My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 664 Guilt

Chapter 664 Guilt

Hearing a knock on the door, the two also quickly opened their eyes. Camille looked at him in his arms, feeling his breath and temperature. Then she realized that she had fallen asleep in his arms . Most importantly, it was still in the hospital bed.

She pursed her lips, her cheeks blushed, and her body froze instantly. She wanted to get up immediately but was held down by Ayan to prevent her from moving.

He spoke in a warm voice and asked, "Who?"

Kian's voice came from the door, "Mr. Simpson, I've brought you dinner."

"Hmm." Ayan just responded with a low voice and did not let Kian in. He lowered his eyes to stare at the woman in his arms and asked, "Sleep a little longer?"

Camille frowned and immediately refused, "No."

Then she hurriedly pushed Ayan away, sat up and put on her shoes while fixing her hair and adjusting her clothes.

Her reaction caused Ayan to frown less than pleased and ask without much emotion, "What's your hurry?"

"Be serious, it's not good to be seen later."

"How is that bad? I have to look at other people's expressions even with my own wife?"

The word of wife came out of his mouth and he did not feel any strange, but said with a righteously like it were true.

Camille just froze, and she looked at him impassively. In fact, she wanted to say something about their current relationship, but Ayan was still injured at the moment, so the words came to her mouth, yet she could not say it.

It would be a bit of a spoiler.

She lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. She also stood up from the bed. She met Ayan's eyes and replied in a low voice: "I didn't ask you to look at other people's faces. It's just not good to do so right now. This is a hospital, not at home."

"It's okay at home?"

He asked, the corners of his mouth also emerged with a light smile, and the pair of dark eyes were also covered with delight. He kept looking at Camille in that way, not even blinking.

Camille hummed lightly without much emotion. Her voice was also nonchalant, “You think too much.”

Ayan slowly retracted his smile and reached out to take her hand, but Camille avoided it outright, saying without much emotion, "Kian delivered you dinner, so I won't eat with you."

Ayan immediately wrinkled his brow and asked with a slight movement of his eyebrows, "What do you mean? Where are you going?"

“I'm going back to the Simpson's mansion. I miss Timmy."

Ayan snorted lightly, his profile handsome and cold: "So you just leave me, a patient who can't move and feels great pain, in the hospital?" Camille looked at him, pursed her lips and said lightly: "Isn't Kian already here? You can have him here with you while you're eating, and I'm not ignoring you. I'm the one who was here over the night, and I just went back. I also made soup for you. Can't you see all this I'm doing?" Ayan did not speak, perhaps because he also felt that his accusation was outrageous. He just stared at Camille without any expression. Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Camille then continued, "I haven't been with Timmy for two days. Do you want to steal even this time from him? If you can bear it, you can ask Mom to take him to the hospital. The hospital just has more viruses anyway and nothing big deal, so what choice do you want to make?"

Camille whispered all the decisions to Ayan, but the words made Ayan realize something.

Obviously she had already decided, but still had to make him nod willingly, not only just that, but also make him nod while feeling guilty. After all, he hadn't had a good time with Timmy for a few days, and coming to the hospital was definitely not an option, so he asked in a low voice, "Why don't I go back to the Simpson's mansion with you too?" Camille glanced at his feet and said, "Do you think you can walk out of this door right now?"

Having said that, Camille was already heading for the door.

She opened the door and Kian stood half a step away from the doorway, exactly as if he wanted to stay out of it.

Camille met his gaze, and ignored whether he had misunderstood or not and thought more about it before she took the lead and said, "Well, come in, I have to go back to the Simpson's mansion. You can stay here with him for a while!"

Kian nodded in bewilderment, and then Camille went straight out the door and walked away.

Kian took the food into the room. Ayan swept him a glance without any expression. Maybe because he was under the weather, his tone was also without much warmth. “Next time before you bring me food, send me a message in advance."

Kian understood the meaning of the words. He was accusing him of interrupting their time alone.

Kian nodded hurriedly, "Got it."

Ayan then did not say anything else.

Camille went back to the Simpson's mansion to play with Timmy until about 9:00 p. m., then she went back to Maple Leaves Mansion to take a shower before driving to the hospital.

It was almost eleven o'clock when she arrived at the hospital again, during which she did not have any contact with Ayan. Although it was already past the visiting hours at this point and it was quiet, because of the Simpson family, naturally Camille was able to get in and out without any problem.

Camille walked into the ward. Ayan was lying on the bed with an expressionless face , and his attitude towards her was cold, but Camille didn't care and took the initiative to bring him water to take his medicine, then asked, "You wanna go sleep now?"

Ayan did not say anything. Camille did not ask any more questions, but directly turned off the lights.

She still slept on the couch, not far apart, and they could hear each other's breathing, but neither of them spoke, and soon a steady breathing sound could be heard from the other side of the couch as she fell asleep.

Yes, that's right, Camille was asleep.

The man in the bed, however, had his eyes open and his face was gloomy to the extreme, but he did nothing and a night just passed.

And until the next morning, he still looked very sullen, as if he had a lot of grievances to vent. This made Camille feel helpless, and she asked, "Do you have a problem with me? If you think I'm not taking good care of you, say so, huh?"

"What about after I say it? Then you can get rid of me by getting a nurse or having Kian replace you?"

His eyes were without much emotion, but his voice showed a bit of aggressive indifference.

His words immediately chilled the expression on Camille's face, and she felt helpless and said, "I didn't do or say anything. Why are you looking like that? Did I do something to displease or dissatisfy you?" Camille's cold face showed her unhappiness now.

Kian came over with breakfast at this time, and then had to brief him on yesterday's work progress and today's arrangements, so this ended the argument between the two.

It seemed that there was no real argument, but both of them were a little annoyed, each of them feeling aggrieved.

Camille didn't stay long in the ward. She didn't even wash up and left straight away.

This made Ayan sulk, so Kian reported work carefully, fearful of any mistakes. Finally having finished reporting, Kian whispered: "Mr. Simpson, there's news from Campole. Our people said Eileen and Austin were together. They two go in and out of the hotel, which has been photographed, and their relationship should be intimate in a romantic way."

Ayan's eyebrows furrowed slightly and he raised his eyes to look at Kian: "Looks like her purpose in going to Campole was to get close to Austin and persuade him to work with Preston?"

"That should be the case for now, so do we need to do anything?" Kian asked in a low voice as he looked up at Ayan.

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