Triplets’ Mighty Mom

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Chapter 193 Someone Is Bullying Your Mommy

Silas said, “Was the food I made not delicious?” 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, “There’s no use even if it’s delicious!”

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, “Why don’t you need it if it tastes delicious?” Camila looked at the smile at the corner of his

mouth and became exasperated. “Silas, do I have to spell it out for you? Wasn’t my rejection crystal

clear enough?” Silas leaned close to her, his voice carrying a hint of slyness in it. “I’ve also said that

you can’t run away from me!” Camila was speechless. “W-Why are you such a rascal? What is it

exactly that you want to talk to South about?” Instead of answering him, he asked, “Do you not want

me to stay for breakfast anymore?” With that, he took the rice cooker from her hand. As he grabbed the

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bag of rice, he directly put a big spoonful of rice into the cooker. “What kind of porridge do you want?

Vegetable porridge? Or plain porridge?” Camila thus replied instinctively, “Plain porridge.” She didn’t

like to put random ingredients inside the porridge. No, that’s not right. That isn’t 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. “I’ll leave the rest to you. I’m waiting to eat the dishes you

make.” 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?” Without giving any answer, Kate launched herself into Camila’s arms. “Camila, 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. “There,

there. Don’t be sad. Come in first.” When Kate saw Silas, she pretended to be surprised and

exclaimed, “Mr. Nolan, y-you

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two…” Extending her arm, Camila patted Kate gently. “What do you mean by ‘you two’? Mr. Nolan just

came over. He’s here to talk to South.” Kate pretended to smile embarrassedly. Seeing that Kate had

arrived and had managed to cook up an excuse to allay Camila’s suspicions, Silas was relieved. He

spoke up, “Stay here with your friend. I’m going to wake South up!”

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, Silas’s 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! “South…”

He pushed the boy with his big palm. “Get up. Someone is bullying your mommy!”

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