Chapter 441: Sense Of Propriety

Chapter 441: Sense of Propriety

Camille frowned and said with some displeasure, "No."

was that what he came over at this point to ask?

He's crazy, maybe?

Camille was sleepy because she drove the two boys and then sent

Sienna back and had to let her change before coming back. She could

have stayed over at Sienna's place, but there was Timmy at home, and

although she had gone to bed, she still wanted to come back and stay.

At this moment by Ayan this fuss, she feels that her head hurts.

She said, "If you're done asking are you ready to go out? I'm going to

rest!”

She was indifferent.

When he finished, he was ready to turn around and go back to sleep in

a different position.

But just as she was about to turn around, he suddenly bullied her and

held her down, forbidding her to move, and a bony hand pinched her

chin with force, asking in a low voice: "Is it no or dare not say?"

This reaction of his said it all.

Camille slightly narrowed his eyes and said faintly: "You already know,

why do you need to ask again?"

"Camille!"

He almost gritted his teeth, but the emotions that were about to erupt

were always being held back.

That said, it had been a long time since she had seen him in such an

emotional state.

The next second, his cold voice sounded again, "So you don't think

there's any problem with going to that kind of place and finding that

kind of man?"

He used a questioning tone.

Camille just laughed lightly: "What kind of place is that? Don't you go

there all the time? Besides, they are making money by their own efforts

and not doing anything against the law, aren't they?"

The anti-sneer at the corner of her mouth became more and more

obvious, and her expression was as cold as ice: "Besides, what does it

matter to you what place I go to look for? We're already divorced, can

you just leave my business alone?"

She was cold and thin like ice and didn't have any euphemisms,

instead she said what she could think of as bluntly as she could.

Their eyes collided in the dimness, and she reached out and pushed

him, but to no avail.

She said, "It's late, it's not appropriate for you to barge into your ex-

wife's room at this hour, although this is the Simpson familythe

Simpson's mansion, but didn't we agree? Since I live here now, this is

also my room for the time being, so I hope you can pay attention to the

proportion, okay?"

She didn't have the same sharp reminder as just now, but there was no

warmth or temperature in the coldness of her words.

Ayan has been holding back, a face cold and stiff enough to show how

bad his mood is at the moment?

There was a moment when he actually wanted to tell her directly where

the divorce certificate in her hand came from?

He would like to see what her reaction is again?

But the words finally stopped such an impulse.

He said in a low voice, "You already have Timmy, you shouldn't do

those things, you will make people talk about Timmy like that, do you

want Timmy to carry the accusations of others when he is so young?"

Camille blanched, what did he mean?

Moral kidnapping?

Camille pursed her lips in silence for a while before saying indifferently,

“These words should be said to yourself, after all, you should mind your

own business more than anything else.”

She won't let Timmy be talked about for anything.

So she hopes Ayan can too.

She will not interfere with any of his private life, it does not matter who

he has dealings with, it has nothing to do with her good, but do not

discredit Timmy.

After her words, the air became quiet.

Ayan's brow was covered with a clear layer of haze, his pale eyes

looked at the woman in front of him, his low voice spoke slowly and

deliberately, "You think I did the same thing you did tonight?"

"I didn't say that.”

"But isn't that what you mean? In that case, why don't you assume the

position of Kian to follow me from tomorrow to see if it's there or not?"

He said in a cold voice.

Camille declined: “It's not my duty to keep an eye on you, and I have no

interest in doing so."

She didn't want to go on, especially since she could feel each other's

breathing and heartbeats, and the close proximity made her really

uncomfortable, so she could only ask, "Do you really want this time to

still make a scene for everyone to know?"

It's not like she couldn't do it if he wished.

Ayan paused only briefly and eventually let her go, but he didn't get off

the bed right away, and the atmosphere became low and strained as

Camille got off the other side of the bed.

She said lightly, "It's getting late, I'm going to rest."

Camille finished, and worried that he made other moves, so simply

went straight to the bathroom, and by the way also closed the door and

locked it.

Her series of actions made his handsome face as cold as gloom, her

rejection of him was all too obvious.

When did it start?

He can't seem to remember.

His deep eyes sunken eyes, the final natural is not to continue to stay,

so far, he does not want to make a complete standoff, or he can not

predict what she will do?

From the room, Ayan did not stay at the Simpson's mansion, even

though it was late, but he drove away.

The sound of the car is particularly clear in the silent night, even

through the window Camille can hear.

