Ayan shook his head, as the steering wheel was no longer in his hands
and he didn't feel safe with Camille driving at this time of day. It wasn't
that he didn't trust her driving skills, but there were a lot of cars on the
road during lunchtime and he was worried that another car might hit
them. If he had control of the steering wheel, he would have swerved
without hesitation and not given any opportunity for other cars behind
them.
Apart from this concern, Ayan also thought about something else. If
they managed to shake off their pursuer this time, what about next
time? Instead of wasting time dealing with it repeatedly, it would be
better to figure out their opponent's motives first! The only person who
could be following him and Camille at such a risky moment besides
Preston was hard for Ayan to imagine.
They arrived at the restaurant by car and parked near the roadside
where they saw a black car parked not too far away. Ayan glanced over
before taking Camille's hand and walking into the restaurant together.
Ayan said to Camille: "Donât be nervous; relax a little bit. We're not
tracking anyone else here; we're not the ones who should feel guilty or
nervous."
Camille nodded: âI'm not nervous; I'm just curious."
Ayan couldn't help but smile: "Curious about what? Do you want to
know who is following us?"
"Well... don't you?"
âI don't need to think about it because I can guess who it is,â said Ayan
while looking down at Camille with a faint smile on his lips.
The restaurant was bustling with people coming in and out; however,
they had reserved an elegant table near one side. After ordering their
food, Ayan asked casually: "Why did you invite me out for dinner today?
Is it because you wanted to thank me for supporting you?"
âI don't need your thanks," replied Camille bluntly without any courtesy
or formality since she didn't see why she should thank him anyway.
Ayan kept an eye on her throughout dinner while also keeping watch
around them in case anyone looked suspicious or strange around
them. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he gazed intently at her before
asking again: "Are you really not going to tell me why you suddenly
invited me out for dinner?"
âIsn't it too late now?" joked Camille playfully as she blinked her eyes
mischievously at him while finding him cute in an unusual way.
Looking back into those bright brown eyes filled with curiosity made
Aya's heart skip beat momentarily before replying softly:"If I were
someone bad then wouldn't have already taken advantage of your
invitation by now? What could knowing my reason do if even running
away isn't possible anymore?"
Camile laughed lightly feeling amused by how innocent yet smart Ayen
sounded right now."You're right,â she agreed wholeheartedly enjoying
herself more than ever before since meeting Ayen.
His handsome profile emerged with a slight smile, and his deep eyes
stared at Camille without blinking. He said, "Alright then, I won't run
away. You're not going to sell me off, are you?"
âThat's hard to say."
âDon't you leave anything for yourself?"
She pretended to ponder, furrowing her brows in thought. After a
moment, she said in a calm tone, "Why not save the best for
ourselves?"
"Am I not the best?"
"Who knows?"
Ayan snorted lightly and said, âIs there anyone better than me? The
best is right in front of you, keep a close eye on it and don't let
someone else take it away easily."
"Can you just take it away easily? Then go ahead and take it!"
Camille has no intention of holding on.
Ayan laughed out loud and instantly seemed like a loyal dog reaching
out to hold her: "I won't leave, no one can take me away. I'll wait for you
to lead the way, okay?"
Camille slightly pursed her lips and looked at him with a hint of disdain
for his worthless appearance.
But I am truly happy in my heart.
Because she can clearly feel Ayan's changes towards her, the kind of
changes that are not just words but can be seen in his actions and felt
in his heart.
Before, he had no liking or love for her at all, but now she can feel
Ayan's affection.
Camille doesn't know whether to feel happy or not?
But to say that there was no joy is definitely false, just like when the
clouds finally parted and she saw the moonlight, but only she knows
how difficult this journey was and what she experienced. It was such a
hard road to walk on and she had indeed considered giving up at one
point. She had truly made up her mind and planned to cut ties with this
person.
But his persistence made it impossible for her to refuse. Perhaps God
felt sorry for her loving this man for so long and didn't want her to let
him go like this.
So let her enjoy the taste of being chased, but also let her begin to
torture him, after all, out of the mix, sooner or later to return.
After the dishes were served, the two of them chatted and ate at the
same time.
The number of people in the restaurant is also slowly decreasing
because Camille can go to the museum later in the afternoon, so there
is no rush. Ayan naturally doesn't hurry back to the company while
accompanying Camille.
After eating almost everything, Camille finally spoke up and said,
"Preston called me today."
"So you made it up to me by asking me out to dinner?" He took the
word as if it had been planned.
Camille smiled and said, "Do you want to accept compensation?"
"Not accepted.â
"Camille, are you being cruel? I'm already jealous and you're still
making me guess why he's looking for you? Tsk!" He made a light
sound, as if he was serious.
Camille sighed helplessly. "Be serious.â
Only then did he stop playing around. He squinted his eyes and said
indifferently, "What did he want? Did he ask about Sean?"
"How do you know?"
"If he called just to chat about boring topics, you wouldn't have let me
know." He used a pun that made Camille's eyes dodge away slightly in
guilt. But he didn't expose her and continued gently staring at her as he
spoke: âThis is the only thing that could make him look for you right
now, so it's not hard to guess."
Camille suddenly felt bored after going around in circles only to find out
that they had already guessed it.
"So what are your plans?" Camille asked.
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