Chapter 275 Injured

Chapter 275 Injured

Camille pursed her lips slightly, and she was silent for half a second

before she was firm: "I won't give you that chance."

"Then we'll see what happens!"

Ayan's voice revealed a distinctly chuckle.

The two responded to each other with what appeared to be harsh

words, but were actually reassurance and encouragement to each

other.

Camille talked to Ayan for a long time on the phone, and the whole time

Sienna was watching, she vaguely noticed a problem, these two are

now getting along like a couple who got married first and then fell in

love.

The corners of her mouth also slightly flooded with a smile, and her

heart silently said, "I hope that what you have in mind will come true."

It was probably because of Ayan's phone call that Camille felt that all

the gloom had been lifted.

She even had a good appetite, she had a bowl full of rice for lunch, and

if Sienna hadn't stopped her, she could have had it with half a bowl of

soup.

After dinner, Camille had to go to the hospital to see her grandmother in

the afternoon.

There have been too many things going on in the last few days and

more people watching her, so she has been putting off going over until

now.

Although she kept in daily contact with Grandma and Grandma has

been well taken care of, Camille was still worried about her.

Arriving at the hospital, she went to her grandmother's ward.

She had just reached out and put her hand on the door handle when

she heard a voice from inside: "Haven't you been living in the

Simpson's mansion in Flento City all these years since my dad died?

And now you won't even help out with this little bit?"

The woman's voice was harsh and mean, without the slightest hint of

affection or euphemism.

Grandmother's voice was obviously much softer. Grandmother said,

“It's not that I'm not willing to help you, it's just that even though Cami is

now the Simpson family's daughter-in-law, she has a lot to deal with!"

"What's so difficult about her? It's just a matter of a word for her to give

Armstrong Corp the front line, something that can be done with a move

of her lips would be difficult?"

Outside the door, Camille couldn't hold back any longer.

She pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. The sound of her

footsteps and the movement of the door opening made both Page and

Grandma look over.

Page subconsciously said, "You really think of her as your own

granddaughter? What's the hurry to get her over here?"

Camille's face was cold and her eyes were flooded with anger: “If you

have anything to say, you can come at me, don't come here to disturb

Grandma."

"Camille, what kind of attitude are you talking to me now?"

"What kind of attitude do you think I can have?" Camille looked directly

into Page's eyes, said with her cold voice: "You are unwilling to see

grandma even though I beg you before, and now because of your own

interests, you want to take the initiative to give orders to grandmother,

so what exactly do you have in mind? *

"Camille! I'm your mother, what do you mean by that?"

"Mother? Do you think you can afford this word? You and I both know it

tuely how you treated me all these years, you blame all your

resentment and discontent on me because I am not a boy, if I could

choose, I really would rather not come out of your womb, after all, I

don't want a heartless and careless person to be my mother."

This was the first time Camille mentioned the things that everyone in

the Armstrong family knew, she was actually used to it and already

didn't care, if Page did not bother Grandma, she did not want to talk

about this. But at the moment, she can't stand it no matter what.

She looked at Page indifferently, with a cold indifference under her

eyes, stranger than looking at a stranger.

She said coldly, "If you've finished your sentence, then please leave

now and don't disturb Grandma!"

Grandma was more important than everyone in the Armstrong family.

So she would not allow her grandmother to be bullied.

Page didn't move, staring at Camille with the same cold face, especially

Camille's words, as if poking at her pain all these years, her voice was

hoarse: "If I had a choice do you think I would have chosen to give birth

to you? I would rather never have had you, then I wouldn't have been

deprived of being a mother. In the end, it's all your fault, it's all your

fault.”

"Heh!" Camille laughed coldly, "Putting the fault on a child who didn't

have any choice, do you think you deserve to be a mother?"

Page's eyes were red with anger, "Who told you those words? Was it

her?" She pointed at her grandmother and sternly scolded, "Look how

you raised her, what has she become now that you live in the

Simpson's mansion and this is how you raised her for me? *

"That's enough from you, Grandma is not your real mother, therefore

she is not obligated to listen to you, after all you are not much more

filial to her so she doesn't owe you anything."

Camille walked over and stepped in front of her grandmother and

whispered, "Grandma, is everything okay?"

Grandma shook her head and whispered, "Don't argue with your

mother ..."

Camille pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She understood her

grandmother's difficulty, but couldn't do what she said to accept Page's

request.

Camille just didn't want to make things difficult for her grandmother, so

she didn't say anything.

She turned to Page, her face expressionless: "If you've finished your

sentence, you can go now, Grandma needs to rest.”

Page did not move, just cold eyes fixed on Camille, with a Zhan Zhan

dissatisfaction and coldness under his eyes.

Just as Camille twisted her head around and was about to walk over to

Grandma and sit down, Page suddenly lunged at her, pushing her

whole body directly to the side.

Camille's side hit the guardrail of the hospital bed, and the pain made

her jerk backwards.

Grandma said in a rush, "Cami..."

Camille clenched her teeth and shook her head at her grandmother,

thankful that her hand reacted quickly to grab the handrail, otherwise

the consequences of falling to the ground were unimaginable.

Page stood there without the slightest movement or remorse, just

indifferently said, "Camille, even if I don't like you and don't treat you

well, but you came out of my belly, you have to be respectful and polite

to me, otherwise you don't want to be good either.”

After saying these words, Page lifted his feet and walked out.

Camille stared at her long after she left to slow down, she didn't want

her grandmother to worry, so she said, “I'm fine, I just touched it, don't

you worry."

But the pain hadn't dissipated, it was real pain, just nothing in the

abdomen, so she wasn't sure if it hurt the baby?

Camille chatted with her grandmother for a while, reassuring her not to

worry about Page's words and telling her that she didn't need to worry

about anything, and that she was in, she wouldn't let her grandmother

suffer, and she wouldn't allow anyone to bully her.

Camille's words caused Grandma to nod repeatedly, and Grandma

asked again, "Cami, if I do ask you, will you say yes?"

“I don't think so, so don't say anything, Grandma, because I don't want

to refuse you, but I don't want to go against my will either."

“I'm relieved to have you say that, being yourself and sticking to your

bottom line is more important than anything else.”

These are the words that her grandmother always told her.

Camille stayed with her grandmother for over an hour before coming

out of the hospital room.

Auntie also hurriedly chased out. Auntie said, "Cami, it's better to hurry

up and see the doctor. I know you're afraid that Grandma will worry, so

you didn't say anything."

"Okay, I know, I'll go find Dr. Ellis now, I'll leave Grandma's side to you,

if she comes to bother Grandma again in the future, you don't have to

let her in the ward, I'll take care of anything.”

"Don't worry, there won't be a next time." Auntie nodded with

assurance.

Camille also smiled, and suddenly something occurred to her and she

hastily asked, "Auntie, your husband's name is Hunter, right?"

"Yes, he also came to Hance City a while ago, he brought a lot of

Flento City's specialties over, originally wanted to give you a taste, but

grandma said you are pregnant and can't eat those hot things, so I

didn't give you any."

"Did Grandma know your husband, too?"

Camille asked casually.