Chapter 367 Shopping Trip Silas turned around to look at Camila. âDo you want to sit here?â Looking confused, she asked, âSit where?â Silas pointed at the shopping cart. âSit here, and Iâll push you!â Camila was speechless upon hearing that. âDo you know this shopping cart is for who to sit in? Three-year-olds! Iâm 30! Are you kidding, asking me to sit there? Even my son doesnât sit there anymore!â
Silas smiled. âWell, you arenât technically 30 yet. Try it!â Camilaâs face was filled with rejection. âNo!â
Silas could only smile helplessly. What can I do? I just want to dote on her as if sheâs my daughter.
However, this daughterâ of mine is indeed too big to sit in the shopping cart. In the end, he could only hold her hand as they went to the vegetables section. They first bought some chives, prawns, and then some flour.
Seeing that Silas was really going to buy two bags of flour, Camila quickly said, âLetâs get one bag first.
We canât carry too much of this. After we use them up, weâll come and buy again.â Silas asked, âWhat if you want to have some dumplings at my place?â Camila replied, âYou can take some flour from me.
Since I donât know how to make them, I can supply the raw materials.â Silas asked, âYou are planning to calculate everything with me so clearly?â âBefore we get married, I donât want to owe you.â âSo, are you hinting for me to propose to you?â âDonât you think that you have some problems with comprehending what others say?â Silas glared at her. âDonât force me to propose to you.â Camila went silent upon hearing that. She had no idea that this could be a threat. However, she knew that Silas could totally do this. If he really proposed, she could only agree to avoid hurting him. However, she wouldnât want to progress so quickly as she actually warmed up to people slowly.
Seeing that Camila looked rather gloomy, Silas wrapped his arms around her shoulders. âLet me sleep on your couch tomorrow.â
Camila rejected him. âNo!â
Silasâs smile resembled a sly wolfâs. âItâs so convenient to stay at your place-I can cook whatever you want to eat, and we can develop our feelings for each other more. Itâs killing two birds with a stone!â
Camila glared at him. âDonât force me to change the lock!â Silas pouted. âYou really donât give me any chances, do you?â Camila retorted, âThere are a lot of chances out there. You can pick whatever you like!â
While flirting with each other, they walked to the condiments area. Not far away from them was the woman they saw earlier who was pushing the little girl. However, another woman, who had thick makeup on, stood beside them right now, with her arms crossed in front of her chest as she looked arrogant. âAre you Yvonne Jensen?â Yvonne raised her head in surprise. âYes. And you are?â
The other woman replied haughtily, âYou donât have to care about who I am. Youâre James Jensenâs wife, arenât you? Just tell me directly-what do you want to divorce him?â
Yvonne frowned slightly. âYouâre Joey Tucker?â Joey lifted her chin slightly. âYes! You know, itâs not that I want to criticize you, but your man doesnât come home every night, yet you still stay loyal to this dying marriage that only serves the appearance-whatâs the point? Now, you guys could still break up peacefully, and you could get half his assets. When your husbandâs patience runs out, you canât get anything anymore.â Camila and Silas exchanged glances. What is happening here? The mistress came to the wife to force her to divorce her husband? Are the mistresses nowadays so fierce and ridiculous?
Both of them didnât leave. Instead, they observed this drama from afar.
In fact, many onlookers had gathered here, but they just wanted to watch how the scenario would unfold.
Even though the mistressâ attitude was infuriating, since they were not sure what the entire situation was, they wanted to hear more from the pair. Yvonne merely laughed gently. âI wonât divorce him!â Joeyâs face darkened immediately. âThereâs no love between you guys anymore. Why do you still want to stay with him?â Yvonne looked at Joey seriously. âIf I were alone, I wouldnât have wanted this man anymore. But I have a child, so I canât leave my child fatherless.â With that, she pushed the cart to leave.