My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1568 Lingering

Chapter 1568 Lingering

The man's words echoed slowly in Camille's ears, but she remained silent, gently shaking her head to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Seeing this, Ayan's already darkened face grew even colder, and his voice carried a hint of indifference as he said, "You don't want to talk? Then let's continue!"

It wasn't a question; he was stating his thoughts directly.

Camille immediately responded, her voice becoming hoarse. She said, "I don't want to."

Camille's voice was raspy, causing Ayan's expression to tighten even more.

Ayan wanted to ask why, but Camille had already turned away from him.

Ayan's face twisted into an unpleasant expression at her posture and actions.

It was clear that they couldn't continue like this. He wouldn't force her to do anything, especially not in this matter. It was supposed to be a joyful occasion, and he didn't want any displeasure or forced emotions to exist.

After a moment of silence, Ayan threw off the blanket and left the bed for the bathroom. Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, Camille finally reacted. She got up, dressed herself, and looked at the bathroom door in silence for two seconds. She knew exactly what she had done just now.

In fact, she knew that as long as they were together, they couldn't do nothing. If today's refusal led to an end, what about next time?

If the same reasons piled up, Ayan would surely have thoughts about it. Besides, their relationship wasn't a platonic marriage.

Camille took a deep breath and lay down before Ayan came out of the bathroom.

When Ayan emerged from the bathroom, instead of going to sleep directly, he went to his study. He asked Camille to rest while he attended to some work matters.

But he had just finished his busy schedule and brought her back from the nursery. Now he had to work again? It was clearly an excuse.

Camille tightly pursed her lips, feeling even more gloomy and heavy-hearted.

Camille didn't feel sleepy at all. She was in a conflicting state of mind and felt deeply irritated by these emotions.

She picked up her phone and searched on an app with more female users for answers to this kind of problem. However, the answers she found were not entirely genuine; most of them were fictional. The only thing that became clear to Camille was that she had developed a form of psychological aversion, something that required treatment from a psychologist.

Camille was not very willing to see a psychologist. She wanted to try adjusting herself first. If she could change, that would be great. But what if she couldn't?

Camille was worried, and sleep eluded her.

Half an hour had passed since Ayan left for his study. He didn't go there to work but to smoke.

Camille pretended to be asleep, lying still. After Ayan lay down, he embraced her as usual. Camille couldn't remember what happened afterward because she quickly fell asleep.

It was strange; she wasn't sleepy at all a moment ago, but now she was incredibly tired.

A dreamless night passed.

When Camille woke up the next morning, Ayan was no longer by her side.

After getting up, Camille went straight to find Timmy. The nanny was downstairs playing with him, and since he didn't have to go to kindergarten today, he was free to play around at home.

He was playing soccer, and when he saw Camille, he immediately dropped the ball and ran towards her, saying, "Mommy!"

Camille crouched down, opening her arms, and Timmy ran into her embrace, his voice full of sweetness, "Mommy, I didn't see you when I woke up today."

Camille replied, "Because I wanted to surprise you!"

Timmy loved surprises. It was probably a natural trait of children.

Timmy happily pulled Camille along to play soccer, and after a while, both of them were sweating. They took a break and then had breakfast.

In the morning, the mother and son stayed at home with the nannies, and it wasn't the least bit boring. Timmy was very attached to Camille. He wanted everything from Camille and didn't care for the nannies a all.

Because Timmy didn't spend much time with his mother, he relied heavily on Camille and felt insecure, worrying that Camille might leave while they were playing.

Camille noticed Timmy's thoughts and asked with concern, "Are you afraid Mom will leave?"

"Yes, I'm scared. I want Mom to be with me. I want to see you all the time."

"Do you miss Mom even when you're with Grandma?"

"Yes, I really miss Mom."

Timmy can already speak many words, and he pronounces them very clearly.

At that moment, Camille had a thought: Should she bring Timmy along? But it wasn't practical because she couldn't be with him all the time like Talia. Especially when she was busy with work, she had no time to take care of him. Most of the time, it would be Aunt's responsibility.

Even though Aunt is great, nothing beats being with his own grandmother.

Camille gently held Timmy and said, "Mommy misses Timmy too. Can you call Mommy when you miss her? We can chat!"

The Franklin Bay house is spacious enough to accommodate Fletcher and Talia as well. Going back to the Simpson's mansion would be inconvenient for work, taking over an hour or even close to two hours. So it's not really realistic. And if Fletcher and Talia come to stay, it would likely be temporary, as they wouldn't be accustomed to it in the long run.

Camille had been thinking about this matter. When Ayan came back in the evening, she brought it up during dinner.

She mentioned what Timmy had said and expressed her thoughts.

Reducing Ayan's work was unlikely because many people at the Simpson Group relied on him. If Camille reduced her work, she would be completely out of touch with her professional circle, which was also unlikely.

They needed to find a compromise that wouldn't be difficult or uncomfortable for either side.

Camille asked, "What do you think?"

Ayan put down his chopsticks and looked at Camille. He said, "It wouldn't be quite suitable for Mom and Dad to come and live with us. They would feel uneasy. They've been living at the Simpson's mansion for so many years and have gotten used to the rhythm. It would also make us feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah, that's what I think too," Camille agreed.

Ayan continued, "If you want to spend more time with Timmy, we can stay at the Simpson's mansion for two nights a week. We can delay our work by an hour in the morning. It won't cause much disruption, jus a small change in our schedule. We can try to go back on weekends so Timmy doesn't have to go to school, and you can spend more time with him for half a day."

"Okay, let's do that!" Camille wholeheartedly agreed and immediately nodded.

After discussing this matter, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

Something seemed different between the two of them after last night, but Camille couldn't pinpoint what it was. She simply pursed her lips and remained silent. Camille took a deep breath and quietly finished the meal.

As the night grew darker, the atmosphere gradually returned to how it was last night. Camille had a feeling that she couldn't quite explain, a sense of uncertainty.

She still went to the children's room to accompany Timmy. When Timmy fell asleep, Camille slowly returned to the master bedroom. Ayan hadn't come back yet. Camille took her time to take a shower and do her skincare routine. After doing all that, she still didn't see him return to the bedroom. This time, Camille felt completely unsettled.

Is this person really that busy?

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