Chapter 1110: Balance

Chapter 1110: Balance

Ayan held the unfinished drink in one hand, a faint smile in his eyes as

he looked at Camille beside him. His thin lips lightly parted, and he

said, "Not a fan.”

“If you don't like it, why did you ask me to buy it? Do you want to talk to

Grandpa privately?" Camille looked at Ayan without paying attention to

the road. With Ayan by her side, she didn't need to worry about

navigating. She voiced her speculations, "Is it about Grandpa's

hospitalization? Are you afraid Grandpa will get anxious?"

Ayan, hearing her question, nodded in agreement.

Camille continued, “Your concern isn't unreasonable. Grandpa might

feel a bit stifled after staying in the hospital for a long time. It's right to

comfort him more."

Ayan didn't respond to Camille's words but changed the subject,

saying, "You don't need to come see Grandpa tomorrow. Spend the

night at the Simpson's mansion with Timmy!"

Camille nodded slightly but expressed concern, “If I don't come to keep

Grandpa company, will he feel disappointed?”

"He won't. Dad will come tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, we'll

have Aria visit. Then, it'll be our turn. Everyone doesn't need to be with

him every day; it might make him feel pressured. Taking turns to keep

him company will be more enjoyable, and he might even come to love

staying here. After all, there's always someone around to accompany

him."

Ayan chuckled softly, understanding the old Simpson's preferences

well. However, his words caused Camille to narrow her eyes slightly.

Camille said lightly, "You're just making things up; I'll tell Grandpa.”

"Now you're threatening me?"

"Hmm!"

"Are you this heartless?" Ayan chuckled, lowly sighed, "Can't you be a

bit nicer to me?"

Camille remained silent. The two of them took the elevator down to the

parking lot, the car just a few steps away from the elevator. They

quickly got in.

Camille whispered, "Ayan, Grandpa always protects me in front of you.

Does that make you uncomfortable?"

Hearing Camille suddenly ask such a question, Ayan was also

momentarily stunned. The hand that was about to fasten the seatbelt

froze.

His black-and-white distinct eyes instinctively revealed a warm gaze as

he looked at Camille. His voice, low and hoarse, said, "Do you know

what you're talking about?"

Camille nodded gently.

Ayan continued, "Since you know what you're saying, tell me, why

would I be unhappy?"

"Did I take away the affection Grandpa should have for you?" Camille

tentatively asked.

Ayan smiled, "What have you done to take away Grandpa's affection

for me? So, you tell me, what's our relationship? Should I be jealous or

happy that Grandpa treats you well?"

Camille's eyelashes trembled slightly, her facial expression instantly

softening, and her heart had already found an answer.

Seeing Camille not responding, Ayan's voice sounded again. He asked,

"Why aren't you answering me? Huh?"

Camille pursed her lips lightly, her gaze shifting to the side. She didn't

want to engage with Ayan, simply saying, "Drive quickly; I'm tired and

want to go home to sleep.”

Ayan looked at her dodging the main point, lightly snorted, "You only

know how to bully me."

Camille didn't respond. He said she bullied him, and well, after all, she

had debts to settle.

Who made her like him for so many years, and he hadn't given her the

slightest response?

Camille thought lightly, but there was a faint smile playing on her lips

where Ayan couldn't see.

A dreamless night passed, and it was another morning.

Everyone was busy with their respective tasks, and the design

competition was about to begin in a few days, so Camille was quite

occupied these days.

According to Rex, Sienna hadn't had much sleep these days. Probably

afraid of bothering him, they slept separately at night. It was as if they

had already stepped into an elderly couple's life in advance. This made

Rex quite dissatisfied, so he immediately went to protest to Ayan.

Rex complained to Ayan, “Can you make this damn competition end

sooner?"

Ayan glanced at Rex indifferently, as if looking at a fool. Rex said,

"Sienna and I are preparing for pregnancy. Look at how busy she is.

Even busier than me. If you didn't know, you'd think she owns some big

corporation!"

Ayan put down his work, raised his head, and scanned Rex with an

indifferent and cold gaze. His voice was indifferent and cold as he said,

"A man shouldn't shirk the responsibility of not being able to conceive

onto women and work. You should find reasons within yourself."

Ayan's indifferent words made Rex's eyes subconsciously widen.

Rex couldn't believe what he had just heard. He looked at Ayan in

shock and asked, "Ayan, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Don't you understand?" Ayan asked indifferently.

Rex suddenly felt that he had been insulted beyond belief. He looked at

Ayan in disbelief and said, "Ayan, are you insulting me?"

"Really?" Ayan said indifferently, “I'm just stating the facts. Don't jump to

conclusions. Are you really this kind of person?"

Rex felt as if he had been deeply humiliated. He couldn't believe what

he had heard. Incredulously, he said, "Ayan, what do you mean by

this?"

"What do you mean you don't understand?" Ayan asked indifferently.

Rex instantly felt that he had been deeply humiliated. He couldn't

believe what he had heard. Incredulously, he said, "Ayan, you are

insulting me!"

"Do 1?" Ayan said indifferently, "I'm just stating the facts. Don't jump to

conclusions. Are you really this kind of person?"

In a battle of wits, Rex had never been Ayan's match, so no matter

what Ayan said, he couldn't argue against it.

In the end, unable to continue defending himself, Rex could only sigh

helplessly and say, "Ayan, I didn't mean that. I just feel that it's too

busy. Do you think Camille is not busy? Do you want her to be so busy

and indifferent to you?"

Do I want that?

Of course not.

After all, Camille had been too busy and indifferent to him. He had

protested before, so naturally, he understood Rex's thoughts. However,

he wouldn't say it out loud.

He remained unfazed and said indifferently, “They have their own

things to do. Don't you want her to stay at home waiting for you every

day?"

"Well, that would be good. At least, I can see her when I come home."

"She's not your accessory. If you make such demands, I advise you to

dispel this idea early. After all, Mario will be in Hance City soon. If you

don't change your mindset, according to Sienna's character, she will

definitely carefully examine the relationship between you two."

Ayan also thought it wasn't good for Camille to be too busy, but he

wouldn't stop her from having her own career. He wouldn't let her give

up on herself, because when a person loses themselves, they start to

have wild thoughts. It's like a beautiful flower losing its radiance after

losing the sunlight.