's no threat to be made, you can go to Kian."

"Camille, you asked me to go to a man, and the first night I could use

the excuse that you were angry with me and wouldn't let me in, so what

excuse are you going to make me use this night? They've seen me

enter this door and now I'm being thrown out, they'll laugh at me in

private, won't they?"

His eyes were slightly downcast, the corners of his mouth carried a hint

of bitter aggression, and his voice was low and mute, as if he had

suffered much aggression.

Camille was also slightly stunned, then said in a light voice: "You just

went to see Kian, Kian is your secretary, if you don't want people to

know, you could have just woken up earlier in the morning and avoided

it?"

"So you have to kick me out? Even if you let me sleep on the floor?" He

asked in a low voice, his eyes staring at Camille with a hint of

expectation as he waited for an answer.

I wonder why?

It was as if Camille saw a humble prayer in his eyes.

She herself was shocked when this idea came to her.

Her eyes were dull and empty, and her thoughts drifted away.

At the bottom of my heart, I can't help but think, why would Ayan be like

this?

And why is this necessary?

Is it really just because he is afraid that people will laugh at him that he

is sticking around and refusing to leave?

She did not want to continue to tangle with him, just a faint sweep him a

glance, and then said: "Whatever you want, but I do not want to argue,

if you disturb me then get out, as for whether you will be laughed at has

nothing to do with me. *

With those words, Camille turned and walked to the bed, she was not

interacting with Ayan in any way, not even giving him a look anymore.

She laid down and then faced directly towards the wall leaving a back

to him.

This made Ayan sigh helplessly, and then personally took the bedding

put aside and began to make the floor bed for himself.

How has Simpson Group Master Simpson, who is usually above the

fray, ever done this himself?

Even he himself thought it was impossible, but now he had to face the

reality.

After all, it is a parasite.

The slightest disobedience may result in expulsion.

After he had made the bed, he turned off the lights in the house again

and then lay down by the light of his cell phone.

Two people a room, the atmosphere is quiet can not hear each other's

breathing.

Ayan's phone also sent a message in the next moment, a text content

from Kian: "Master Simpson, are you still coming over tonight?"

Kian has not dared to sleep until now, and did not close the door, afraid

that later Ayan will have to knock on the door, which if others heard the

strange embarrassment.

That's why he didn't send a message asking after people.

Ayan remained silent for a few seconds before returning, "No."

When Kian saw it, his heart finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not clear if you'll be able to keep your job after you return to Hance

City.

After all, there is that secretary who can let his own president sleep on

the floor?

It's unbelievable when he thinks about it.

The next day, the first morning sunlight came in through the window

and Camille was already awake, but she didn't move because the

person sleeping on the floor was still awake.

Of course, she was not afraid of making noise to him.

I don't know how long it took, but someone was already talking outside,

and the man lying on the floor woke up.

Probably slept on the ground for two nights in a row, he had a kind of

backache, and there were mosquito bites on the neck and arms, almost

all night did not sleep too well, almost dawn before a little sleep.

He sat up and scanned the bed for Camille, who he knew was awake,

but didn't bother him.

Ayan put on his clothes and put the bedding on the floor aside, then

gently pulled open the door of the room and went out.

He did not rush downstairs, but stood in the corridor and smoked a

cigarette.

His hearing has been focused on Camille inside the room, she never

seemed to move, the heart can not help but ask a rhetorical question, is

it because of him?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the color under his eyes is cold and

indifferent, a cigarette ended, he also followed downstairs.

A few moments later, everyone washed up and came downstairs, the

village chief was setting the table and chairs, Camille saw immediately

went over to help set the dishes.

Ayan stood on the sidelines stretching his limbs and craning his neck to

try to relieve the body's aches and pains, a scene that Austin saw and

asked, "What's wrong with Master Simpson?"