Watching the body disappear in sight, her eyes were retracted. She

was really angry at Ayan's series of actions, obviously there was no

more relationship, why did she still want to meddle in her affairs under

the banner of Timmy now?

Couldn't she have her own social circle and friends of the opposite sex

even after the divorce?

Camille didn't mention what happened this night, but the next morning

at breakfast, Talia was still a little curious and asked, "Did Ayan come

back last night? I thought I heard a car, and I don't know if it was?"

Camille also shook her head and said faintly, "I don't know."

She said the staged calm without any dissimilarity.

Naturally, Talia didn't think much of it.

Ayan, however, came back at night like a ghost.

This time he came back not alone, it was Kian who sent him back, he

drank too much and was sent back by Kian, Kian said, "Mr. Simpson

lives in the company's lounge, he is now drunk there is no one to take

care of the lounge side, it is not too convenient, so I took the liberty to

send Mr. Simpson back to the Simpson's mansion."

Kian spoke carefully, and since it was getting late, I let Kian leave first.

It was only once in a while, but it didn't occur to him to do this for

several nights in a row, and now not only does Camille think he did it on

purpose, but even FletcherTalia and the old Simpson think he did it on

purpose.

At this moment, seeing him lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and

his face downcast, Talia hurriedly asked the maid to prepare sober tea

for him, and then said to Camille, "It's late, Cami, you go upstairs to rest

first!"

Camille nodded, then got ready to go upstairs.

But she had just taken a step when she heard Ayan suddenly say,

"Where's Timmy? I want to see Timmy!"

Camille just faintly swept him a glance, then continued to walk to the

stairs, but she was just about to lift her foot up the stairs a sudden

surge of strength from behind to hold her tightly in his arms, the unique

scent of the man's body also mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, his

voice low: "Take me to see Timmy, huh?"

Talia saw this scene and immediately went forward and slapped Ayan:

"What are you doing? Let go of Cami, it's late, keep your voice down, if

you wake up grandpa, you'll look good!"

Talia tried to pull away, but it didn't do the slightest bit of good.

Camille was about to lose her breath from his hug, because the more

Talia blocked it, the heavier he got.

Camille stopped Talia and said, "Mom, I'll take him upstairs to see

Timmy while you make him some sober tea!"

Probably heard Camille's words, he slowly relaxed the strength of his

hand.

Camille said indifferently, "You let go of me first, or how am I going to

take you upstairs?"

He didn't move a muscle, and neither did Camille.

Chapter 440: Sister

Camille frowned slightly and looked at Sienna and Annie, Sienna was

already guessing and chatting with the handsome guy beside her and

drinking wine, she just felt uncomfortable and a bit awkward and said

lightly, "No, I don't drink."

"Sister is still not used to it, right? If you don't drink then have a drink?"

When he finished, he had reached out and offered to pick up a glass of

juice and handed Camille half a glass, followed by a glass of wine for

himself, he raised his glass and clinked it together, introducing himself,

"What's your name, sister? My name is Jamie Wise, I'm 20 years old

and I'm in college.”

College students?

This is also too good at playing.

Camille was not much older than him, but she was always the one who

had become a mother, and she felt a bit out of place.

But just chatting to pass the time, so as not to be ridiculed by Sienna

later.

The two of them had very limited topics, basically Camille was asking

and Jamie was answering.

For example, "What's your major?"

"Are you guys okay with not going back to school at night?"

"Do you come out to work as a work-study?"

"Are these all your classmates?"

The brother responded patiently, completely is the sister's words

obedient, what the sister said is what?

But compared to Camille's side, which was simply chatting, Sienna and

Annie were having more fun, drinking and having her brother perform a

dance, playing as if they had known each other for years.

Camille can't help but shake her head and think she's probably getting

old?

The trio stayed in the booth until after midnight, but when it was over

Annie insisted that her two brothers go with Camille and Sienna,

adding, "I paid for it, so of course I'm going to make the most of it."

Annie's chauffeur arrived, so she also took the people around her to get

in the car first.

As for Camille and Sienna, they looked at each other, Sienna was a

little dizzy from the wine, but Camille was sober, she looked at the two

people around her and said, "You can go now, you should be off at this

hour, right?"

"Sister, you paid for it."

“It's okay, consider it your hard work tonight.”

After saying that, she was ready to take Sienna away, but Sienna was

not happy and took the initiative to hold the two boys: “I haven't had

enough fun yet!"

Camille felt that this is not to take her out to relax? It was clearly to

bring her out to finish up!

However, this time Camille was too late to speak, and then the light

noticed the man standing not far away, he looked like he had just come

down from the car for a short while, with a lit cigarette in his hand, a

face cold and sullen looking this way.

