My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 87: Is it necessary to put on makeup to meet friends?

"I didn't, Ayan , how could I blame you, that incident was my problem in the first place, I shouldn't have

asked my agent to invite you over to pick me up, I know you're a public and private person, I'm the one

who shouldn't be like this ......."

"Well, it's in the past, so let's not bring it up again, huh?"

He interrupted her with a warm face and little expression.

Eileen nodded her head and said with a gentle light smile, "Ayan , then you can not be angry, I promise

there will not be a next time. "

"Hmm." He hmmed lightly, then he asked, "What did you remember last night?"

Eileen met his gaze with an unchanged face as she said, "I seem to remember that the man had a

tattoo on his arm, a dragon hovering over his entire arm."

"How can you suddenly remember a scene in such detail?"

"Maybe because I swiped to a video about tattoos, so it suddenly came to me."

The two eyes locked, Ayan eyes faint, he did not say a word faintly stared at Eileen.

Eileen was uncomfortable with the hawk-like keen eyes, her eyes flickered slightly and she asked in a

light voice: "Ayan, why are you looking at me like this? Don't you trust me?"

"Of course not, I'm just recalling if I've ever seen or known someone like you're talking about."

"And is there one?"

She gazed at Ayan and asked in a whisper.

"Not sure yet." Ayan moved away to look elsewhere, he suddenly remembered something, then spoke:

"Eileen, your situation I consulted some experts in this area, some things you may remember, but

because of the stimulation of the brain so transient forgetting, but we can through the psychiatrist to re-

recall, these two days you arrange a time, I will accompany you I'll go with you to see a psychiatrist,

huh?"

Eileen's face, which had always had a gentle smile, stiffened slightly, but otherwise there was nothing

different.

As for Ayan's proposal, she also nodded her head: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Ayan , I'll do whatever you

say."

He, too, made a low muffled sound, and then said nothing more.

Eileen took a sip of the water he poured and asked softly, "Ayan, is there any news from Albert? Why

no response for so long, is he unwilling?"

"I've put Kian in charge of contacting them." Ayan said, getting up and going to his desk to dial the

intercom: "Any news from Albert?"

Kian also just received the news, and quickly told Ayan the result: "Mr. Simpson, I just received a call,

Albert is coming to Hance City, I have arranged to have dinner with him tomorrow night, I have booked

a private room in Darkmoor for him."

"Well, have you arranged where he's staying?"

"This he did not disclose, I also inconvenient to ask more otherwise cause him discomfort rather than

good."

"You watch."

Ayan hung up the internal line, his face was warm and light, he turned to look at Eileen, she had also

gotten up and walked over.

Eileen asked with some excitement, "Albert is coming to Hance City?"

"Hmm."

"Ayan , you are so kind to me, I didn't think Albert would want to meet with me."

Eileen was thrilled that if Albert was not only a famous lyricist and songwriter, he had also released a

single that had dominated the top of the charts for just one minute and no one had broken the record

so far.

He is the legend and king of the song circle, can climb with him, not only can be mixed in the future

road, but also can make the current popular ones look up to.

Eileen was very excited at the thought of that image, and she took Ayan's arm happily, exuding

pleasure all over her body.

Ayan looked at her, the handsome face reveals a little stiff, the mind subconsciously recalls a woman

because of a long-lost friend's phone call and happy as if to fly, that is a simple heartfelt joy, and this

moment in front of this reveals the purpose of the happy is completely different.

He frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look away, his handsome face expressionless, his eyes

indifferent as hell, "Eileen, just because Albert is willing to meet doesn't mean he's willing to grant your NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

request, everything still has to wait for dinner tomorrow night to know if he's willing, hmm?"

Eileen wasn't thinking that much, but she nodded obediently, "I understand Ayan , don't worry, I think

he'll definitely say yes."

Eileen stayed for a while until Kian came in and reminded Ayan that the meeting could start before she

voluntarily left.

She had been in a very good mood all day, and she said to herself silently, "When Albert agrees to

write and compose for me, let's see how Camille can compete with me, huh?

Time flies, and most of the day passes by in a flash.

Camille sent an early message to Ayan: "Don't come to pick me up from work later, I'll take a taxi home

by myself now."

He didn't answer, so Camille thought he was probably busy and packed up and left the office.

She came out of the office and stood at the curb ready to take a taxi, she was looking down at her

phone when suddenly a black car stopped in front of her, the passenger window followed and lowered,

she cocked her head and looked over, the man's familiar face made her freeze.

"Why are you here? Didn't I send you a message and you didn't see it? It's still so early, I can take a

taxi back by myself."

The man looked at her nicely: "You can't stop here for long, get in first."

Camille turns off the taxi app and pulls open the door to get in. She buckles her seat belt and the car

starts slowly.

The man's voice sounded again: "Not specially come to pick you up, I also did not know that you have

to miss work so early to leave work, just happened to be in the vicinity of some things along the way."

He seemed sour.

Camille pursed her lips and said, "Ayan , I'm also the boss, so it doesn't count as absenteeism,

although it's not as big as the Simpson Group, but I do get to make the call on my commute to work."

"Well, got it Ms. Armstrong."

He said seriously, his voice and low, into the ears are felt with a touch of tingling.

Camille's mouth was slightly curved, and her cheeks were slightly red, and she subconsciously turned

her head to look out the window and refused to let him see her expression at the moment.

After returning to Hanyama Manson, Camille went to take a shower and then sat down at the dresser to

get ready for a quick tidy up.

Because of her pregnancy, she's basically been wearing a plain face lately. Ayan is used to it and

thinks she looks better with a plain face than with makeup, so when she saw her holding an eyeliner

pencil and preparing to draw eyeliner, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Without stopping, Camille replied as she drew: "Eyeliner."

Ayan frowned, his indifferent eyes sweeping over her before saying, "Camille, you're just picking up a

friend at the airport, do you have to put on makeup?"

"This is the most basic quality of treating a friend, after all, it's been a long time since we've seen each

other, and it would be rude to puff up your hair."

"Didn't you say you guys are close? Since you are good friends you would care about these superficial

things?"

"Ayan , I was simply tidying up out of courtesy, how did it change the taste in your mouth?"

Camille felt very helpless, she did not have a particularly sophisticated dress, just a light makeup, how

come he misinterpreted it as a good friend or not?

But thankfully Ayan didn't say anything after that, Camille finished her makeup and went to the

checkroom to pick out her clothes. She wore a light-colored dress that was loose enough to cover

certain areas, a long trench coat in the same color, and flat shoes underneath.

The last to apply an orange lipstick, five exquisite and bright features forced, even in the crowd can be

picked out at a glance stunning.

With a light smile of satisfaction, she grabbed her bag and prepared to go out, "Ayan , I'm going out

then?"

Ayan didn't say anything, she pursed her lips and prepared to walk out, then she heard the man behind

her say, "Wait, you come here for a moment."

Camille didn't know what to expect, but did it anyway.

She just walked up to Ayan and was pulled directly into his warm arms without any mental preparation.

He lifted her chin, his handsome, compelling face pressed down and kissed her heavily on the lips.