My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

He said, "Camille , you are so hypocritical, claiming to be just a friend, so tell me what you mean now?"

"Everyone becomes."

She wasn't afraid that Ayan would get the wrong idea.

But her words completely enraged Ayan, the hand that clasped her jaw became harder and harder, and he could just crush it if he wanted to. Camille held back, the coldness in her eyes displeasing Ayan, who was then thrown hard onto the bed, and the next moment he was on top of her.

The man's handsome face was gloomy to the extreme, his eyes were flooded with cold ice, his voice was low and mute: "Camille, you are now wearing the identity of my wife but you are thinking of another man in your heart, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?" Camille put her hands on her abdomen, forming a posture of refusal to get close to Ayan, which made his face look even worse.

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Ayan , I was just telling the truth, why do I have to react so much?"

“Truth? So you're trying to tell me that you're in love with Preston?" He laughed coldly and his words were net indifferent mockery.

Camille was silent.

"Answer me, Camille , are you in love with him?"

He continued to press the issue, his eyes wrapped in coldness.

"If you say yes, then yes, consider me ....... Well ......."

He did not give her the opportunity to finish directly blocking her lips, the action is not the slightest bit of gentleness to speak of, as if to intensify with a heavy punishment so that she only feel very painful. Camille struggles, but the more she does, the more Ayan wants.

But in just half a minute, she was a mess, her hands slapping his shoulders hard, even a few times were about to fling him in the face, but to no avail.

"Ayan , you let go of me, you go away!"

She almost screamed, shaking almost incoherently.

She is full of thoughts that she can't let him get his way at this time, because the baby in her belly has not yet passed the dangerous period, and he is completely with the intention of punishing her at this moment, she simply does not dare to imagine how the consequences will be?

But no matter what she does, she is simply no match for a man.

"Ayan , you bastard, I hate you!"

She did not know how long she cursed, only know that to the most voice are mute voice can not pronounce any syllables.

The weather in Hance City is unpredictable. It started raining heavily at some point, and the lightning and thunder outside did not stop, like the background of a nightmare.

I don't know how long it took for everything to finally fall into place. Camille felt uncomfortable all over.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts in every place.

Especially in the small of the back, it felt like it was being torn, and the pain kept increasing.

She used all her strength to get up from the bed, then walked to the bathroom and stood under the shower and let the warm water pour down from her head.

A few minutes later, she was about to get dressed when she saw bright red, blinding blood flowing down her leg, the feeling of it gushing out strongly like a physiological period, causing her to immediately panic. With her eyes lost in thought and her mind blank, she exclaimed, "Ayan When he heard the shout, Ayan immediately walked into the bathroom and pushed the door open.

But the person in his arms was already unconscious, no matter how he shouted there was no response, his face gloomy, immediately pulled the towel wrapped around her body, and then carried her quickly to go outside.

"Prepare your car ...... Go to the hospital ...... Hurry ...."

The road flew and soon reached the hospital.

Camille was taken to the emergency room, and Ayan stood outside in a state of disarray, waiting.

He was still wearing home clothes, with faint bloodstains on his body, and his feet were only wearing home slippers, the whole person was judged to be handsome with the handsome and reserved handsomeness of the past.

In the resuscitation room, Camille was being put on oxygen and she was coming back to consciousness, she grabbed the doctor and said weakly, “I want Irene ......"

She insisted on getting Irene or not receiving treatment.

The doctor had no choice but to send the nurse to Irene.

Soon, Irene entered the resuscitation room and saw Camille, her eyes full of shock, Camille grabbed her hand and said, “Irene, help me, you must help me protect the baby, you must ......"

"Don't worry, trust the doctor, it will be fine, you can't get excited, cooperate well?"

Irene held her hand, calmed her down, and then rushed to explain her condition to the resuscitation doctor, who then instructed her not to tell anyone but the patient that she was pregnant.

Irene came out of the resuscitation room only after she was done. She recognized Ayan, and likewise, Ayan knew her.

Seeing Irene, Ayan immediately asked, "How's Camille?"

Irene said lightly, “It's not looking good, Mr. Simpson, if you can't love her then let her go and end the marriage, okay?"

Ayan's face was full of coldness without any response, and Irene just gave him a faint look and left.

Camille woke up again and was pushed back to the ward, the smell of sterile water filled her nose, the white ceiling was in her eyes, her mind gradually slowed down and immediately reached out to put her hand on her abdomen, and her whole body subconsciously wanted to sit up. "What are you doing? The doctor said you want me to pass rest and not move around now, lie still, huh?"

Ayan was at the bedside, one hand on her shoulder to keep her from getting up.

"I need to find a doctor.”

She was overly emotional and insistent in her attitude.

"The doctor said you're fine and need to get some rest now."

He thought she was worried about her health, so he explained lightly. But Camille wouldn't listen and kept asking to see the doctor, saying, "Get out of the way, I want a doctor.”

She shrugged off Ayan and wouldn't let him touch her.

Looking at her so stubborn, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were flooded with indifference, but finally nothing was said, and he could only call the doctor over.

Camille looked serious and was about to say something, but because Ayan was there, she could only suppress the urgent question she wanted to ask and said in a light voice, "Doctor, am I really okay?"

“It's okay, don't worry, Irene has told us all about your situation, everything is fine, you can be discharged now after lying down for two days to recuperate and everything is stable.”

The doctor, who had been specially instructed by Irene, understood the implication of her words and gave Camille a wink in order to put her mind at ease.

Camille's heart dropped.

She lay back down, but did not want to pay attention to Ayan, hands over her abdomen, her heart silently chanted again and again: "Baby, thank you, thank you for not abandoning mommy and leaving, thank you for being strong, don't worry, mommy will protect you and will not let you get hurt.”

Tossed most of the night, at the moment it is almost dawn, she did not sleep well, a moment to wake up a moment to sleep, and repeatedly. At 8:00 a.m., she was woken up by Ayan: "Eat something before you go to sleep, the doctor said you're weak and can't go without food, huh?"

Camille opens her eyes, eyes cold, not looking at him.

Ayan said again, "Last night ......."

"You don't have to keep an eye on me here, I want to rest after breakfast so you can go away?"

She interrupted her directly, not wanting to hear any words related to last night.