Chapter 304: Triplet’s Mighty Mom Chapter 304

Chapter 304 Are You Trying to Murder Your Girlfriend?

Camila nodded at him. “Yes, it's done. Let's bring it to your grandfather and let him try it on.”

George suggested, “Camila, why don't you invite Mr. Nolan in for a cup of tea?”

Despite feeling horrified by his suggestion, Camila maintained a calm outlook and spoke politely,

“Mr. Nolan, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?” Although she was talking in a polite and

formal tone, she was staring at him with her eyes laden with imploration and ingratiation. Silas cast

a glimpse at George and tried his best to suppress the fury in him before he responded in a

businesslike tone, “I'll pass as I'll be busy in the afternoon. So, let's go now so we can get it over

with earlier.” With a look of gratification, Camila quickly replied, “Well, let's go now then.” With that,

she took the suit and said bye to George before heading out.

As soon as they were in his car, Silas's face fell immediately not because he was throwing a tantrum

at Camila.

It was because his mental preparation was reduced to nothing the moment he witnessed Camila

and George together with his own eyes. Despite having spent three days convincing himself to stay

calm when he saw them, it took George only less than three minutes to ruin his effort. He knew

there was nothing going on between them and Camila only saw him as her family.

In spite of that, he still couldn't stand them being so close with each other! “Silas, don't you get the

wrong idea from our conversation just now. A few days ago, I tried to ask George indirectly when he

was planning to leave but I think he could sense that I was trying to get rid of him. So, I had no

choice but to tell him that I was only asking because I would like to bring him around if he was

going to extend his stay. Please believe me and don’t read too much into this matter.” Silas nodded

and responded, “Yes, I understand.”. Are you still feeling grumpy although you understand the

situation? Well, I guess no one in your shoes would be happy. Tilting her head to one side, she put

on an adorable look and tried hard to please him because she knew she had been giving him a hard

time recently. Curling her small finger around his, she cajoled, “Don't be angry. I've always seen

George as my family member and I know my own feelings. So, please don't be jealous of him at this

time, alright? You just have to put up with him for a couple of days more until he leaves and by the

time it happens, I promise I'll make it up to you.”

Even though Silas didn't say a word, one could tell that he had relented from the way he relaxed his

tightly pursed lips. The mounting fury in him quickly dissipated like a deflated balloon. Indeed, he

adored being cajoled by Camila in this way because it was rare for her to speak in such a gentle

tone. Although her finger felt icy to his skin, the moment she touched him, he felt electricity

coursing through his entire body from her fingertip, setting them on fire. Well, he had to say he was

easy when it came to Camila. Without uttering a word, he reached out his hand to hold hers. Alex

was right-she chose to sacrifice him because she saw him as her close one and she had indeed

promised to make it up to him. But, what should he do if he wanted to be compensated now? The

moment he held her hand, Camila felt a lump in her throat all of a sudden knowing he relented not

because he was good-tempered, but simply because he cared too much about her to be mad at her

over the matter. She opened her hand fully and interlocked her fingers with his. Staring at her, Silas

turned the steering wheel and pulled up by the roadside. Gazing at him, Camila opened her arms

widely on her own initiative knowing what he was going to do next. Unable to stop himself from

breaking into a grin, Silas unfastened his seat belt and pulled her toward his arms. He then kept her

in his tight embrace without saying a word as if he was worried he might lose her any minute.

Patting his back gently, Camila grumbled, “Are you trying to murder your girlfriend?” It was only

then did Silas realize he had been squeezing her too hard. Immediately, he loosened his hold on her

and flashed her a foolish grin. Camila thought about the cocky man who sat arrogantly behind his

desk when they met several months ago and the man in front of her now, who was content with just

a hug. For a moment, she experienced mixed feelings noticing the stark contrast. Grabbing his

hands, she said solemnly, “My boyfriend, I know I've been giving you a hard time lately and it's my

fault. You can throw tantrums all you like and I promise ! won't be angry with you.”