My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1569: Performance

She sat on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, and didn't feel good at all. She hesitated whether to go to the study to see what Ayan was doing. But if she did that, would it mean she was taking the initiative or hinting something to Ayan?

Camille took a deep breath, feeling indescribably frustrated. After a moment of hesitation, she decided not to go find Ayan and simply lay down.

When Ayan came in, she was still looking at her phone. They didn't exchange any words throughout. Ayan took a shower, blow-dried his hair, and then lay down after about half an hour or so. As he was about to turn off the light, he asked casually, "Should I turn it off?"

Camille responded with a sound of agreement and placed her phone down. The room plunged into darkness, and both of them remained silent. Ayan lay flat without coming over to hold her as usual. Camille slightly pursed her lips and suddenly felt a bit aggrieved, but then she wondered if this wasn't what she wanted.

Because she didn't want to have overly intimate gestures with him, doesn't it eliminate such intimacy by doing this?

However, she didn't know why, but she really didn't like it. Although she didn't want to engage in that kind of thing, she didn't reject his hugs and kisses.

The more Camille thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep, but the man beside her seemed to have already emitted a steady breathing sound.

Is he asleep?

Camille kept her eyes open, staring into the dark space, her eyes revealing a clear sense of disappointment.

That night, Camille didn't sleep well. She woke up very early, while Ayan was still sleeping. After getting up, she freshened up briefly and left the bedroom to go downstairs and make herself a cup of black coffee, which she drank in one gulp.

Because of the lack of sleep, Camille's face looked particularly haggard, and she exuded a sense of exhaustion throughout her body.

After taking care of herself, she went to Timmy's room to see him. Timmy was brushing his teeth, and when he saw Camille, he immediately wanted to stop brushing and hug her.

Camille quickly stopped him and said, "No, we need to finish what we're doing before moving on to the next thing, okay?"

Timmy obediently nodded, and Camille finally showed a satisfied smile.

Once Timmy finished brushing his teeth and washing his face, Camille took him downstairs for breakfast.

Ayan had already arrived at the dining room, and when Timmy saw him, he immediately shouted excitedly, "Daddy!"

Timmy was very lively when facing family members, especially familiar ones, but he was very aloof and unwilling to show any expression to unfamiliar people.

Ayan responded warmly, and then Timmy wanted to be hugged by him. The interaction between father and son was very harmonious.

Camille walked to her seat and sat down, and the three of them started eating breakfast.

Due to Timmy's presence, the atmosphere wasn't too cold, but there wasn't a single direct conversation between Camille and Ayan.

After breakfast, Ayan prepared to leave for the office, and Timmy clung to his leg, saying, "Daddy, I want to go too."

After living with them for two days, Timmy had become very attached to them and wanted to go out with them, especially worried about not seeing them for the whole day. Ayan picked him up and whispered, "You stay at home and be a good boy. I'll bring you a cake in the evening, okay?"

"Really?"

"Of course, a real man doesn't lie." Ayan said calmly.

Now Timmy was satisfied, and he clapped his hands with joy in his voice, saying, "Then Daddy should also prepare a cake for Mommy!"

"Okay." Ayan nodded in agreement.

Then he gently kissed Timmy and put him down, ready to leave. But just as he was about to take a step, Timmy grabbed him and said, "You haven't kissed Mommy yet." The child felt that if he had a mother, everyone should have one, because the most beloved person is a mother.

Now it was Camille's turn to be stunned.

She instinctively looked at Ayan, their eyes met, but Ayan only lingered for a second and then instinctively looked away, saying lightly, "Mom doesn't like it, so I don't want it, okay?" Timmy was also taken aback because if Mom didn't like it, he wouldn't continue asking for it either.

Ayan left, and as the sound of the car faded in the distance, Camille slowly came back to her senses, her expression extremely gloomy.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

She pressed her lips tightly, feeling terrible.

Taking a deep breath, she continued to accompany Timmy, but her mind was elsewhere, filled with the words Ayan had said before leaving.

What does it mean that she doesn't like it?

The more Camille thought about it, the more agitated she became. She had lunch with Timmy at home, and then she went out.

Sienna wasn't in Hance City, and it would take about ten days for her to return, so Camille could only wander around alone.

It's unclear whether it was Big Data sensing her thoughts or not, but it sent her a message about a psychologist on her phone, and coincidentally, the psychologist's office was nearby. Perhaps something was troubling her psychologically, so Camille went straight to this psychologist's office.

Of course, when it comes to matters

related to the mind, caution is

necessary. Camille did thorough research online and found that this counseling studio was quite authoritative and well-known

Hance City. Camille didn't know much about people in this field, but she had a versatile secretary named Yessica. She was an expert in this area and very familiar with it.

Camille directly sent the name to Yessica and asked her to send the basic information for her to see. Yessica replied quickly, "Cami, this psychologist's clinic is super

famous. They're really popular online and often share horoscope Knowledge with us, so we girls all love him!"

Listening to Yessica's excited tone, she sounded like a fan meeting her idol.

Camille couldn't help but smile, "Does Kian know about your enthusiasm?"

"Of course not! I won't tell him, so you mustn't say anything either!"

Yessica pretended to be mysterious.

Camille, of course, didn't directly agree, she just said lightly, "We'll see how you behave!"

Camille exchanged a few jokes with Yessica and then ended the call.

In fact, Camille had already arrived downstairs at the psychologist's office. After getting detailed information from Yessica, she parked her car and entered the building.

She didn't have an appointment; she

just came to try her luck. If the

person had time, it meant she was

destined to see a psychologist. If the

person didn't have time, it meant she didn't need to see one.

Upon reaching the floor where the clinic was located, the receptionist girl immediately greeted Camille, "Hello, beautiful lady. Do you have an appointment?"

Camille deliberately wore a mask, not wanting to be recognized by others.

She also wore sunglasses, so her face was well concealed. But she dressed simply yet stylishly, so it was reasonable for the receptionist to address her that way. Camille only nodded slightly and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I want to see Digby Chow."