Chapter 112: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 112

Chapter 112 The Best Way to Her Heart

Silas took a deep breath. He was surprised by the fact that he actually asked that unreliable man for

advice on pursuing Camila when he used to be extremely scornful toward the latter's opinions on

the matter. “Alright, I don't think your methods would be helpful for me.” More importantly, the

relationship between her and him weren't at a stage where they could do much. She calls me Mr.

Nolan all the time. How am I supposed to become intimate with her? That night, Camila’s phone

rang just as she entered the house after picking her son up. She answered the call and was surprised

to learn that it was Silas on the other end. “Mr. Nolan.” The man’s clear voice came from the other

end of the call. “Are you home?” “Yes,” she said after a short pause of confusion. ” “Come on up!” he

said, making his orders concise. She didn’t seem to understand him. “What?” His chuckle was heard

through the call as he seemed to have achieved his intentions of surprising her. “One floor above

your house.” She thought about the words that the mover had said back then. So, it was Silas

indeed. “So, it really is you. Why did you move here?” “You knew about it?” “I bumped into the

workers from the moving company yesterday and they said that the owner's last name is Nolan.”

“Well, I thought I'd be giving you guys a surprise. Come on up and I'll buy you dinner,” he said with

a smile. She thought for a moment before she agreed. “Alright.”

South had just placed his schoolbag in his study room when he faintly heard his mother calling out

for a “Mr. Nolan’. Filled with curiosity, he stepped out and asked, “Who was that, Mommy?” “Uncle

Silas wants to treat us to dinner.” “Where?”

Camila laughed as she pointed a finger toward the ceiling. The young boy was extremely elated.

“Let's hurry up then!” he said as he picked up his laptop and prepared to walk out. She pulled on

him and reminded, “Remember not to say anything that you aren't supposed to say once we're

there.” “I got it, Mommy.” South then tugged his mother’s arm as he said, “Hurry up, let's go!"

Camila had expected a large crowd of people to be there since it was Silas’s housewarming. She

even thought that Landon might be there, at the very least, but she realized it was only her and her

son once he opened his house door, making her feel a little awkward. I knew that we shouldn't have

been too excited to come. This little brat was the one who kept rushing me! “Do take a seat; I'm

almost done.” Silas entered the kitchen and brought some dishes out. She was surprised to see the

layout of her house being replicated in his house, making her feel almost as if she was in her own

home. However, she knew that she wasn't when she saw him hustling around. She carefully walked

over to him and questioned, “Are the others... not here yet?” “There isn't anyone else,” he explained

as he looked up after he placed the dishes on the table. Her lips twitched a little. Does that mean he

only asked the two of us to swing by? “Should we ask Landon to join us?” Silas paused for a

moment before he calmly replied, “I asked him, but he had something else to do.” She mumbled

something in response while being in a daze as she felt a sense of relief filling her chest. I was

merely overthinking it then. He did ask other people to join, but they simply couldn't make it as they

were busy. Why was I thinking so much about it? “Sit down.” Silas said as he watched Camila

standing motionlessly. She nodded and anxiously sat down. She was surprised to see the tasty-

looking dishes on the table and asked, “Did you... make all of these?” “I haven't cooked in a while,

so I don't know how it tastes,” he said with a nod. Her eyes were then filled with admiration. “You

can even cook?” She was especially impressed by men who could cook, possibly because she

couldn't do it herself. Silas secretly praised his smart decisions once he saw the astonishment on her

face. He had thought of asking someone else to prepare the food, but he later decided to cook the

dishes himself since it was the first time that he was asking his future wife and his son over for

dinner. Didn't someone say that the best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? It seemed

like the same was true for women.