Chapter 302 Torn Between Two Choices
âThanks for the breakfast!â Camila lifted up the plastic carrier bag that contained food and waved it
at the CCTV camera before walking into her unit.o Meanwhile, Silas was still holding his phone in his
hand with a bitter smile on his face. Never had he thought that one day, he would have to cook to
keep his girl. Looking at the spread of gourmet food served on the table which looked
mouthwatering and palatable, George had a feeling that it wasn't prepared by Kate. Ever since the
seed of doubt was planted in his mind, he couldn't help but associate everything he saw to Silas. But
still, he thought the food was unlikely to be prepared by him. Would the president of Nolan Group
cook for a woman and then send it to her in such a surreptitious manner? Noticing his distracted
look, Camila asked, âGeorge, what's the matter?â It was only then did he come back to reality.
âNothing. This braised fish tastes really good. Do tell Kate that I'd like to learn how to make it from
her some other time.â Food prepared by Kate and Silas certainly doesn't taste the same, Camila
thought. Although Kate was a great cook, Camila had taken a liking to Silas's food because she was
having it a lot recently. âWell, I'll tell her that next time.â After a short beat, she suggested, âGeorge,
why donât you stay for a few days more?â George looked up and stared straight at her all of a
sudden. Taken aback by his stare, Camila avoided his eyes instinctively. âWh-What's the problem?â
With a faint smile, George asked, âAre you asking me to leave?â Pretending to look surprised, Camila
tried to explain herself, âDidn't I ask you to stay for a few days more? I'm thinking of taking South
on a vacation during his holiday after I finish making the suit for Silas's grandfather.â Despite
knowing what she was trying to imply, George didn't expose her. âSure. I called the clinic yesterday
and I was told that our master has returned recently. So, I can really stay longer in the country!â The
corners of Camilaâs lips twitched slightly when she heard that. Damn it, did it mean George was
really going to stay for several days more? âWhat's the matter? You don't seem too happy to hear
that,â George queried. Hurriedly, Camila clarified, âO-Of course not! Why would I be upset when I
can't wait for you to stay longer?â
George said, âFeel free to arrange the trip any time because I'm always free.â Deep down inside,
Camila felt bitter to hear that. At first, she just wanted to ask obliquely when he intended to leave
but now, it seemed like he was not going to leave anytime soon. The point was, how was she
supposed to explain it to Silas, who had warned her before that he would come out of hiding if
George was still here after ten days?
What should she do when the ten daysâ time was up?
Would her place be turned into a battlefield between the two guys?
"Why did our Master decide to come back all of a sudden?â
Should she make a call to her master asking him to extend his trip in the worst case scenario? âNo
one knows what's in his mind. Perhaps he just decided to be back after losing interest in traveling
around,â George responded. Camila let out a lengthy sigh in her mind, lamenting that her master
had chosen a really bad time to be back. She then went on to spend the entire morning torn
between telling George the truth or trying to make Silas accept the situation. After some
contemplation, she still thought it more appropriate to sacrifice Silas because she could compensate
for what he suffered.
As for George, she really owed him too much favor, all of which she had no means to repay. The
most important point was that she dared not tell him the truth. Three days later, Camila finally
completed the suit for Silas's grandfather. For the entire morning, she had been thinking whether
she should call Silas. At last, she came to the conclusion that it was actually more than reasonable
for her to call him because it concerned the suit for his grandfather. Thinking that she might look
guilty if she made the call surreptitiously, she purposely dialed his number in George's presence.
In the meantime, she covertly checked on George's expression and it was only when she saw his
unstirred expression did she feel slightly more at ease.
Little did she know, just a second after she let down her guard, George spoke in the usual tone he
used when he gave her advice.