Chapter 9 You can't be pregnant

When Camille returned home to Hanyama Mansion after not eating much all day, she had the housemaid cook some pasta for her dinner. The aroma of delicious food filled the air, but instead of feeling hungry at its smell like usual, she suddenly felt nauseous.

She thought maybe it was because she had starved herself for too long, but soon realized that something else must be causing this intense feeling inside of her body, which made it feel like all of her internal organs were being pulled out.

Camille rushed to the bathroom where she dry heaved until finally feeling comfortable again after some time passed by, standing straight up again, only then realizing there was someone else in room watching silently. Ayan!

"When did you come back?" She asked him in shock, since there hadn't been any sound indicating his presence earlier.

"What's wrong with you?" The man's face was emotionless, and his beady eyes were staring at her.

"It’s okay," replied Camilla calmly despite feeling panicked inside.

"Is it really okay though?" He persisted in asking.

"Yes," answered Camilla firmly.

A flash of heartbreak passed under her eyes, but it was quickly hidden tightly.

This was also naturally seen by Ayan, the pair of deep black eyes stared at her for a moment, as if to see her heart through.

After a long time, he said warmly, "Camille , you're not pregnant, are you?"

Camille's eyes trembled lightly and her heart ached as if something had clutched it. He dismissed the possibility of pregnancy without any hesitation.

She met his gaze without hiding or shifting, and smiled faintly under her eyes. "If I were really pregnant, would you let me keep the baby?"

"You can't be pregnant," he said with certainty in his tone and determination in his deep eyes.

His reaction pierced Camille's heart like an indelible pain. She knew that he never thought they would have a child together.

She hid her true feelings behind a smile and said calmly, "Since you know in your heart that I'm not pregnant, what are you suspecting? We always took precautions every time we were intimate. Have you forgotten about that?"

Apart from one drunken accident. He didn't even remember it afterwards, and she wouldn't mention it.

Camille remained composed throughout their conversation despite the man's apparent disbelief. His handsome face tensed up when he saw the mocking arc of her mouth emerge, but she didn't falter.

Ayan frowned slightly as emotions thickened under his gaze while they looked at each other for a moment before he asked indifferently: "If there's anything wrong with your health, why don't you see a doctor? I'll ask Kian to arrange an appointment for you."

Kian Reid was Ayan’s secretary.

"No need," Camille shook her head firmly. "I'll go by myself."

"Your body is yours alone," Ayan replied coldly as water without any gentleness on his noble face. "Don’t get into trouble over trivial things or else I’ll have to accompany you personally."

"Ayan," Camille retorted sharply this time around. “We’re getting divorced anyway so do I have to rely on your help all the time? Are Miss Khan’s feelings okay with this?”

This time Ayan didn’t say anything but instead deepened his gaze while remaining silent - leaving Camilla feeling uneasy about what was going through his mind at that moment..

Camille silently warned herself, "See? He has no feelings or fondness for you at all. You are nothing to him. All he cares about is Eileen." Ayan's speechlessness made her laugh at herself. The atmosphere quieted down, and after a while, Ayan asked with a slight frown, "Did you tell the Armstrongs about our divorce?"