Sienna seemed to see it too, raised her finger in the direction of the

man and turned back to her and said, "I saw Rex the dog, why is he

everywhere? It's like a ghost.”

After saying that, she directly pulled the boy who was drinking with her

and got into the car, leaving Jamie alone standing in the same place

waiting for Camille.

Camille sighed silently and went up to say hello to Rex, despite the

standoff between Rex and Sienna.

Rex asked tentatively, "She's in love?"

Camille naturally knew who he was asking about?

She wasn't going to tell the truth, though, and just pragmatically said,

“You should ask her yourself if you want to know about her love life."

Rex blushed slightly, then asked, "Who is he? Waiting for you?"

"Well, a friend, it's late, we'll go first."

She didn't talk much and didn't make a point of clarifying anything

before turning around and walking towards Sienna’s car.

Jamie saw the situation is naturally immediately followed, the

atmosphere in the car is a little quiet, Camille lightly spoke: "Are you

back to school or find a place to live outside?"

Jamie immediately understood: "Our school is nearby, sister just put me

down in the front.”

Camille hmmmed, then drove seriously and stopped talking.

The car soon disappeared into the darkness, Rex stood still, tonight he

also temporarily received a phone call from his secretary to learn that

Sienna came over here to play again, so this is why he rushed over.

But I didn't expect to meet Camille again.

He slightly narrowed his eyes for a brief moment of silence, this big

night can not just him a person upset, right?

So he just picked up his phone and dialed a string of numbers out, and

it was answered quickly, "Rex, you better have something heavenly."

“I think it should be bigger than the sky for you.” Rex responded softly.

The person on the other end of the phone, "Say?"

“There's going to be a fire in your backyard! Tsk!"

Rex looked like he was watching the show.

Ayan did not react immediately, but Rex said no more, said good night

and simply cut off the phone.

Ayan was woken up naturally without a trace of sleep, a face gloomy to

the extreme, he repeatedly Rex's words several times, and finally

picked up the phone to Kian call over.

He said, "Find out where Camille is.”

Since a fire is going to start in the backyard, it is naturally related to

Camille.

He narrowed his eyes, lifted the covers from the bed, went to the

window and lit a cigarette and smoked a mouthful.

Kian was fast and checked it out in less than 10 minutes.

Kian called to tell the truth: "Mr. Simpson, madam went to a private club

today with Miss King and a PR manager from Yuancheng, then ..."

"Say!"

"Then left taking two .... boys and met up with Mr. Ward at the door."

Kian deliberated before saying the word boy, because he thought the

president of his family should mind the word man more than boy, right?

But after he said this, Ayan is also several seconds are silent, a face in

the dark night gloomy like broken ice, deep eyes as if seeped on a thick

layer of cold, he almost gritted his teeth and said: “I do not want such a

thing to repeat, do not need me to teach you how to do it?"

Kian actually did not know, but still nodded bravely, “I know, I

understand.”

He added, "Where is she now?"

Kian was slightly stunned, this is to catch personally?

Kian immediately replied, “The lady has returned to the Simpson's

mansion, is driving back in Miss King's car, just arrived a while ago.”

Ayan hung up the phone without responding, but Kian was in trouble.

What do you want to do if you don't want to repeat such a thing?

After deliberating, Kian personally contacted the heads of Hance City's

clubs on this big night, not to allow the presence of some warbling boys

around his wife.

At the same time, a black Bentley flying in the wide road, the car is

extremely fast, almost a flash so that people can not capture the

shadow.

In about half an hour, the car was parked in front of the Simpson's

mansion.

But the man in the car did not immediately push open the door to go

down, he did not say a word to sit in the driver's seat, from the center

control picked up a cigarette and lit, he has forgotten from when the

smoking habit began to frequent again?

During Camille's pregnancy, he hardly ever smoked at all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head slightly to look at a

certain window on the third floor, and his mind subconsciously recalled

her contact with other men at the clubhouse tonight, even laughing with

other men, and the bottom of his eyes were instantly covered with

gloom.

A cigarette has not been smoked, he has pushed the door down

directly toward the house.

At this point, the Simpson's mansion was quiet and there was no

sound.

He took the spare key to the room and went straight to the bedroom

where Camille lived, looking at the woman already lying on the bed

before he could make any move, Camille, who had not yet fallen

asleep, also suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

Their eyes collided in the dimness, and he moved closer to her,

questioning her condescendingly, "Where have you been tonight?"