Chapter 14 He is Not Available Because He is Taking a Shower
Camille said, "It's not impossible, we'd better be careful."
"Okay, I'll check it out."
Preston was a bit reticent.
But Camille didn't think much of it and thought he was tired, so she let him rest early and ended the conversation.
She closed the computer and picked up her phone to see the time. It was already ten o'clock. Ayan would probably not come back tonight.
Camille suddenly remembered his reminder that he said he wanted her to stay away from men until the divorce was finalized, so what about him?
Shouldn't they be treated equally?
She pursed her lips and dialed his cell phone directly.
The answer was quick, but the voice came from a soft woman: "Camille, this is Eileen. You want to reach to Ayan?"
Camille's face was stiff. He really loved Eileen, even personal items such as cell phones were also free for her to see.
She whispered through her clenched teeth, "Can you put him on the phone?"
"Sorry, he's not available right now, why don't you call back later?"
"It's okay, I can wait."
"Camille , I'm not keeping him from picking up, it's just that..."
"Just what's wrong?"
She pursued the question undeterred.
Eileen looked silently at the ward door that had just closed and Ayan went to talk to the doctor about her discharge and she didn't tell the truth: "It's just that Ayan is in the shower right now and I don't know how long he'll take, so..."
Camille's face was rigid, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
So they got to this point?
She sneered inwardly, "Camille, do you see now? He only asks you to keep your distance from men, but he himself has no self-control when it comes to Eileen."
She clutched her phone tightly, her voice indifferent: "Okay, I know, then I won't bother you."
After that, without waiting for Eileen's response, she quickly clicked on the hang up button. She was afraid that a second later those envious emotions would flow out.
She really saw thoroughly that the so-called difference between men and women was just a reminder for her not to do something that would discredit him, and as for her dignity, it didn't matter at all, and he never thought about whether she would be ridiculed.
Camille smiled coldly. If she was Eileen, Ayan must not be willing to do this, right?
But there are no ifs in this world.
In the ward, Eileen held Ayan's phone for a moment, then deleted the call and put it back.
The ward door also opened. The next moment, the long figure of the man slowly walked in. He noticed a little panic in Eileen's face. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Eileen shook her head and smiled, her eyes twinkling with starlight, "Ayan , what did the doctor say?"
"The main thing for you now is to recuperate well, you can be discharged in the next two days, and I will arrange a place for you to live."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want."
"Hmm."
His deep eyes swept to see the cell phone on the side counter, then reached out and picked it up and looked at it. There was no message, his eyes deepened, his voice lowered and he said, "It's late, you should rest, I'll go back first and come back to see you tomorrow."
Eileen hurriedly reached out and clutched the corner of the man's coat. She pursed her lips with some reluctance: "Ayan, I'm afraid of being alone, can I stay tonight?"
Ayan's face was expressionless and his dark eyes indifferent. He said, "Eileen, it's not convenient for me to stay here, I'm still married. It's not good for you if words spread out. I've notified the nurse to come over. She'll be here later. huh?"
Eileen was silent, and her face was overflowing with aggression. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she couldn't hold them back: "Ayan, can you really divorce Camille? I don't want to force you, but I don't know what's wrong. I just don't feel safe. I'm afraid you'll have feelings for the beautiful and vivid Camille, so ....."
Ayan frowned: "She and I will definitely divorce, just need a little more time on Grandpa's side, Eileen, have a good rest. As for the rest, I will take care of it."
"Then will you stay with me tonight?"