Chapter 785 Bet

Chapter 785 Bet

"Um, I think that's fine. So it's settled then?" Ayan continued to go along

with this topic without changing his expression, and then said steadily,

“In order to get into the role of being a dad stay at home earlier, I'm

going to stay over tonight. I want to adapt early to taking care of Timmy

at night. Hmm?"

He spoke so righteously that if Camille hadn't started the conversation

just now, she would probably have thought that every word from him

was just a prelude for what he had just said.

After finishing his dinner, Ayan picked up a tissue and wiped his hands

before saying, "I'll go feed Timmy. You finish eating and I'll come wash

the dishes later.”

Ayan was really good at taking care of things around the house. What

should she do? Camille felt like picking up her phone and recording this

scene before selling it to gossip media outlets - it would definitely cause

quite a stir.

Who would have thought that Simpson Group's CEO who handles

billion-dollar orders and partnerships could actually be so proficient in

feeding his child and washing dishes?

Camille was stunned for several seconds before slowly recovering

herself and continuing to eat.

But she didn't need to be polite with Ayan - after all, they were still in

the stage where he was pursuing her so naturally she should enjoy

herself.

Camille smiled as she watched him feed Timmy and then finish

household chores together.

And all she needed to do now was relaxation.

After they finished playing with Timmy for awhile once he fell asleep

(which usually happened around 10 pm), only the two of them

remained awake.

It wasn't early anymore even though Ayan had just mentioned staying

here overnight - did he really need to stay here?

Although they had done everything they needed or wanted to do

together already... staying overnight seemed kind of... well... awkward.

Yes... a little awkward...

Because they hadn't lived together for such a long time, there seemed

like there were feelings between them which couldn't be expressed

clearly. Therefore Camille felt particularly uneasy about everything

while sitting on edge next to him on sofa, scrolling through her phone

screen absentmindedly .

The TV played an indie movie which had recently been released;

watching movies this late often made people feel drowsy easily. And

Camille kept yawning repeatedly instead .

Ayan also noticed this and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

"Um, a little bit."

"Then go take a shower and rest, hmm?"

Camille nodded gently, but she didn't move.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Camille glanced at him and asked, "Do you really want to stay

overnight?"

"Timmy is here, and I'm afraid you'll be tired, so I stayed to take care of

him. You wouldn't refuse my request, would you? If I really wanted to

take advantage of the situation, why would I wait for Timmy to come?

Think about it yourself - how many times I could ask to stay but didn't?

Tonight Timmy is here and I'm worried he might have trouble sleeping

at night. With me around, I can share the burden with you. Is that

okay?"

His tone was soft and his every word was filled with irresistible

seduction, which gave Camille no reason to say no.

She nodded unconsciously, which meant that she had agreed.

So when Ayan took her hand and walked towards the bedroom, she

was still in a daze and hadn't really reacted yet.

It wasn't until she was standing under the shower head, taking a

shower, that she realized Ayan had brainwashed her.

This man's way of speaking was just a series of excuses, making it

impossible for her to find any reason or excuse to refuse him.

In hindsight, it seems a bit too scary. If he were really plotting against

her, she clearly wouldn't be a match for Ayan.

On this night, with Timmy here, nothing could possibly happen. Timmy

slept on the left side, Camille in the middle, and Ayan naturally slept on

the right side.

His reason was that he was worried about crushing Timmy, so he felt

more at ease with her sleeping in the middle. However, this

contradicted what he just said about taking care of Timmy.

But they were already lying down, what else could she do?

Couldn't she just drive him away, right?

Camille was probably really tired, after all she had been busy at the

museum all day, so she fell asleep pretty quickly.

Ayan heard the steady breathing beside him, and slowed down his

movements to sit up gently, leaning against the headboard. He wasn't

particularly tired, especially in this atmosphere and moment. It had

been the first time like this ever since Timmy was born - the three of

them sleeping together in one bed.

This moment stirred up a ripple in his heart, leaving him unable to calm

down for a long time.

He reached for the phone beside him, took a picture of the woman and

child next to him, and made it his phone wallpaper.

His gaze and expression became gentle, something that had never

been shown to anyone before.

The satisfaction was only temporary, as the issue between him and

Camille had not been resolved yet.

The night was beautiful, and Camille slept well.

Timmy didn't wake up in the middle of the night either because his

mother was beside him. He slept well too. However, he woke up a little

early the next morning. Ayan was worried that he would wake up

Camille, so he took him to the living room to play.

Ayan made milk for Timmy and sat with him while he ate breakfast until

Camille woke up.

Camille saw Ayan sitting in the living room with Timmy and felt a little

embarrassed when she faced Ayan. "Did you get up early? Why didn't

you call me?" she asked.

“Not long ago. I can handle it without calling you,” Ayan pointed to

breakfast on the table and said, "You eat first. Later I'll have my driver

take you to the museum while I wait at home for Mom to come pick up

Timmy before going to work."

"Okay," Camille nodded.

After eating breakfast quickly and tidying herself a bit, Camille went

straight to work at her company.

Around 9 o'clock, Talia arrived to pick up Timmy, so Ayan was a little

late going to the office today. However, Kian arrived nearly an hour

early and waited downstairs at Maple Leaves Mansion.

Once Ayan got in the car, Kian drove towards Simpson Group. During

the ride, Kian gave a brief summary of his day's work and then things

quieted down.

About halfway through their journey, Kian's phone suddenly rang. They

happened to be at a red light so he stopped the car before answering:

"Hello!"

It's unclear what was said on the other end of the line but Kian's face

changed slightly: "Okay, I understand. We'll talk when Mr. Simpson gets

back to the office.”

After ending the call, Kian turned his head towards Mr. Simpson in the

back seat and said: "Mr. Simpson, something is wrong!"

Kian told Ayan about what he had just learned but there wasn't much

reaction from him; his face just turned slightly indifferent with a hint of

furrowed brows - no other emotions were shown.

Kian asked: "Mr. Simpson, do you think it could be on us?"

Ayan narrowed his eyes without saying anything, which left Kain feeling

uncertain.

At that same time...

In Hance City Museum conference room...

Everyone was working diligently with their heads down; even though

they weren't working in their company offices, they still had projects that

needed completing within regular business hours - they just didn't have

to clock-in or out.

So after working for quite some time someone noticed that Louise

wasn't there today, which was unusual, since people were rarely absent

for more than an hour or two during work hours.

Everyone exchanged glances while silently guessing why she might not

be here today as their eyes fell upon Amber who sat where Louise

usually did.

However, Amber didn?? t seem too concerned about it as if she didn??

t care at all, which made Camille suspicious especially considering

what Amber had said yesterday:

Was Louise fired? Or she just retreated from this project?