My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 133 Love for the House

Preston smiled lightly without changing his face: "Do you really want to know? Do you wish I could find

someone to fall in love with quickly?"

"Of course not." Camille was worried that he would misunderstand and hastily explained, "Just

concerned about you, if you feel inconvenient now then don't say anything."

Camille stopped asking questions, after all, everyone has a private side that they don't want to talk

about, and it was her who overstepped.

There was a brief moment of silence, and Preston, who had been looking at Camille, spoke up in

response, "Cami, there's nothing I don't want to tell you, you should have met her but not been familiar

with her, and there's no way I could have had any possibility with her, so I don't think it's necessary to

say."

"Okay, I got it."

Camille nods her head and smiles at each other.

Preston changed the subject and said, "The Fumiko Estate has contacted me several times this

morning and has been asking when the project will restart. Will you continue the relationship with

Carter because of the project?"

Camille glanced at him lightly, his voice was not much ripple said: "Fumiko Estate side if you are

approached again, you can directly say that it takes time not so fast answer, I am also trying my best, I

do not want the project to end here, but the process is not so easy."

She didn't answer Preston's last question.

Preston naturally saw it, so he asked, "Cami, is it because of me that Preston is suspending the project

and sitting on the internet about your divorce? If it's because of me I can go talk to Carter and clarify

that you and I are just friends."

Camille shook her head, "Preston , it's none of your business, what makes you think that?"

"I'm just worried about you because I'm difficult, if there is a relationship with me you will tell me

directly, Cami, we are not only friends, we are also the best partners, some risks and pressures are

needed to bear together to face, I do not want you to suffer because of me, so really no relationship

with me?"

"Of course not, don't you think so."

Camille smiled lightly, but finally did not answer whether she would not divorce Carter or not?

Preston did not continue to ask the question, he was worried that Camille would be upset, just looked

at Camille's gaze became deep and low.

Back in his office, Preston picked up his cell phone and dialed a series of numbers, which was quickly

answered, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't reach out to me these days, she saw us in the cafe today,

it's not the time to let her know yet."

The woman on the other end of the phone responded in a low voice: "Well, I get it, but ..... Are you

really going to be with her when all this is over?"

Preston didn't respond, just cut the call off.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at everything in front of him, and deep

inside as if there was an abyss constantly swallowing at him.

.......

7:00 pm.

Camille drove to the airport, and in about ten minutes, Camille met a woman of similar age at the pick-

up gate. The woman was wearing a black knee-length coat, boots wrapped around her slender legs,

long chestnut curly hair draped over her shoulders, and a bright, feminine face that was fair and pretty.

They hugged each other and Camille whispered, "Sienna, it's been a long time!"

"Camille, miss it every day!" The woman responded with the same low laugh.

The two have been each other's best friends since high school, and naturally they haven't changed

today.

They walked to the parking lot arm in arm and got in the car before Camille said, "Let's go eat first, I

ordered your favorite dishes."

"Okay, all yours." She nodded her head and responded good-naturedly.

Camille just laughed and did not say anything, after all, this person looks good, but in fact the bones

rebellious and bad.

When they arrived at the restaurant, because it was difficult to get a private room, Camille could only

book a window seat. While they sat down and waited for the food to be served, Sienna King raised her

eyebrows and said, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, why do I feel that you seem to have

changed?"

"What's different?"

"I can't say, is the feeling of looking at you, probably too long apart, this time I have to rely on you to

cultivate a good relationship with you."

Camille laughed, "Yes, just don't run away when the time comes."

"Hmph, underestimating who?"

The two men looked at each other and both smiled.

Soon, the food also came up, and the two began to eat, chatting about the deliciousness of the meal

and the recent happenings of each, although they had not seen each other for more than a year, but

the contact with each other had not been broken.

At this point, Sienna suddenly asked, "Would it be inconvenient for me to stay at your house? After all,

you are now a married woman."

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly, and her words were light: "I've moved out, so it's convenient."

"Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

"Why? Don't you like him? Why do you suddenly want to move out? Do you know it's not good to live

apart for too long?"

"I want to get a divorce." Camille sighed silently, then stopped continuing and simply said, "This is not

the time to talk about this topic, I'll tell you more about it later when I get back."

Sienna just nods, but looks at Camille with a deep, caring gaze.

When they finished eating, they walked out arm in arm, but just as they reached the door, Camille's

steps suddenly stopped and Sienna turned her head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Her face is slightly stunned, her eyes are slightly paused, and an indifferent coldness emerges under

her eyes.

Sienna followed her line of sight and her eyes fell on the familiar man at the entrance of the restaurant.

Beside the man stood three other people, one of whom was a woman who was also an old

acquaintance, and the other two were a pair of middle-aged men and women.

Sienna said lightly, "That's why you're moving out, isn't it?"

Camille didn't say anything, just faintly withdrew her eyes: "Let's go!"

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Sienna wasn't too happy, she said, "Aren't we going to say hello when your husband is there? You

haven't even introduced me to him, but since we've met here, why don't we just pick a date?"

Camille glanced at Sienna without moving, without much emotion between her eyebrows, and she said,

"Are you afraid you won't have the chance to meet? You can rest assured that as long as you live with

me sooner or later, we will meet."

"Cami, that's a pretty tame response, isn't it?"

Sienna seemed surprised.

But Camille just smiled... bland?

Probably get used to it and it's bland, right?

Camille looked again at the scene outside the door, Carter stood there pensively, Eileen tilted her head

to look at her sideways, cheeks flushed with a smile and did not know what to say, Carter although not

much smile, but you can also see his expression should be happy, right?

The middle-aged man and woman on the side even looked at Carter with smiles on their faces and

said, "Carter, thank you so much for taking care of us Eileen, and we are happy as parents to see that

you two are still as well as before."

Hearing voices, Camille realized that it was Eileen's parents.

For some reason, she actually wanted to laugh a little, wasn't this a bit like the feeling of in-laws

meeting their son-in-law?

Compared to the Armstrong family, Carter seems to be more gentle with Eileen's parents, which is

probably a case of love and affection, right?