Chapter 102 He just wants a child

Camille is once again silent, the bright face expressionless, eyes cool,

the eyes under the eyes are cold.

Eileen spoke again, "Camille, do you know why Carter wanted you to

have the baby?"

"So you called specifically to meet with me to tell me why Carter asked

me to have a baby?"

"Not exactly, I just thought it would be better to be honest with you

instead of keeping you in the dark, just like Carter went public about

your marriage, he didn't do it to be with you for the rest of your life, he

just wanted to put Grandpa and you at ease and also to get you to

agree to have a baby."

Camille's eyes were occupied with coldness, and she seemed to be

smiling, but her expression seemed to be very stern: "So Carter told

you not to tell me, but you chose to tell me anyway, against his

wishes?"

"Camille, I just think we're both equally girls don't want you to be kept in

the dark all the time."

"Do I have to thank you then?"

"No thanks, after all, Carter wants me to raise the child with him, so I

have to thank you for that, after all, you helped me and Carter have the

child.”

Eileen's words are slightly smug and her tone is provocative.

The shock and disbelief on Camille's face couldn't be restrained from

leaking out, and her eyes flashed with a slightly cool gaze.

She said with cold eyes and an indifferent voice: "Since that's what he

told you, aren't you afraid I'll say no if you come to tell me now?Eileen,

lying without even a draft, are you funny? Don't bother me again and

again, and don't keep doing these stupid things."

"Camille, don't you believe it?"

"Am I supposed to believe that?"

“Time will tell, and you'll know if Carter will when you do have a baby

and give birth."

Eileen always had an emboldened tone.

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly and hung up the phone straight

away.

As for Eileen's words, of course she won't believe them, after all, this

woman has a lot of antecedents, and she's only doing this because

she's upset about Carter's public marriage.

But at the bottom of my heart, I still can't help but think deeply about

whether such a day will really come true.

Not waiting for Camille to think about it, Eileen sent a voice message

over, and her fingertips hesitantly tapped play as the man's low voice

slowly rang out, "Of course it's only the baby I want.”

The familiar voice came clearly into her ears.

Then Eileen said provocatively, “Camille, do you understand? This is

Carter's promise to me, of course, you can not believe me, but Rex

they all know that he announced the marriage is just to have a child,

you can also not believe them all, when the child is really born

everything will be the truth, you dare to bet?"

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the message from

Eileen, then coldly knocked down one word: "Get out!"

Camille put down her cell phone and stared out the window in a daze,

her heart felt like a roller coaster, and it was hard to calm down.

Is Carter really like that?

She was certainly reluctant to believe it.

But what she heard was his voice ah, this is a fact that can not be

changed ah.

After all, she knew by heart who was responsible for this public outcry,

and she figured Carter couldn't possibly not know who she suspected,

right?

But so far there has been no movement, so is there no news or is there

news but no intention to make any move?

She found herself unable to find any reason or excuse to defend Carter,

and finally could only helplessly spill out a self-deprecating sneer.

In contrast to Camille's silence, Eileen was happy.

Since the Simpson Group made public the news of Carter's marriage to

Camille, she has not contacted Carter for two days. In fact, she has

been waiting for Carter to reach out to her, but she has waited until now

without any news.

But fortunately she learned from Arnold mouth Carter's intention, so

she immediately thought of a good response, as for the voice of

Carter's voice, is it true or false important?

Of course it doesn't matter. What matters is whether Camille believes it

or not?

Around 6:30, Carter drove back to Hanyama Manson.

He went straight upstairs to Camille, who was sitting in front of the

bedroom floor-to-ceiling window, and whispered, "Camille, why don't we

go back to the Simpson's manson for dinner tonight?"

Camille's face was slightly pale, with little emotion, “I don't really want

to go."

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at her moody expression, Carter frowned slightly and asked

lightly.

Naturally, she didn't answer, but just looked up into his eyes and asked,

"Carter, why did you suddenly announce that we were getting married?

Is it really because you couldn't bear to see me in that kind of public

opinion so you made it public?"

"Camille, do you know what you mean by those words?"

Carter looked at her for a moment, his thin lips tugging with a very deep

coldness, but his words were always warm and light.

Camille just said plainly, "No point, just feeling a little curious, so can

you tell me about it?"

"So what do you think I'm in it for?"

“I don't know, after all, who can guess what's in your mind?"

“Is it true that you can't guess or you don't want to guess at all?" Carter

raised his hand to look at the time on his wristwatch, saw that she did

not want to answer, her eyebrows still mild: “You do not want to answer,

then do not answer, now get up and come downstairs with me, I have

agreed with grandpa will go back to dinner in the evening, he now want

to see us in pairs a piece back to see him, you want to see him

disappointed? "

Carter easily took Camille's mind.

After all, the old Simpson is the one she cares most about.

She glanced at Carter, and for a moment, she really felt like questioning

him directly.

But what if we get the answer?

She sneered silently inwardly and gave him a look without much

expression: "You go down first, I want to change my clothes. "

Carter just frowned, then watched her get up and leave from her side

towards the checkroom, he slightly narrowed his eyes, then a turn will

directly clutch the woman's wrist, at least a slight force, she buried

directly into the arms.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, cupping her chin and forcing

her to look at him: "Camille, what are you so upset with me about? Are

you upset because I took the liberty of going public? Or are you worried

that your ex-boyfriend who you can't get out of your mind will find out?"

Her pupils widened abruptly, subconsciously pursed her lips, from her

angle, it happens to be possible to see the man's silhouette intact,

clean and calm, and with some reserved Qingjun breath.

When she didn't respond, he asked again, “Camille, answer me, what

do you really want?"

"Carter, can't I have a little emotion after all the negative press those

opinions have given me?"

"Just simply because public opinion is not happy?"

"Not upset, I'm just more curious if you've checked out who's really

behind it?"

Carter's eyes pause slightly.

Camille continued, "Aren’t you curious?"

"Who do you think it is?"

"I think it's Eileen.”

She said the name bluntly and quite frankly.

Carter said lightly, “What proof do you have?"

"Carter, I can't think of a second person besides her."

"Whether it is or not will be known naturally when we find out.” Carter's

expression remained lukewarm as he responded.

Camille smiled, but the smile was hard to find on her clean, white face,

and she said indifferently, “Carter, with the Simpson Group's ability, if

they really wanted to find out something, would it take two days?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Did you ever check on Eileen and did you ever suspect that she did

this?"

Camille raised her eyes to stare at him.