Chapter 174 Bottom Line


    Sienna subconsciously frowned and asked, "The boy?"


    "The child is mine, and I certainly wouldn''t hurt my child for any reason."


    Camille''s words made Sienna''s heart creak.


    Camille didn''t notice the slight stiffness that shed across her face, but just continued what she hadn''t


    finished: "He doesn''t love me, much less suddenly like me because of the baby, and even if there is


    something like a liking but only because of the baby''s presence, I''m not stupid enough to think that''s


    love."


    "The fact that it took me a year to attract him only means that day-to-day love will note between us


    at all."


    Camille''s sanity and sobriety also allowed Sienna to have a clear understanding and decision on


    certain matters in her mind.


    She gave a light smile and nodded in agreement, "You''re right, we Cami are still the same proud girl


    who won''t let anyone change her bottom line."


    "I suspect you''re mocking me, but I have no proof."


    Camille is also hooked into a smile, although she will not change her view of love because of anyone,


    but it does not prevent her from loving her children.


    Because these are two different things.


    Camille had an early breakfast and then the doctor came to check her out and everything was fine, the


    baby was healthy.


    From the ultrasound, Ayan saw the baby in her belly for the first time.


    His eyes with tenderness, a momentary gaze, the bottom of the eye is all the hidden tenderness.


    Camille was also slightly disoriented when she noticed the scene.


    He should be quite fond of children, right?


    The bottom of the heart also inexplicably spreads some indefinable hesitation and confusion.


    After the checkup, Camille was able to be discharged.


    Kian had already driven the car and was waiting at the door. Ayan pulled open the backseat door and


    gestured for Camille to get in, but she looked at Sienna and asked indifferently, "Are youing back


    with me or do you have other ns?"


    Sienna hesitated for a moment, then responded, "Go back first, I''ll be there in half an hour at the


    "Good." Camille doesn''t ask what she''s going to do, takes one look at her and Rex and gets in the car.


    Ayan and Rex exchanged nces, then followed suit in the back seat.


    Kian drove away from the hospital, Ayan''s voice slowly sounded: "You do not have to worry about


    Sienna, Rex knows the importance, this time, he will not do it again."


    "I''m not worried."


    She responded lightly, her eyes fixed on the window.


    Kian saw through the rearview mirror that the two were not interacting with each other, he hesitated for


    a few seconds before asking in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, ma''am, are you going straight back to


    Residence 7?"


    "Take me back to my apartment first." Camille responded immediately, without the slightest hint of


    concession or negotiation, saying lightly, "I miss my grandmother.


    Ayan''s face was expressionless and sullen, and his deep eyes were fixed on her, but she kept looking


    out of the window wondering what she was thinking?


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    There was no seam in her excuse to argue with, which certainly told him again that she wasn''t going to


    move back.


    Ayan frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Listen to her."


    Kian could only do as he was told, but the atmosphere in the car was more than a touch gloomy


    Obviously they were all the same without speaking, but that slightly depressing atmosphere could not


    be ignored.


    When we got back to the apartment building, Camille pushed open the car door first and then said to


    Ayan, "I''ll just go up by myself, you go do your own thing."


    She gave a light smile, so light that there was hardly any extra curvature.


    Ayan tightly wrinkled his eyebrows, a handsome face expressionless, deep eyes stared at her faintly:


    "So you are going to put me in the cold again?"


    Camille froze.


    She said, "I just think you can''t follow me all the time, I''m just pregnant, not to mention it''s past the first


    trimester, I''m moving freely now everything is fine, so you don''t need to worry."


    And it''s not her first day of pregnancy, it''s been nearly four months and every day has been like this.


    She doesn''t want to feel like she has to be careful and pay attention to a lot of things when she''s


    pregnant, as long as she can do the same as before without hurting the baby.


    But Camille''s words rang a little harsh in Ayan''s ears, as he missed learning of her pregnancy by more


    than three months.


    So there were times before the first three months when she had mobility problems or wasn''t doing


    well?


    Ayan frowned, his face a little gloomy, but finally said faintly, "I''ll watch you go upstairs before you


    leave."


    Camille didn''t refuse, just nodded and then turned around and went into the apartment building.


    In the car, Ayan spoke indifferently: "Go to the office."


    Kian nodded his head and stepped on the gas.


    Ayan''s voice followed, "When will Grandpa be released from the hospital?"


    "Callum is supposed to be tomorrow morning, physically fine, just because Fletcher insisted that


    Callum stay an extra day."


    "Well, tomorrow you''re going to pick up Grandpa from the hospital and bring my mom here to Camille."


    Kian was slightly stunned, but didn''t ask any more questions, just nodded in response.


    Not long after Ayan left, Rex pulled up under the apartment building in his car.


    Sienna said lightly, "Now that we have talked, we will meet as friends in the future."


    That''s just a euphemism.


    Both of them know it in their hearts.


    But Rex still gave a low "hmm" in response.


    Sienna pushed open the car door, then went straight down without any stopping.


    Standing by the car, she smiled faintly, "Bye!"


    Rex turned his head to look at her, then stepped on the gas and drove off as she watched.


    Sienna''s gaze did not leave with the car, but the faint smile on her face faded to nothing as she turned


    and entered the apartment.


    When Sienna entered the house, Camille had also juste from her grandmother''s side.


    The two looked at each other, Camille did not intend to ask anything, Sienna said: "I''m going to go back


    to Flento City in a couple of days, I''ve been busy with a lot of orderstely."


    "Yes, it''s hard for you, a person juggling the studio to earn me milk money."


    "You''re wee."


    Sienna responded with a grimace, but Camille smiled lightly.


    She said, "If you really want to cry you can cry a little, and I won''tugh at you anyway."


    "Thanks, I don''t need it."


    "Then don''t put on this face and make me think you''re ungrateful."


    Sienna didn''t say anything, just stared out the window with vacant eyes and stared.


    Camille and Sienna never make a special effort tofort each other''s emotions, but only give each


    other space to think things through ande out on their own.


    In the afternoon, Camille went to the office.


    She had been on strike for two days, and although it did not affect the progress of the construction, she


    still did not want to develop such a bad habit.


    When she returned to the office, Camille put together the necessary drawings and sent Yessica to the


    Simpson Group for Ayan''s review, while she drove to the construction site herself.


    After the start of this project, she has been on site more in the early stage, after entering the right track


    especially after the restart of the project this is the first time toe.


    Mr. Moss took her on a tour around the building, and Camille was proud to see the result of her own


    design turn into the current high-rise.


    But there is still a big step from the realpletion, especially each step can not have any mistakes


    and mistakes, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.


    At this point, Camille suddenly asked, "Do you have a backup of all the materials and steel used so far


    so that we can check themter?"


    Mr. Moss nodded: "All of them, and all of them were kept as a backup as you instructed."


    "Good, but not only to backup, but also to control whether all the materials are qualified, so you still


    have to work hard."


    "You''re wee, it''s all I should do." Mr. Moss admires Camille. Although she is young, she is very


    detailed and careful in exining the details.


    Camille was busy on this side of the site untilte in the evening.


    But she had just walked to the parking ce when she saw a familiar figure.


    She froze, then lifted her foot and walked over, "Ayan , what are you doing here?"