Chapter 526 Don'T Want

Chapter 526 Don't want

The night passed, and Camille woke up just after 6:00 a. m. the next

morning.

She also saw Sienna’'s message only at this time. She took a shower

and rested after Sienna left last night, and then slept until now.

As for whether there was a knock on the door?

She was really not impressed at all.

Maybe it's not available, right?

After all, no sound was heard.

She didn't reply to Sienna, put her phone down and got up.

Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, back to the Simpson's mansion to

accept Talia's various feeding, weight is probably also uncontrollable

rubbing upwards, just woke up so early also have nothing to do, so she

washed up and changed into a gym clothes intend to go to the

community with its own gym exercise.

She came downstairs with a glass of water and walked out through the

door of the floor, and without any surprise or sign her eyes caught sight

of the black Mercedes-Benz car directly in front of her.

Because the license plate number is the string of numbers that she is

all too familiar with.

Her brow furrowed and a face instantly froze.

She stood frozen in place for several seconds, and her heart was

incredibly shocked and surprised.

Camille didn't continue to linger, turning back around and then

immediately picking up the pace and walking to the gym.

It was just hard to calm her down, so he came straight here after

leaving the clubhouse last night?

Instead of knocking on the door to disturb her, he stopped and waited

downstairs all night?

And why should he do such meaningless things?

Camille's face was as cold and bland as water, she pursed her lips and

turned her emotions into strength to exercise.

Camille stayed at the gym for a long time because she couldn't see the

direction she lived on this side of the gym, so she wasn't sure if the car

and the owner of the car had left or not?

It wasn't until about nine o'clock that she had to come out of the gym

because she was so hungry.

The car was still parked there, but Camille glanced at it as she passed

in front of it, and no one seemed to be in it.

She blinked gently, suspicion rose in her heart, but did not think much

of it, perhaps people in the back seat?

She took the elevator all the way up, and just as she got out of the

elevator, she saw the man leaning on her door.

His clothes were slightly wrinkled and his hair was a bit messy, so he

really slept in the car all night last night?

The man who heard the elevator door bell also raised his eyes to look

over, and the four eyes just stared at each other, he took the lead and

asked, "So early, where did you go?"

Camille didn't answer, just said, "What brings you here?"

In fact, she wanted to ask more than anything else, how did he get

upstairs?

Her attitude was extremely distant, as if she was treating someone she

had no relationship with.

This makes Ayan's eyes narrow slightly flashing a touch of displeasure,

the deep eyes have been a momentary look at her.

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds.

He asked without haste, "Are you just going to stand here and talk to

me?"

Camille looked at him with an expressionless face, "If you have

something to say, just say it!"

Her reaction showed the attitude that she just didn't want him to go in.

Ayan's face instantly sank, but he finally just asked in a low voice, "Are

you angry because of those words yesterday?"

She shook her head, “I'm not angry, and the things I said weren't said

out of anger.”

"If you weren't angry, why didn't you come out with Sienna last night?"

He looked grave, and the emotions under his eyes were a little too low.

He said: "I asked my grandfather about her, although the Simpson

family did not do anything to hurt her, but the cause is related to me,

but also related to the Simpson family, now she is like this may not

have a direct relationship with the Simpson family, but if I I would be

upset if I didn't see the death, of course, as you said, the relationship

between you and me now you don't care about me, but even so, I don't

want you to have any misunderstanding and displeasure, I want to talk

to you clearly, I don't want to affect us because of this matter.”

“You're overthinking it, how does this affect us?" Camille just smiled

lightly, and the expression on her face was as light as it could be.

Ayan's handsome face was deeply silent, and the thickness under his

eyes sank into black ink: "So you can't see my heart for you even after

all this time?"

Camille's cool face stiffened slightly, and she immediately said, "I don't

want to continue this topic, I just came back from a run and I'm a little

hungry, so you should go to the office first too!"

"That's just right, I haven't had breakfast either, let's join you!"

He took it in stride and didn't mean to walk away.

Couldn't he even hear the meaning of her words?

Camille looked up at him, "I don't want to."

She did not have any euphemism and refused bluntly.

Ayan's thin lips pursed into a straight line, his deep eyes tightened, and

only after a long time did he say somewhat stiffly, "Don't you want to

have breakfast with me or don't you even want to see me?"

She returned in a faint, mute voice, "What's the difference?”

Her lassitude and indifference were as thick as when she had just given

birth to Timmy's insistence on a divorce.

Ayan always looked at her, mentally speculating about her state of

mind at the moment, as long as the thought of her words is her heartfelt

thoughts, his brow gradually frowned even more, and a thick layer of

gloom and gloom fell on his face.

The two stared at each other for a long time, until Ayan's cell phone

rang interrupting such an atmosphere.

He gave her a deep glance before lowering his eyes and taking out his

phone and clicking answer.

I wonder what the person on the other end of the phone said?

The expression on Ayan's face was cold and indifferent without the

slightest ripple, and he responded indifferently, "Got it."

He cut off the call and his eyes looked at Camille again, "I know you're

trying to distance yourself from me, but whether or not there is any

other relationship between us, you can't get rid of me based on the fact

that Timmy is our mutual child alone.”

Having said that, he then lifted his feet and walked towards the

elevator, which stopped at this floor, so he left with barely the slightest

hint of a stop.

Camille stood still and remained so for a long time before she opened

the door and entered the house with a silent sigh.

As for Ayan's point that she couldn't get rid of her relationship with him

because of Timmy, she had already made a decision yesterday.

Camille had a quick breakfast and then packed her clothes and went

back to the Simpson's mansion.

I guess I'll have to stay at the Simpson's mansion for two nights and

leave after Christmas.

Although it was only an hour or so away, neither Talia nor her

grandfather would want her to travel back and forth for the holidays,

and she herself wanted to spend Timmy's first Christmas in the world

with him.

Ayan got out of Maple Leaves Mansion and got into his car before

dialing Kian's number again.

He asked with an expressionless face, "Give me more details."

"Master Simpson, Dr. Hoover called to say that Mrs. Norman wants to

see you." Kian just called and told Ayan this, but the response was to

hang up the phone.

At this moment Ayan retype back, he is also careful not to have any big

breath, afraid of a carelessly said the wrong thing.

After his words, Ayan's cold voice questioned indifferently, "I'm not a

doctor, see I can have an improvement on her condition?"