My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1549: Redial

Chapter 1549: Redial

Around noon.

Camille, Sienna, and Yessica left the company and went to a nearby Western restaurant.

They were regulars, so they had already reserved a table with the restaurant owner in advance.

Steaks and appetizers were served one after another.

The whole private room was filled with the rich aroma of delicious food, tantalizing the senses and making mouths water.

The table was full of dishes, all their favorites.

Yessica couldn't wait to start eating. "I'm starving! I'm starving! I need to dig in right away."

Sienna took care of the drinks for the three of them, while Camille sat there waiting to start eating, trying her best to bury her emotions inside and not reveal any hint of her feelings.

Sienna, on the other hand, kept looking at her, and Camille noticed several times. Camille asked, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

Sienna replied, "When I see a beautiful girl, I want to take a closer look. What about it? Do I have to pay for that?"

Camille said, "If you want a longer look, there will be a fee. So, are you going to transfer the money or pay in cash?" "Can I put it on credit? I haven't received my salary yet. I'll pay you after my beautiful boss gives me my salary, okay?"

"Deal!"

The two of them joked around and started eating the delicious food in front of them, while Yessica urged them to eat. The Western meal was really good, and they were all in a happy and cheerful mood.

After having steaks, the three of them went to a milk tea shop, bought some milk tea, and then returned to the company.

It was lunch break now, so they each went back to their own offices.

Oh, by the way, Yessica was very diligent and had a lot of responsibilities at work, so after discussing with Sienna, Camille arranged a separate office for her. Now she also had her own dedicated office, and to celebrate this, she treated everyone in the company to afternoon tea, which was quite an expense.

Back in her office, Camille closed the door.

Only now did Camille reveal her true emotions. She didn't want her emotions to affect anyone else, especially Sienna, who cared about her. She didn't want Sienna to sense her inner discomfort and unhappiness.

Now she was alone, so there was no need to hide anymore.

Camille put down the milk tea in her hand, but she didn't open it. In fact, she didn't feel like drinking it at all, but she didn't want to spoil the mood, so she decided to keep it with her.

Perhaps she had eaten the steak too quickly and too much, and now she felt very uncomfortable in her stomach, with a slight nausea.

She held it in for a while, but eventually couldn't hold it anymore and went to the restroom to throw up.

Because her emotions had been bottled up all morning, there was no place for the food to be digested.

Camille pursed her lips and then went to lie down on the sofa after cleaning up.

She wasn't sleepy, but she didn't feel like doing anything. Only lying down made her slightly more comfortable.

The nap time passed quickly, and fortunately, no one disturbed her afterwards because everyone had a lot of work on their hands.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Camille finally made a call to Ayan herself.

She hesitated for a long time, thinking about many things. In the end, she didn't want to handle this matter in a cold way. She wanted to take the initiative, just once. Camille dialed the phone, and while waiting for him to answer, she tried hard to adjust her mood and reminded herself to be careful with her tone when speaking later.

But she didn't get a chance to speak because Ayan didn't pick up at all.

She waited until the call ended automatically, still in a dazed state without coming back to her senses.

Camille took a deep breath, and her facial expression became particularly rigid.

Initially, she kept guessing why he didn't proactively mention his business trip, which made her feel low and agitated. But now, because he didn't answer the phone, her mood had turned into anger. She took a deep breath and smiled coldly, so you won't answer the phone, huh?

Fine.

If you don't want to answer, then don't.

She didn't want to continue calling either.

Camille put her phone away, debated whether to shut it down, and ultimately decided to do nothing.

Afterward, Camille deliberately kept herself busy, as she only had the SynergyCon project on her hands. She took out everything related to the project, reviewed it again, and made some modifications. Every time the design drafts were polished, they felt different, but each iteration and modification made them better.

That's why Camille always polished them repeatedly.

The design drafts of the SynergyCon project were already etched in Camille's mind. She was intimately familiar with every stroke and line. After organizing the sketches, she turned off her computer and sat at her desk, looking out the window as the sun was setting.

She glanced at the alarm clock on her desk; it was almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

Camille stood up, stretched lazily, and then packed up before leaving the office.

She and Sienna returned to Franklin Bay together, planning to buy some food to eat while watching a movie later.

As they were shopping at the supermarket and queuing to pay, Sienna asked Camille, "Did you contact Mr. Simpson?" Camille nodded, "Yes, I called him and asked. He said it was a last-minute business trip, so he didn't have time to tell me." "Didn't you have an argument?" Sienna was quite surprised. It didn't seem like Camille to call voluntarily after an argument.

Camille remained composed and said, "Having an argument doesn't prevent me from asking him why he went on a business trip without telling me. If I don't ask, will he tell me on his own?"

Camille glanced at Sienna, silently sneering in her heart. She made the call, but he didn't answer. What could she do?

Sienna looked at her with some disbelief but couldn't find anything unusual, so she could only nod and say, "So, are things good now?"

"Of course not. We're still in an awkward phase. We'll talk about it when he comes back!" Camille said nonchalantly.

Sienna gave a thumbs-up and said, "Good. Don't forgive him too quickly. Show him a bit of attitude."

"You're right," Camille agreed, and they finished paying and went home.

Camille told her aunt they would watch a movie in the evening and asked her to prepare some crayfish and something to refresh their palates. Sienna went home to change clothes, while Camille went upstairs to take a shower and put on some comfortable home clothes.

Since she was in the shower, she didn't receive Ayan's call.

Ayan saw Camille's call when he finished his meeting and questioned himself at first glance.

Why would she be willing to call him?

Wasn't she ignoring him completely last night as if she had some pent-up emotions?

So why is she willing now?

Ayan tightly held his phone, didn't get an answer, and immediately redialed, but it rang for a long time without anyone picking up.

Ayan squinted his eyes and finally hung up.

At that moment, Kian entered as well and said, "Mr. Simpson, the representative from the other party has arrived. We should start the next meeting soon."

Ayan glanced at his phone and then locked it before handing it to Kian, saying, "Hmm."

Ayan and Kian had come on this business trip somewhat abruptly due to some issues that arose in the collaboration with Campole. They were currently in a meeting discussing solutions. Noticing Ayan's cold expression, Kian hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Mr. Simpson, do you want to call your wife and tell her about the business trip?"

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