Chapter 84 He picks her up from work every day


    Camille was also silent for a long time after the phone call, until Ayan went back to the bedroom, then


    she collected her emotions.


    The hospital side, Preston took the medicine out of the hospital, a handsome face is not half warm, the


    brow is also wrapped in cold.


    After getting into the car, the assistant asked in a low voice, "Mr. Walker, should I take you home now?"


    "Hmm."


    He mumbled faintly, got in the car and closed his eyes and leaned back in the seat and made no more


    noise.


    All the way back to his apartment not far from the office in silence, he threw the medicine aside, then


    did not mean to take it, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.


    His ears were filled with Camille''s words of disassociation, and it was impossible to say that he didn''t


    feel anything.


    It wasn''t the first day he learned how sensible Camille''s earthly sobriety was, and it was because she


    knew so thoroughly what she wanted and didn''t want that he was moved.


    So even if she makes it clear, his mind probably can''t be changed.


    Otherwise, it would not have been so many years.


    Heughed helplessly to himself and murmured lowly, "Camille , you''re really hard on me."


    Preston came out of the bathroom after showering and putting on his bathrobe, then he saw the


    woman who came in at some point in the living room sitting on the couch ying with her phone.


    He slightly wrinkled his eyebrows face is not very good, low asked: "Why you suddenly came over?


    Didn''t I tell you not to look for me during the recent period? Do you know that he has already started to


    notice?"


    The woman''s face is beautiful, her voice is also gentle like water, she whispered: "I know, I spared


    several roads beforeing over, no one will find out, just don''t worry."


    His face then had a little rxed, but still instructed: "Even if no one will find out, do not take it lightly,


    not to mention any fluke, if found, all our preparations are in vain, understand?"


    "Well, I know, I will pay careful attention next time, how do you have a wound on your face? Where did


    ite from?"


    When the woman saw this, she got up and walked towards Preston, her eyes watching with concern.


    Preston just said lightly, "It''s okay."


    "Don''t you even trust me?"


    "Had a little argument with Ayan."


    "Why?"


    She asked excitedly.


    Before Preston could say anything, the woman added, "Because of Camille?"


    Preston frowned and said, "It''s not about her."


    "How can it not be about her? What else would make you fight with Ayan but her? I don''t understand.


    What is it about Camille that appeals to you? Why do we have to dy our purpose because of her?


    Couldn''t she havee along with ......."


    "That''s enough." Preston snapped, "I told you, what we''re going to do has nothing to do with Camille,


    and as far as what I''m doing with her has nothing to do with what we''re going to do, if you won''t even


    listen to me, then what''s the point of us going on?"


    His face was indifferent, and an attitude that could not be denied surfaced under his eyes, and the


    woman could only eventually concur, "I know, I will do as you say."


    "Well, it''s gettingte, you go back first, and you don''t have toe to me on purpose if there''s nothing


    important in the future, okay?"


    "Well, I''ll go first, then."


    "Drive safely."


    Preston walked the woman to the door and watched her enter the elevator before closing the door.


    But he seemed not quite at ease, and sent another text message instructing the woman, "Remember


    my words, do note to me on your own initiative again, I will contact you if something happens,


    hmm?"


    There replied good, he was relieved to put down the phone.


    I don''t know if it is because of Preston''s behavior, Ayan from this day onwards as long as there are no


    social engagements every day is bound toe to pick up Camille personally, if he has something


    really can''t get away will let Kian or drivere to pick her up.


    Camille, initially repulsed, said, "You don''t have to have someone keep an eye on me every day, do


    you?"


    "I''m doing this for your safety, and I don''t want anything more to happen that will disrupt the harmony of


    our marriage."


    He said so eloquently that Camille was left speechless, so she had to acquiesce to his decision.


    Ayan''s actions were well understood by Preston, especially since Camille had no intention of resisting,


    and he had to ask, "Is Mr. Simpson doing this to prevent anything from happening between us that he


    might misunderstand?"


    "No, he''s probably too idle."


    Camille exins it this way.


    Preston, not without feeling her coldness these days, could not help but ask: "Camille, is it that he does


    not allow us to interact? If so you can tell me directly, I will keep my distance from you will not make


    things difficult for you."


    "No, you misunderstood."


    "If not, why are you so cold to me these days?Camille , I know you and I know your mind, did Ayan say


    something to you?"


    Preston looked straight at her with both eyes.


    Camille pursed her lips and said, "Preston, you really misunderstood, I''m not a three-year-old child, I


    have my own judgment, as for between us does have to maintain a safe distance, after all, friends too


    close is not good, will make people misunderstand, it is not fair to your future girlfriend, you


    understand?"


    Prestonughed: "So you''re going to introduce me to a girlfriend?"


    Camille said with a slightly strained expression, "I''m just saying what if, do you never fall in love in your


    life? That''s not possible."


    "What''s not possible?" Preston''s eyes narrowed slightly and his face was warm: "Camille , am I


    pressuring you to be unhappy?"


    Camille shook her head, "No, you don''t think so much, Preston , we''re friends, there''s no pressure or


    misunderstanding between friends, huh?"


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    A friend summed up the rtionship between the two and left Prestonpletely silent.


    Camille''s cell phone rang at that moment, breaking the awkwardness of the moment.


    She nced at the name disyed on the screen and then tapped down to answer, "Hello?"


    "I''m here."


    "Hmm?"


    She frowned slightly.


    The man on the other end of the phone said in a low voice: "I''m downstairs in yourpany, it''s not


    time to leave work already? Do you want me toe up and pick you up?"


    Camille pursed her lips and subconsciously looked at Preston and immediately responded, "No need,


    I''ll go down myself."


    "Okay, I''ll wait for you."


    The call ended, Camille put away her phone and looked to Preston: "Preston, I''ll be off then."


    "Okay, be safe."


    "Hmm."


    Camille packed her bag and left the office.


    She came out of the building and saw the ck car parked at the curb, she walked over and pulled the


    passenger side to sit on it.


    The floor-to-ceiling window on the 18th floor of the building, the man watched the scene, although only


    a small figure could be seen, but she must have a happy expression at the moment, right?


    Inside the car, Camille fastens her seat belt and looks at Ayan: "Why are you so early? You''re not going


    to miss work, are you?"