My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1579: Thoughtful

Kian sighed inwardly and then whispered in response, "Mr. Simpson, are you okay? After the argument with Mr. Simpson yesterday, did Mr. Simpson give you a hard time when you got home?"

Because Ayan stayed at the Simpson's mansion last night, he wasn't asked to pick him up in the morning, and he also arrived at the company much later than usual. Kian couldn't help but wonder if something had happened at the Simpson's mansion.

He even thought, could it be that Ayan was scolded?

This thought persisted until now, so curiosity and surprise remained, and now he couldn't help but ask.

Kian's inquiry was somewhat tactful, and after asking, he also regretted it because he was worried that Ayan would give him a dirty look and tell him to go away.

So he could only anxiously watch Ayan, and if Ayan showed any obvious signs of displeasure, he would quickly retreat, or else all the anger would probably be directed at him.

After Kian finished speaking, Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him with a calm expression, and then said, "You're concerned about this?"

Kian quickly shook his head to indicate that he wasn't, but then felt that it was not right, so he quickly nodded to indicate that he was.

In any case, both actions were not good, so Kian didn't know how to handle the situation.

Ayan just glanced at him calmly, without intending to obstruct any of his speculations, and continued, "Everything yesterday was an act."

With a few simple words, Ayan summed up everything that happened yesterday. At first, Kian didn't snap back to reality until Ayan repeated his words several times. Then he immediately understood the meaning of Ayan's words, and his eyes subconsciously widened. He looked at Ayan and asked, "Mr. Simpson, are you saying that you and...?"

Kian was highly alert, so he immediately held back the last few words in his mouth and didn't say them.

Ayan glanced at him as if assuming something, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he left the office and sent a message to Yessica.

He said to Yessica, "I know something you don't know. How about we make a deal? You treat me to a meal, and I'll tell you!!"

Yessica also copied and pasted this message back to him.

After Yessica finished speaking, Kian curiously asked what it was about.

In the end, Yessica tricked him into treating her to a meal.

The whole day passed in a harmonious manner.

In the evening, Ayan left work early and specially went to pick up Camille.

Their relationship returned to how it was before, and the mode of their interaction was no longer as agonizing as before, so tonight they planned to have dinner together outside. Neither of them went home last night, and today they didn't call Auntie to cook, so Auntie assumed they wouldn't be having dinner at home.

After Ayan picked up Camille, he drove directly to the restaurant.

It was a restaurant they used to frequent.

Since they didn't make a reservation in advance, they could only sit in the lobby, but they managed to get a table by the window, so the ambiance was still quite nice. After they sat down, Camille ordered the food first, all of which were dishes they had eaten before, so there was no need to worry about any unpleasant surprises. After placing the order, Camille's gaze turned to Ayan, who was busy with his phone, and she lightly tapped the table with her hand, prompting his gaze to lift. In a soft and gentle voice, she asked, "What's the matter?"

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Dealing with some things," he replied, setting down his phone and staring intently at Camille.

Camille's voice followed, "Is Simpson Group still not planning to address the online matters?"

This question wasn't just on Camille's mind, but also Yessica's and Sienna's. They were all quite curious.

Almost every hour, someone in the group would ask, "How are we going to handle the Simpson Group situation?"

plans. She knew he had it underThis is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

matters because Ayan had his own

Camille didn't really care about these

control and trusted that he would handle everything well. So, she rarely inquired about it. However, the curiosity of the other two was hard to ignore, and it made her curious as well.

After Camille asked, Ayan smiled and said, "Did Sienna ask you to inquire?"

Ayan understood Camille well. If she wanted to know, she would have asked last night or this morning.

Camille didn't deny it; she just raised her eyebrows, indicating for him to continue.

He said, "We won't address it for now because responding to these unknown relatives will only give them more ammunition. It's not a good thing, so it's better to say nothing at all." Maintaining silence is the best way to deal with this situation. Only then will the people behind it gradually become restless and reveal their true intentions.

If we respond'seriously every time, it

will give the people hiding behind the scenes more to say. Instead of

giving them that opportunity, it'net"

better to deny them any chances. Only when they speak voluntarily will their words have meaning.

This was Ayan's solution. He decided to handle his company's matters first and then deal with the project later.

Camille pursed her lips and nodded lightly, "Hmm, it seems like only you could come up with this solution."

"Why does it sound like you're not praising me?" Ayan sighed.

"I am praising you, saying that you're capable of anything!!!" Camille replied.

Ayan sighed again, "I'm not capable of everything. There are still many things I don't know how to do."

The thing he least knew how to do was to see through her heart and understand what she was thinking. Naturally, it was not the right atmosphere to discuss this matter, so Ayan wouldn't mention it.

The two continued chatting, and the food was served at that moment.

The conversation paused, and they started eating.

Ayan considerately served Camille some food. He was the perfect husband in every way.

They had a very enjoyable meal, taking nearly an hour to finish. Afterward, the waiter brought fruit and desserts.

Camille took a bite of the fruit,

finding it sweet. She directly stuffed

the remaining piece into Ayan's

mouth because she knew he didn't like sweet food. He instinctively frowned, and she smiled, saying, "You really don't like it?"

"I prefer other things. Do you want to know what? It's a hint, but also a threat. It means that if you continue, I won't be able to resist taking action."

Camille pouted slightly, hummed softly, and was about to speak when a woman's voice suddenly came from nearby.

With a playful tone, the woman said, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect us to have the same favorite dish!"