Chapter 30 Are you making a face with me?

Ayan did not answer the question, only the expression fleshly coldness

was visible.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke lightly, “Eileen, I'll take you

back to the hospital.”

"Ayan, are you upset? Are you hurt because Camille is angry? I won't

blame you if you're honest with me, and I understand that everything

you should and shouldn't have done in a year of marriage has already

happened, and if you tell me now that you're in love with her, then I'll

leave, and I'll never haunt you."

Eileen got emotional and her eyes watched the man waiting for an

answer.

He stared at her with a shallow gaze, his face expressionless and

unable to find the slightest emotion, and his tone very warm: “Eileen,

what are you worried about? I've already said I'll divorce her and marry

you, or do you really want me to fall in love with Camille and completely

separate myself from you? If that's the case, I guess I can try, huh?"

"No, Ayan, I don't want you to do this.” Eileen was in a hurry and

clutched Ayan's hand and explained, “I'm just so scared, I'm afraid you

won't want me, Ayan, can you divorce Camille quickly? I'm really

scared ......"

"Eileen, where did your confidence in yourself go?"

Ayan eyes down at the once confident and radiant woman in front of

him has now become worrying, he looks more and more strange.

Inside the parking lot.

Camille and Talia sat in the car, Talia looked at her with a guilty face:

"Cami, I'm really sorry, I apologize for Ayan and you, it's all his fault, I

let him go back to the Simpson's manson tonight, I educate him well,

what you have to say to mom, do not hold it in your heart, OK? *

Camille just smiled lightly and shook her head, "Mom I'm fine, don't

worry, I'll take you back to the hospital first."

"Okay." Talia was not very relieved, but did not know what to say, after

all, it was Ayan's fault anyway, to do such a thing, this is by her bump

into, if not bump into how many times?

Look at Camille's appearance should have been clear, you can imagine

how much she suffered, Ayan although their own son, but Talia as a

woman, is absolutely not allowed to a three rampant bullying.

When we arrived at the hospital, Camille said, "Mom, I won't go up

there, I'll work hard for you and Dad on Grandpa's side, if anything

happens, you must tell me first.”

"Okay, don't worry, you drive safely on the road."

"Well, I know, mom again ......"

Camille mouth words have not finished, she can not help but

regurgitate dry vomit, although not vomit, but still a pale face.

She didn't dare to look directly at Talia, and just whispered, “Mom, you

should go up.”

Talia didn't move and whispered with concern, "Cami, what's wrong

with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

“I have recently had a bad stomach, I have already seen a doctor, don't

worry I'm fine."

She hurriedly explained, blocking out anything Talia would have said.

Talia didn't think much of it, just told her to take care of herself before

she turned around and went into the hospital.

As she watched Talia leave, Camille was greatly relieved that she

hadn't been exposed.

Back in the hospital room, Talia dropped her bag and then turned to

Fletcher with displeasure, "Your son is flipping out, do you know what

he's done? No wonder people want to divorce Cami.”

Fletcher, a typical doting man, looked at Talia with a gentle face and

poured her another glass of water: "Take your time."

Talia told the story of what happened at the restaurant in one fell

swoop.

Fletcher's face turned serious as well, and he said coldly, “Is he winging

it? Tell him to get his ass back to the Simpson's manson tonight."

Talia hurriedly called and muttered, "I wonder who he looks like? We

don't have anyone like that in our family. You think it's possible that he

was born by mistake?"

Fletcher frowned, "Don't be ridiculous.”

That's when the call came through.

Talia snapped, "Ayan, go back to the Simpson's manson tonight, we're

having a family meeting, and I'm telling you, don't you dare not come

back you won't regret it."

"Mom ......"

"What? Your mother can't shout at you now?" Fletcher took the phone,

directly interrupted Ayan's voice, he said: "you better restrain some, do

not forget your identity nowadays, your every word and action is not

only yourself, but also the Simpson family and Simpson Group, and

more importantly, your grandfather's face for life. *

Ayan sulked, "Dad, don't listen to mom's nonsense, I didn't do

anything.”

“You're still sophomoric? Are you expecting me to meet that woman

myself?"

"Okay, I got it, I'l be back tonight.”

His words were just spoken, and the other end had already hung up

directly.

He looked helpless, his brow knitted tightly.

Eileen saw it too and asked softly, "Ayan , what's wrong?"

“It's okay."

"Is it because my uncle and aunt are angry with you?"

"No, you should not overthink it."

Ayan said lightly.

Eileen still looked worried, she and Ayan also just returned to the

hospital ward, seeing his heavy face, her heart also apprehensive, she

said, "Ayan , if you and Camille divorced, aunts and uncles do not want

us to get married what to do?"

Ayan narrowed his eyes and looked at Eileen: "I told you, this is not

your concern, your agent is here, right? You guys can talk, I'll go first."

Eileen didn't stop it, just nodded her head in agreement.

As she watched the man walk out of the hospital room, the expression

on Eileen's face dimmed and her manager Philomel asked, "Eileen,

why do you go along with him on everything? You didn't used to get

along like this."

Before?

She used to be arrogant and let him compromise and obey her.

But today ......

Eileen said, "Philomel, we haven't gotten along for more than a year,

and now that he's willing to divorce Camille and marry me, this is my

last chance, and of course I know it's not a good idea to keep going

along with him, but what can I do?"

"Men, it's just those things, you have to show your charm and

confidence.”

Philomel's words caused Eileen's eyes to deepen and a glint of hope to

shine from beneath them.

Evening.

Ayan returned to the Simpson's manson.

Fletcher even pointed at him and said coldly: "Cami's grandfather has a

life-saving kindness to us the Simpsons, if not for Cami's grandfather,

now there would not be you and I. Even your mother and I are grateful

to Cami, it is not your turn to bully her."

Ayan, who has been hearing these words since a year ago, nodded his

head: "You are right.”

"If you really think I'm right, then break it off with that woman Eileen

immediately. Grandpa hasn't woken up yet, if there's really something

wrong, are you sure you won't regret it?"

Coming out of the Simpson's manson, Ayan got into the car.

He didn't say a word, his handsome face as low as water, his ears

repeating Fletcher's words, "Are you sure you won't regret it?"

The more the man thinks about it, the more his mind sinks, and his

body exudes a thin, cold intent.

Back at Hanyama Manson, the time was exactly 7:00 pm.

He came in the door and Kit heard the commotion and greeted him:

"Ayan is back, have you eaten dinner, Cami is eating, do you want to

join us? Do you want to join us? *

At that, the man's eyebrows frowned slightly and he walked towards the

restaurant after a faint muffled sound.

As soon as he enters, he sees Camille sitting at the table,chewing and

eating herfood.

The whole time it was as if he had not been seen.

Ayan stared at her, "Camille , are you giving me a hard time?"