My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 108 Or we should leave it

She frowned slightly, "What can I do at the hospital? I'm just not feeling well and came to take a look."

"Just plain uncomfortable?"

"What else do you think I'm doing it because of?" Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Carter gave her a look and said in a wave, "Camille, is it pregnancy?"

Camille's eyes stuttered slightly, a hint of stunned panic crossing the depths of her eyes, but inwardly

she was apprehensive.

She met his gaze with feigned composure and said in a very light tone, "I don't know where you heard

that, but I'm not pregnant."

Carter was silent for a few seconds, his tone still the same: "Is it true that you're not pregnant or that

you're pregnant and don't want it?"

If she had just wondered if Carter knew about her pregnancy, she was now absolutely certain that he

did not.

Camille kept her composure and said in a low voice, "Carter, I told you I'm not pregnant, is it true that

after you want a baby I come to the hospital all pregnant? I just came over for a visit when I was not

feeling well during my physiological period, and the doctor said I needed to be adjusted."

"Yeah?"

"If you don't believe me there's nothing I can do."

"Since you said no, let me accompany you for another examination."

His deep eyes were fixed on her, and his words were not the slightest bit negotiable, but were directly

informing her.

Camille said lightly, "Is it possible that if I don't check you suspect I'm pregnant and want to have the

baby behind your back?"

He did not move his eyebrows, just remained looking at her.

A distinguishable expression surfaced on that handsome face, and his voice was low and dull:

"Camille, you're reacting very strongly, and you're nervous that I'll force you to get tested?"

"What do I have to be nervous about?"

"Then let's go."

It is difficult to change what he has decided.

Camille pursed her lips and did not continue to refuse, if she kept insisting that she was not willing to

cooperate instead of making Carter suspicious, so she lifted her feet and was ready to follow him to do

the examination.

At that moment, Irene trotted all the way over, "Where are you going?"

Irene was out of breath and Camille was slightly relieved to see her, then responded lightly, "Carter

thinks I'm pregnant, so he's taking me for a checkup."

Irene glanced at Carter and smiled, "Mr. Simpson , is that how much you want Cami to have a baby?"

She directly handed over the examination report in her hand and continued, "This is the result of

Camille's examination today, I just brought it down by the way when I handed over the shift, Camille's

physiological disorder needs to be properly adjusted for a period of time, usually also need to maintain

a happy mood, not always sulking."

Carter did not reach out to take the test results, but just lowered his eyes and swept them lightly, the

name on them was indeed Camille, and the time was almost an hour ago.

So Camille is indeed not pregnant.

A fleshly sense of loss took over his eyes and his voice trailed off, "Camille, is this result true?"

Camille met his eyes without any avoidance: "Or else I could have faked it? Rex was here watching me

before you came, and Irene was already on shift before Rex came, so it's not like I told Irene in

advance to make a fake test result to show you?"

She deliberately added the word "stare" and analyzed it methodically, without finding any loopholes.

Carter looked at her with a puzzled expression, he had to believe that he was indeed not pregnant, but

simply unwell.

When he received the phone call from Rex, he had already thought of all the possibilities to negotiate

with Camille, as long as she kept the baby, everything else was in line with her.

But now it turns out that everything is just a misunderstanding, his heart flowing through a deep loss,

but finally still not slow to speak: "not pregnant, not pregnant, anyway, we have only decided to have a

child not long ago."

Camille frowned and then lost her smile, "Carter, your decision will be carried out without my nod,

right?"

Looking at his reaction, it's hard for Camille not to think he really likes kids.

She even thought about telling him that the baby was already there, and how would he react?

But the thought had only just popped up before she was immediately put off.

She murmured in the back of her mind, "Probably the biggest reaction he'll get is that he can give

Eileen a baby?"

So she won't tell him.

Carter stared at her for half a second, then just about to respond to her when the phone rang first.

He subconsciously pressed reject after looking at the caller alert, and Camille could guess from his

actions who the call might be from?

So she spoke lightly, "Irene and I have an appointment to hang out, so if there's nothing else, we'll go

first."

Carter immediately said, "When are you moving back in?"

Camille frowned, "I'm not going to move back for a while."

Carter Ni looked at her and was about to speak when his phone rang again, he frowned slightly, then

tapped to connect, "Something?"

Camille swept him away, then lifted her foot and intended to walk away when Carter grabbed her wrist

to stop her.

The woman on the other end of the line whispered, "Carter, are you free now? Can you accompany me

to the psychiatrist? I have an appointment with a psychiatrist, but I've been there once on my own and

I'm a little scared ......."

"I'll have Kian go with you."

"Carter, I want you to come with me, with you with me, I think I will have the courage and motivation to

remember those things a year ago, otherwise I'm really afraid I can't hold on."

Carter's face got lower and lower: "I know."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

The call ended, Carter put the phone away, then looked at Camille and said, "It's Eileen calling, she

wants me to go with her to the psychiatrist's side, she's had a lot of heartburn from something that

happened a year ago, so ......"

"Carter, you don't have to explain these things to me, between you and Eileen is between you and us

has nothing to do with each other, isn't that what you said?"

Camille finished and tried to pull his hand away, but his grip was heavy and tight without the slightest

intention of letting go.

Camille frowned and whispered, "You're hurting me."

Carter then snapped back to his senses, then subconsciously let go of his hand.

Looking at her slightly red wrists, his eyes sank slightly and his voice trailed off, "So you don't care no

matter what happens with Eileen and me?"

"Does it matter to you in not caring?" She asked with a soft smile, indifference spilling over her brow.

The atmosphere between the two people is becoming more and more serious, Irene saw that if we

continue to talk about it, we will probably be in the news again, and then hurriedly said: "Mr. Simpson,

Cami, you all say one less sentence, this is a private matter between you and the couple, or better to

talk in private, here in the many people heard is not good."

Carter sunken face, cold profile full of coolness, he indifferent Ni Camille, tone of voice is unclear:

"because of the matter of children you think we need to calm between each other to move out, now as

a wife to the husband's things all indifferent do not care, then what next, Camille, what are you going to

do next? What's next?"

"Is it true that you can say yes to anything I want to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Carter, I do not mean anything, I just think this way you are not tired? You do not miss Eileen, as long

as she has any need you will be the first time to her side, and the other side because of the worry that I

am pregnant do not go out of your way to come over during working hours to prevent, Carter, or we

should leave it?"