Chapter 187 Silas's Attentiveness
âI'm lucky! It doesn't matter if Mommy canât cook because we can just find a daddy who can cook in
the future!â
The words rendered Camila speechless. This little brat always liked to matchmake Silas with her. She
had no idea why he liked that man so much. It took twenty minutes for them to get dressed.
When the doorbell rang, Silas immediately got up to open the door. A slight smile appeared on the
corners of his lips as he said, âCome in.â As Camila walked in, she said politely,âI'm very sorry to
trouble you with dinner after you've been busy with my matters the entire day.â With a smile, Silasâ
replied, âIt's fine. It's my job to take care of you two.â Camila was dumbfounded. What did he mean
by that? Why does this man speak as if we have something to do with each other? Did I not
Only when she lowered her head to change out of her shoes did she realize that two pairs of brand-
new house slippers were laid out neatly on the floor. One of them was for ladies and the other pair
for children. Her heart suddenly softened at that. Since she knew how busy he was, she was even
more touched by his attentiveness. It had started today from the jacket he put over her to the
alcohol he drank on her behalf. When they came back, he allowed them to rest first before
preparing their dinner. Now he had even laid out house slippers for them so considerately. It was as
if he really regarded them as his family. He was so attentive despite his busy schedule. She had no
idea how much he cared about them, but it was clear that he cared! Suddenly, she had an impulsive
thought about how he would be a good candidate as a husband. After all, South liked him quite a
bit too. âDinner is ready. You may come in and eat!â Silas said. Following a nod, Camila changed into
the house slippers and went straight into the dining room. Eight dishes consisting of meat,
vegetables, fish and shrimp were neatly placed on the table. Just by looking at them caused her to
salivate. âTake a seat.â Silas pulled the chair out for her. Camila sat down in response, but she still
looked a little awkward. South treated Silas as his father and didn't need him to pull out a chair. He
climbed up
the chair, picked up the fork, and stared at the dishes on the table. For a moment, he hesitated for a
moment before moving his fork over to the mustard-glazed pork chops and stabbing at a piece.
âSouth!â
Exasperatedly, Camila called out to him. Since when has this kid become so rude?
South had already put a piece of the pork chops into his mouth. He asked with his mouth full,
âDidnât Uncle Silas say we can eat?â In an instant, Silas replied indulgently, âIt's okay, it's okay. Just
eat!â After that, he gazed at Camila with a disapproving look. âWhy do you need to be so formal in
my house?â Camila felt a little embarrassed. What's so special about his house?
This man is really...
"Are you still upset? Would you like to drink more alcohol?â Silas's lips curved up in a mocking
smile.
However, Camila shook her head. âOf course not. There are so many delicious dishes here!"
Then, Silas smiled and placed a bow! of soup in front of her. âThis is turmeric chicken soup. You
consume a lot of alcohol, so this is good for you as it has anti-inflammatory properties and will help
soothe your stomach.â Picking up the bowl, Camila thanked him and thought that, for a split
second, she didn't really know the man in front of her. He was still handsome, calm and self-
sufficient, yet she felt that he was a little more down to earth now. No! It was his tender side that
would only be revealed in front of her and her child. âTry it. How does it taste?â
As Silas spoke, he put on thin gloves and was preparing to peel the shrimps.
Camila lowered her head and took a sip. Her eyes lit up as she praised, âYeah, it's delicious!â
With light chuckles, Silas replied, âWell, drink more of it then. You had so much alcohol today.â
Camila nodded. After taking a few more sips, she realized that Silas's cooking was really delicious.