Chapter 193 Someone Is Bullying Your Mommy
Silas said, âWas the food I made not delicious?â Camila really didnât want to lie and say that it wasnât delicious, so allâshe could do was glare at him and said fiercely, âThereâs no use even if itâs delicious!â
Isnât this man going a little too overboard? Iâve just gone to his house for a meal yesterday, and now heâs arranging dinners for me every day from now on! Anyone would think weâre a couple. Chuckling, Silas said, âWhy donât you need it if it tastes delicious?â Camila looked at the smile at the corner of his mouth and became exasperated. âSilas, do I have to spell it out for you? Wasnât my rejection crystal clear enough?â Silas leaned close to her, his voice carrying a hint of slyness in it. âIâve also said that you canât run away from me!â Camila was speechless. âW-Why are you such a rascal? What is it exactly that you want to talk to South about?â Instead of answering him, he asked, âDo you not want me to stay for breakfast anymore?â With that, he took the rice cooker from her hand. As he grabbed the bag of rice, he directly put a big spoonful of rice into the cooker. âWhat kind of porridge do you want? Vegetable porridge? Or plain porridge?â Camila thus replied instinctively, âPlain porridge.â She didnât like to put random ingredients inside the porridge. No, thatâs not right. That isnât the problem at all. Didnât I intend to drive him away just now?
Frustrated, She wrinkled her brows. How did it end up like this? The corners of Silasâs lips curved up.
Looking at her dazed expression, he thought she was simply adorable. His heart felt fuzzy as if it was being kneaded by a kittenâs paws. Silas put the washed rice into the rice cooker, then pressed the porridge button and turned to look at her. âIâll leave the rest to you. Iâm waiting to eat the dishes you make.â There was a kind of sensuality in his voice. Camila drew in a sharp breath subconsciously. A line she had read before inexplicably
popped out of her mind: One is helpless when it comes to oneself. Was she always such a good-
tempered person?
Of course not!
Could she not drive him out?
Of course, she could!
But what was the reason for her to indulge him again and again? It was because she knew very clearly that he was good to her. He was so good to her that she couldnât resist it!
Ding Dong The doorbell rang again. Camila was surprised. What is happening today?. . Why are so many people here? After she opened the door and saw Kate, her heart was gripped by suspicion. âWhy are you here too?â Without giving any answer, Kate launched herself into Camilaâs arms. âCamila, Iâm so sad. I didnât sleep at all last night. Please accompany me today!â Hearing this, Camilaâs doubts suddenly vanished. She thought that Kate was probably still upset about yesterdayâs events. âThere, there. Donât be sad. Come in first.â When Kate saw Silas, she pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, âMr. Nolan, y-you
twoâ¦â Extending her arm, Camila patted Kate gently. âWhat do you mean by âyou twoâ? Mr. Nolan just came over. Heâs here to talk to South.â Kate pretended to smile embarrassedly. Seeing that Kate had arrived and had managed to cook up an excuse to allay Camilaâs suspicions, Silas was relieved. He spoke up, âStay here with your friend. Iâm going to wake South up!â
Camila nodded. This arrangement would also save them some embarrassment.
When Silas entered Southâs room, the boy was still fast asleep. He only had his briefs on while lying on his back with all four limbs splayed out across the bed in the most appalling manner!
In an instant, Silasâs heart became unusually soft at the sight. It was different from the soft sensation when he saw Camila. This feeling was more of a fatherly nature, like how fathers adored their sons. Silas still remembered that when he saw South for the first time, he was shocked by the look in the boyâs eyes.
He couldnât figure out how a child around the age of six or
seven could display such calmness and could look back at him without fear. Later, he realized that it was a look of self-confidence and absolute confidence! âSouthâ¦â
He pushed the boy with his big palm. âGet up. Someone is bullying your mommy!â