My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 6 In the end, it's her who is at fault

Ayan's gentle voice gently reassures, "How can you be ugly? You're still recovering, so don't get

discouraged, huh?"

"Really? Then will you dislike me?" The woman's delicate soft voice carried a hint of expectation. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Without any hesitation, he said, "Of course not, when you are better, we will get married."

"Really? You're not coaxing me, are you?"

"Not coaxing you, eat."

"Ayan , I love you." The woman's soft and gentle voice is like the sound of a moving piano that

enchants the heart.

The Camille outside the door also heard every word clearly, she showed a self-deprecating light smile,

the bottom of the eyes is endless sadness, she also do not want to eavesdrop on people talking about

love, but than knocking on the door to disturb people annoying, or quietly wait more appropriate.

After making sure the two ended the conversation, she then knocked on the door.

A low, indifferent man's voice followed, "Enter."

Camille pushed the door in and saw at once the man standing by the hospital bed. He was still wearing

the same suit he left Hanyama Manson in yesterday, so he had indeed spent the whole night in the

hospital with his beloved.

The handsome face looked indifferent, and the deep eyes did not have any temperature or ripples

when looking at her, as if they were just facing an insignificant person.

She subconsciously clenched her hands, her feet stiffened and stopped in place.

The woman in the bed spoke up at that moment, "Camille, I'm sorry to bother you to bring me clothes,

come and sit down."

At the sound of the woman's voice, Camille's eyes dropped.

The woman on the bed is pale and bloodless, shoulder-length black hair scattered on both sides,

probably because she has been asleep for too long, her body exudes a sickly soft and poignant beauty,

so that people will have a protective desire at first glance.

She was eating breakfast, a bowl of tender and smooth steamed eggs, since she had just woken up

and could only eat fluids and easily digestible things.

But the smell of eggs was so strong and heavy that it hit Camille's nose and made her frown.

She immediately felt something rolling around in her stomach trying to gush out, and then the next

second she could no longer hold back her mouth and dry heave.

All at once, the air in the ward became silent.

Ayan's eyes were locked and his voice was low: "What are you doing?"

Eileen also looked sad and said in a low voice, "Camille is it because she thinks I look disgusting now?"

Camille dry heaves after the urge of nausea seems to have been suppressed, her face is cold and

clear, the bottom of her eyes is also indifferent piece, faintly said: "I do not mean anything else, just do

not like the smell of disinfectant water."

She carried the clothes over and tried to hold her breath not to smell the eggs: "The clothes you want,

they're all new."

Eileen hastily reached out and took it. She opened it and looked at it with a surprised smile on her face,

"Camille, you are so kind to know my favorite style."

Her preferred style?

So the clothes in Hanyama Manson's closet, which change every season, are for her?

Camille looked at Ayan and smiled coldly, her eyes filled with self-deprecation.

She said indifferently, "If there's nothing else, can we talk?"

Eileen's heart tightened and she quickly spoke up, "Camille , are you upset? I know you're Ayan's wife

now, and I shouldn't have called him in so late last night, but I ......"

Eileen said and began to sob, the heart of aggression and guilt, low mute explanation: "I do not want

that, but I really can not help, I am in Hance City only Ayan, I ......"

"Eileen, stop it, did you forget the doctor's orders? You can't get too excited now, you need to

recuperate." Ayan hastily leaned down to stop him, his brow furrowed, his three-dimensional side face

full of concern.

Only when Eileen's emotions were under control did he stand up straight and look at Camille with a

twisted brow and a complicated look in his eyes: "Eileen is not well, so why do you have to make her

feel bad?"

Camille stared at the man incredulously, she had done nothing, and in the end she was the one at

fault?