Chapter 677 - Mad With Anger


    Chapter 677 - Mad with anger


    Camille stared nkly into the dark eyes and froze for a moment.


    Without waiting for her to make any reaction, her entire body had been directly pulled over by the man


    and held down on the sofa. Her subconscious thought was the injury on his foot, if not personally heard


    the doctor say how serious his injuries were, she would think he was not injured at all.


    Camille wrinkled her brow, her face flushed with anger: "You''re crazy!"


    "Yes, I am mad, about to be mad at you." His voice was low, and the dense kisses fell with his words,


    not giving Camille any chance to react at all, not even the slightest chance to make a sound.


    The kiss was a little dangerous because he had been drinking and it waste at night.


    Even if his feet were inconvenient, a man''s strength is far higher than a woman''s at all times, so


    Camille had no way to resist.


    She was almost clutched by shoulders directly to his arms. His hands sped the back of her head


    despite her pushing him away. His heavy kiss fell down, and then everything after that was so natural.


    A raspy sound of him echoed throughout the living room. Everything was clearly telling Camille, what


    exactly was happening at this moment.


    In the end, Camille was so tired that she could not open her eyes, and naturally did not have the


    strength to struggle. Everything went with him.


    After it was over the sky outside had turned white. He looked at the woman sleeping beside him,


    reached out to straighten her hair scattered over the cheeks, deep eyes slightly narrowed, the bottom


    of the eyes shining with a dark light.


    He stared at her for a long time, and he couldn''t help but think about the divorce. If Camille knew that


    there was no divorce between them at all, what would she do?


    He wasn''tpletely sure, because their rtionship was now much better, but it wasn''t enough to


    counteract the estrangement in her heart.


    So he did not dare to tell the truth.


    Helplessly sighing, gently cupping her chin, the corners of his thin lips could not help but flush a faint


    smile.


    Because he held her back to the bedroom, his feet suffered some vague pain at the moment. Ayan


    sprayed and took the medicine, and then sent a message to Kian, telling him that he didn''t need to


    feel embarrassed. Then he cuddled her and rested.


    It was after nine in the morning when Camille opened her eyes again.


    She opened her eyes to see a handsome face close to her, the man''s high nose, closed eyes, long


    eyshes inviting her to reach out and touch. At the moment, he was not aggressive. She did not want


    to take her eyes off him.


    His hands were still on Camille''s waist, holding her tightly around him, and everything fromst night


    shed through her mind, so why couldn''t she just lose her memory?


    Camille''s cheeks burned slightly, pursed her lips, and then slowed down a little to get out of his arms,


    picking up clothes from the bedroom all the way out of the living room on bare feet.


    Camille got dressed and rushed away from the ce without even washing up.


    She thought she was being careful not to disturb Ayan, but what she didn''t know was that the next


    second after she left the bedroom, the man lying in the bed had opened his eyes.


    It was just that he was afraid she would be shy, which was why he didn''t call her.


    Her desperate flight made Ayan so helpless that he wanted to catch her and ask, "You''re so shy even


    though we have a child?"


    If he asks, she''ll probably get mad again, right?


    Ayan helplessly smiled. After hearing the sound of the door closing outside, he then turned around. The


    medicine did not help with the ache in his feet. It might be his movements.


    So he didn''t go back to sleep and just dialed Kian''s number.


    Ayan asked Kian toe and pick him up. He had to go to the hospital or Camille would find out and


    he could never touch her again.


    So after Kian arrived, the first thing Ayan asked was, "Is Camille''s car still downstairs?"


    Kian recalled before shaking his head, "It doesn''t seem to be there."


    " I want a definite answer." He said indifferently.


    Kian thought back again carefully. Because Camille''s car was usually parked right in front of the floor


    door, so it seemed that there was no car just before he entered the floor.


    But Ayan wanted to be sure of it, so Kian could only say: "It should not be there. I can go down and


    check again."


    Ayan indifferently swept him a nce. Naturally he did not let him specially go down to check again. He


    just spoke: "Help me up."


    Kian was slightly stunned, and immediately went forward to help Ayan up, and then heard him say, "My


    foot should be a little affected, make a call to the doctor, we go over now to do a checkup to see how it


    is."


    Kian''s subconscious response was, "Mr. Simpson, did you hurt your foot for the second time?"


    The worry and shock between Kian''s words were very obvious, and he could not help but increase his


    voice.


    Ayan said lightly, "Keep your voice down. You''re afraid she won''t hear you, right?"


    Although a few floors away, Mr. Simpson was still concerned about it.


    Kian also nodded immediately after hearing this, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Mr. Simpson,


    is it because there was no one to take care of youst night that you hurt your foot?"


    Ayan didn''t answer, just said emotionlessly, "Go to the hospital first."


    Kian helped Ayan to go out and take the elevator downstairs and sat in the car, then Ayan was slightly


    relieved.


    Arriving at the hospital, the doctor was already waiting in the office, and after the examination the


    doctor said, "It is true that the broken bone is somewhat aggravated by force, but fortunately there is no


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    big problem, remember not to use this foot with too much force."


    Ayan nodded and asked in a light voice, "When will I be able to resume walking normally?"


    "At most, it will take half a month, because the broken bones need to heal slowly, so Mr. Simpson


    should be patient and wait, do not easily try to walk normally for now, so as not to aggreviate your foot


    injury." The doctor instructed again and again, Ayan then nodded.


    He was a little powerlessly frustrated. Finally their rtionship was much improved, but he could not


    even hug her.


    And will she mind?


    "Ah-choo!!!"


    Camille sat in her office at work and suddenly sneezed.


    She sniffled, her brow furrowed slightly, not even wanting to lift her hand, her body aching as if it had


    been torn down and reinstalled.


    She pursed her lips slightly, especially powerlessly slumped in her office chair. Originally she could


    have rested at home, but she was afraid that Ayan woulde knocking because he was cheeky and


    could do anything, but she simply did not want to face him now.


    So she came to thepany in the morning.


    At the moment, sitting in the office, she was also full of dizziness. As long as she thought ofst night,


    she could not stop blushing, and her body was rolling hot and ufortable.


    She was so dazed that she didn''t even notice that Yessica hade in and called out to her twice


    without any response, and Yessica tilted her head again and reached out in front of her and panicked,


    "Cami, Cami, what''s wrong with you?"


    She then returned to her senses and met Yessica''s gaze, her eyes shing with a hint of panic, and


    asked in a light voice, "Nothing... did youe in for something?"


    Yessica looked at Camille with a questioning face, obviously not quite believing her in this answer.


    Yessica asked, "Cami, are you really okay? I feel like you are very tired today, did you not rest well?"


    Camille smiled faintly and moved away to look elsewhere. They already had a child, and what was she


    embarrassed about?


    Camille sighed silently, and then only then slowly responded to Yessica: "No, maybe I didn''t sleep well


    <pst night. I''ll just have a napter. If anyone calls me today, just tell them I''m busy, okay?"