Chapter 193 Someone Is Bullying Your Mommy
Silas said, âWas the food I made not delicious?â Camila really didn't want to lie and say that it wasn't
delicious, so all'she could do was glare at him and said fiercely, âThere's no use even if it's delicious!â
Isn't this man going a little too overboard? I've just gone to his house for a meal yesterday, and now
he's arranging dinners for me every day from now on! Anyone would think we're a couple.
Chuckling, Silas said, âWhy don't 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? Wasn't my
rejection crystal clear enough?â Silas leaned close to her, his voice carrying a hint of slyness in it.
âI've also said that you can't 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 didn't like to put random ingredients inside the porridge. No,
that's not right. That isnât the problem at all. Didn't I intend to drive him away just now?
Frustrated, She wrinkled her brows. How did it end up like this? The corners of Silas's 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 kitten's paws. Silas put the washed rice into the rice cooker, then pressed the
porridge button and turned to look at her. âI'll leave the rest to you. I'm 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 couldn't 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
"Why are you here too?â Without giving any answer, Kate launched herself into Camilaâs arms.
âCamila, I'm so sad. I didn't sleep at all last night. Please accompany me today!" Hearing this,
Camila's doubts suddenly vanished. She thought that Kate was probably still upset about
yesterday's events. âThere, there. Don't be sad. Come in first.â When Kate saw Silas, she pretended
to be surprised and exclaimed, âMr. Nolan, y-you
two...â Extending her arm, Camila patted Kate gently. âWhat do you mean by âyou twoâ? Mr. Nolan
just came over. He's 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. I'm going to wake South up!â
Camila nodded. This arrangement would also save them some embarrassment.
When Silas entered South's 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
boy's eyes. He couldn't 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! âSouth...â
He pushed the boy with his big palm. âGet up. Someone is bullying your mommy!"