Chapter 487 Homing


    Chapter 487 Homing


    Ayan looked at her without changing his face: "You just got over your fever, wait until after tonight


    before you go back to the Simpson''s mansion to see Timmy and stay here for the night for now, huh?"


    Camille grimaced and refused outright, "I can see Timmy tomorrow, but I don''t want to live here, I have


    my own house."


    He just stared deeply at her, his voice mute for a few moments: "I know you bought a house, but this is


    also your home."


    "No." She denied without hesitation, and more than that, she couldn''t help but remind, "This is your


    home not mine."


    Ayan frowned slightly and asked in a light voice, "Can we get out of the car first?"


    "Go down and ask Kian or arrange for a driver to take me back to Maple Leaves Mansion, I''m fine now,


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    I can take care of myself and there''s still Sienna around."


    "Camille, are you sure you want to spend your time here arguing with me? You know, now that I''ve


    brought you back, I''m going to let you go?"


    He finished, directly pushed open the car door, then pulled her into his arms again with force and


    picked up directly towards the vi inside.


    The whole thing went off without a pause, so Camille was almost already in his arms before she


    realized what he was actually doing?


    She said coldly with a tightly knitted brow, "You let go of me."


    "Ayan!"


    "Ayan, I told you to let go!"


    Camille''smand he just pretended not to hear, carried her into the vi with a big stride, and then


    went back upstairs to the second floor master bedroom.


    This bedroom, they shared for a year.


    There are many memories that belong to them.


    But this memory is only her unrequited love.


    Because he doesn''t love her.


    It was very ufortable for Camille to be confronted with her former mind again, and she desperately


    wanted to escape, she didn''t want to look back and see how silly she was then?


    But she doesn''t regret it, she just doesn''t want to look back.


    Ayan put Camille on the bed and put his hands on her sides, narrowed his eyes and stared at her, "You


    still have the energy to fight with me after a day of not eating and an IV? I''ll have the kitchen make you


    some porridge, drink it and get some rest, okay?"


    "I don''t want to, I don''t want to live here, get out of the way."


    She tried to push him away, but the man''s body was like a wall that didn''t move or respond.


    Camille was furious, she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, this distance is too close, she said coldly:


    "Ayan, what the hell do you want? Don''t you think it''s ridiculous for a divorced ex-couple who have no


    rtionship to go back to their former marital home? "


    "I don''t think anything is funny, if you think it''s funny then you canugh more, now be a good girl and


    stay here and get some rest, I promise you, you stay in the master bedroom and I''ll stay in the guest


    room, I won''te in and bother you, but only if you don''t sneak away behind my back, hmm?"


    His eyebrows extremely deep stare at her, there is no anger and indifference on his face, that face is


    always flooded with handsome warm light, but thest sentence do not sneak away behind his back


    Camille is not unable to hear his subconscious hints and reminders.


    Camille was slightly distracted by his attitude, because she always felt that Ayan had changed,


    although in the year of marriage with him, he was also a very gentle husband, but that tenderness only


    maintained a superficial respect for each other, as if treating a customer, but recently he did not know


    when to start, became different.


    Did she overthink or misread it?


    When she didn''t say anything, Ayan lifted his hand and gently cupped her cheek, his voice low and


    Her eyes were fixed on his sight for an instant, and with a heavy meaning of repulsion she turned her


    face sideways to distance herself from his hand and said in a faint voice: "Are your assurances worth


    believing?"


    Ayan micro eyes, the thickening under the eyes deepened, but finally held back, he said: "I''m going out


    now, without your permission I''m not stepping in here half a step, hmm?"


    She doesn''t say yes or no.


    She didn''t want to cooperate.


    Ayan looked at her helplessly, especially looking at her unrefreshed face, his eyebrows subconsciously


    knitted into a ball, but finally he resisted the hands that wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and stood


    up and left the bedroom.


    After Ayan left, Camille breathed a huge sigh of relief.


    But living in this bedroom, her heart felt inexplicably uneasy.


    But she didn''t leave immediately while Ayan was gone, because she was really tired and didn''t want to


    get into another argument with him over leaving.


    Soon the maid brought up congee and light dishes, probably after the IV she was also much more


    It was gettingte, so she went to the checkroom and got a change of pajamas and went to take a


    shower.


    Although she moved out, the clothes in the checkroom are updated every season. Looking at the


    luscious closet, she actually did not have many ripples, but only felt that it was quite a waste.


    She returned to bed after her shower andy down, probably with new sheets and covers, so there was


    only the smell of freshundry gel pearls, which made her a little more meditative as well.


    She picked up her phone and sent a message to Talia, telling her that she was back in Hance City, but


    that she would have to go to the Simpson''s mansion tomorrow to see Timmy.


    Talia immediately replied: "Ayan has told me, you do not feel well, rest, Timmy has us to take care of do


    not worry."


    She was slightly stunned then also hurriedly returned, "Well, I know, thanks mom."


    She didn''t think Ayan would take the initiative to tell Talia in advance, but then she thought, just say it,


    after all, he is also Timmy''s father and has a responsibility to Timmy.


    Camille had just finished talking to Talia when Dan''s message came through.


    Dan asked, "Is your body okay?"


    Camille: "Well, that''s fine, thank you."


    Thank him for holding her in the first ce, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground, which would


    have been embarrassing.


    Danughed: "Verbal thanks only? That sincere?"


    Look at it, this person said the opposite are said so justifiably.


    Camille said, "Let me know what you want to eat, and I''ll buy you dinner in a couple of days."


    "Eat whatever you want, when you''re well, you''re fine on the line, we just finished dinner and now we''re


    back at the hotel."


    "Good."


    After tapping a word and sending it over, Camille then put down her phone andid down.


    In the study of the vi, the maid knocked on the door, "Sir, madam has already eaten the porridge."


    "Hmm."


    Ayan responded in a low voice.


    The atmosphere returned to a state of silence.


    He leaned on the leather chair of the desk smoking a cigarette, white smoke curling around his


    handsome face, can not see his deep eyes floating what kind of look?


    I don''t know how long it took, the night outside waste and the vi was quiet, he got up and came out


    of the study, walking at a gentle pace to the door of the master bedroom, he raised his hand on the


    door handle and just wanted to twist and push the door when he stopped moving.


    In her ear was the woman''s indifferent voice: "Are you worthy of trust?"