Chapter 672 Crippled

Chapter 672 Crippled

Camille pursed her lips tightly, the expression on her face could already

be described as impatient.

She said indifferently, "After you are discharged from the hospital, let

Kian tell the maids at home to take good care of you."

The implication of this was self-evident: she didn't want to take care of

him after he was out of the hospital.

The expression on Ayan's face immediately sank. Because he was

holding her from behind, Camille could not see his expression, but she

didn't have to think about it before she knew that he must have had

some displeasure when he heard those words, but Camille had no

intention of stopping.

She continued, "I don't think you really want me to take care of you,

and I'm not a professional, so I'm still rusty on a lot of things. And the

company is in a slump for a while, so I may have to start getting busy

too."

After she finished her words, the man behind her didn't respond. And

only after a long time did she hear the man's gloomy voice, "Since

when did you want to say these words to me?"

When?

On impulse.

Because she hadn't thought about it before, just because his demeanor

just now was so difficult and made her feel so tired.

Camille did not say anything. Ayan would not stop there, his tight grip

slightly loosened, and then turned her whole body over.

The two eyes locked, the man's expression with a forced look: "Afraid

that I will continue to pester you, so you hurry to give me a

precautionary shot in advance?"

The questioning words made her look as indifferent as ice, and she

looked at him without much temperature: "If that's what you think, then

forget it! Anyway, don't you believe anything I say?"

Camille really didn't understand why she was always getting into

trouble for just one or two words.

How can he always be more than he needs to be?

Just now it was the same. It was he who first started it. How did it end

up being her fault?

Camille frowned slightly, her expression a little cold.

The two just stared at each other, and the atmosphere was followed by

silence.

After a while, Camille turned her eyes and tried to turn around to

continue organizing her things, but she had just turned around again

when she was pulled directly into Ayan's arms, and his chilling fingers

cupped her chin and lowered her head and kissed her.

Camille's eyes were wide open, and she just looked at his handsome

face close to hers. It was overflowed with scour.

She frowned and waited until he had kissed her enough, and the hand

that was holding her was withdrawn, and she subconsciously took a

step back.

Her action made Ayan's eyes slightly narrowed. He looked at her

without much emotion. The two didn't speak any more.

Kian came back from the hospital. He took his things to the car and

then brought the wheelchair to push Ayan downstairs.

But Ayan didn't sit down and just said indifferently, “I'm not crippled yet."

His tone was not good. Kian immediately understood. He was in a bad

mood.

Kian gave up the wheelchair, then held out his hand for Ayan to use as

a crutch and left the ward.

Camille did not want to ride in the same elevator with him, so she

deliberately delayed until he came downstairs and then took his

belongings downstairs.

When she came down to the hospital underground garage, Ayan was

already in the car sitting in the back seat.

After she got in, Kian looked back at the two people in the back seat,

neither of whom he could afford to offend.

Kian asked in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson, back to

Hanyama Mansion or the Simpson's mansion?"

Camille did not say anything, leaving this answer to Ayan.

He looked expressionlessly out the window, and did not immediately

respond to Kian's inquiry. Kian also dare not continue to ask questions,

could only keep quiet waiting. The atmosphere in the car was also

quiet.

After a long time, he said indifferently, "Go to Maple Leaves Mansion."

Camille heard these words and turned her head to look at Ayan, her

face slightly stiffened, and asked in a low voice: "You want to move to

Maple Leaves Mansion? It's not convenient for you nowto live in Maple

Leaves Mansion. Hanyama Mansion or the Simpson's mansion is

better!"

Ayan said in a light voice, "Just go to Maple Leaves Mansion.”

Kian nodded, not daring to look at the two in the back seat. He got back

in the driver's seat and put on his seat belt and drove away from the

hospital basement.

The atmosphere of the two people in the back seat is also a bit gloomy.

Ayan did not make a sound, and Camille did the same, and the two

remained silent.

The car drove for a distance. Giving up tightly pursing her lips, Camille

then slowly said, "Ayan, do not vent on own body just because you are

angry with me. In Hanyama Mansion, everything is convenient for you.

Even the most basic bathroom will be larger, which will be good to your

foot."

Camille whispered without much emotion, so her words sounded

indifferent with no ripples.

Ayan's face low and his deep eyes cold as ice, he said indifferently,

"You're afraid that I'll move in with you?"

Camille was slightly stunned and completely silent.

Because she did have this concern in her heart, but compared to it,

Ayan's foot injury was naturally more important now.

It was understandable that she had this concern, because now they

were divorced in Camille's mind. If Ayan took this opportunity to really

move in with her, would they continue to live together next?

Camille didn't want this. She didn't want to turn soft and agree to his

demands just because he was hurt, and didn't want to live together

naturally in this way.

Although they had long been honest with each other about what had

happened, there were some things Camille didn't want to compromise

on.

When Camille was silent, Ayan also immediately understood her

answer. Hooking his lips and smiling lightly, his words revealed a dark

sarcasm: "Don't worry, I'm not moving in with you, I just think living in

Maple Leaves Mansion, I won't be bothered by Rex and the others.”

Camille blinked subconsciously. She pursed her lips and withdrew her

gaze from his words.

The two arrived at Maple Leaves Mansion in silence. Ayan's house is in

the same building as Camille's, but the floors were different and he

lived higher up.

Camille and Kian accompanied Ayan upstairs. The place had been

cleaned up and everything was there, so there was no need to prepare

things in a hurry.

Ayan had been sitting on the sofa in the living room since he came

back. The sunlight shining in through the window and falling on him, his

eyes open and leaning on the sofa, his eyes staring out the window

without movement, and they didn't know what he was thinking about.

Kian put everything down, then went to Ayan and spoke in a low voice:

"Mr. Simpson, I've already informed the housemaid to come and take

care of your three meals a day. Yu can tell me if you have other needs.

I still have things to deal with in the company, so I'll go back to the

company first and come back later.”

"Hmm." Ayan spared his words, his handsome face etched with

indifference.

Kian nodded and was ready to go.

But the next second, Ayan said, "You needn't come over, keep an eye

on things in the company, you can find an assistant to take care of me."

"An assistant?" Kian froze slightly, his eyes subconsciously looking at

Camille who was coming out of the bedroom. He asked with some

confusion, "Mr. Simpson, what kind of assistant do you need to find?"

"What do you think?"

Ayan did not answer, raised his eyes slightly to Kian, and then stopped

talking.

Kian didn't know the answer either, but didn't dare to ask any more

questions. He said goodbye to Camille and Ayan and then left.

After hearing the door close, Camille's eyes then fell on Ayan, who was

sitting there, already looking out the window again.

She pursed her lips slightly and spoke in a low voice, "Since you asked

Kian to find an assistant for you, I'll go first."

Having said that, Camille gave him a look that got no response, and it

would be a bit cheeky of her to stay any longer.

Because of Ayan's attitude, she also felt a bit aggrieved, so she didn't

stay a second longer, grabbed her bag and left.