Chapter 133: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 133

Chapter 133 It Wasn't an Accident

A while later, a nurse came in and pulled out the pinhead for Camila. Camila flashed a smile and

thanked her. The nurse exhorted, “Try to stay idle all the time. If you feel uncomfortable, close your

eyes and take a rest. It's best to tell your boyfriend to get you some food to eat before sleeping.”

Camila was startled. Boyfriend? She hurriedly explained, “He's not-" Silas interrupted, “Alright. Is

there anything she can't eat?” The nurse answered, “Eat as much light food as possible and avoid

anything spicy.” Silas nodded. “Alright.” After the nurse left, Camila wanted to explain what just

happened. Seeing that Silas was acting normally, she decided to keep her mouth shut, for it would

be weird if she

suddenly tried to explain herself. Meanwhile, Silas was overjoyed and praised that the nurse was

insightful. He wouldn't even give Camila a chance to speak as he took out his phone and made a

call.

“Buy some light food. Err... Just buy a bit of everything!” ; Camila wondered what the person at the

other end of the line had said that offended Silas as he became irritated. After the call ended, he

came back, and his voice turned gentle in an instant. “Wait for a while. The food will arrive shortly.

Close your eyes and take a rest.” He sounded like he was coaxing a child. Not knowing what to say,

Camila decided to keep her mouth shut and closed her eyes. Silas couldn't help grinning. Looking at

her moving eyes underneath her eyelids, he said, “I'm investigating the car crash. Don't worry about

it.” Camila opened her eyes again. “Wasn't it an accident?” — Silas answered expressionlessly, “It

appears to be an accident.”

But it's not. Camila helped him finish his words in her heart. Silas continued, “The driver was drunk

driving and ran the red light. Fortunately, only the latter half of your car was hit, which caused you

to suffer from a concussion.” At that moment, he took a deep breath and appeared to be reeling

from shock when recounting the story. Camila thought to herself that her reflexive move had saved

herself. If she never

stepped on the gas, she would have been killed by the fast-moving truck. Who was it that wanted

her dead? The conversation came to an abrupt stop as the atmosphere fell into silence. A while

later, Camila said, “Err... Mr. Nolan, is my phone with you?”

Silas understood that she was feeling uneasy and wanted to get her phone back to make a call.

However, he was worried about her and wanted to stay here to keep her company

Staring at her, he persuaded gently, “The doctor said that you'd have to stay in the hospital for one

week. It's late now, so please don't bother your best friend. I'll tell her to come over tomorrow.”

Camila didn't want to bother her best friend at this time either, but she felt nervous with him

around. Knock, knock, knock... Someone knocked on the door thrice. Silas rose from the chair and

opened the door. Xavier had arrived with the food and greeted, “President Nolan, Miss Brooklyn.”

Silas pointed at the bedside table and said, “Put down the food there.”

Xavier nodded in agreement and put down the food. “President Nolan, I'll take my leave now.” After

he left, the ward fell into silence again. Silas gazed at her and inquired, “Should I place a pillow

behind your head and feed you the food?”

Camila flushed in an instant upon hearing that. What kind of question is that? I don't need your

help! “I'll eat on my own.”

Silas walked over and adjusted the bed. Trying not to make her feel uncomfortable, he lifted her

head a little and placed a pillow behind her head.

Camila wanted to sit up on her own, but she felt dizzy immediately and wanted to vomit.

Therefore, she could only glower at him when he wasn't aware because he didn't return her phone

to her. It would be much easier if Kate is here. I will just let her feed me.