Chapter 189 Camila, What Are You Afraid of?
After that, he left the dining room and started playing with his tablet on the sofa in the living room. Silas lowered his eyes and smiled to himself. My brat of a son is really thoughtful! Camila opened her mouth to tell South to play his games in the dining room. Hey, don’t let me sit here all alone with this man! This is really awkward. However, that little brat scurried away quickly as if he was afraid that she would stop him.
Without saying anything, Silas gave her some time to adapt to the situation. Then, he put another shrimp on Camila’s plate. Camila thanked him. “I can peel them myself.” With a scorching gaze, Silas looked at her and said, “It’s not the first time we’re meeting each other. Why are you so polite? Just make yourself at home here. There’s no need to be so formal.” I do want to be less formal. However, I don’t know why but I’m suddenly a little afraid of him! Seeing that she was silent, Silas asked, “Did my confession that day bother you?” Camila raised her eyes and looked at him. Although she didn’t speak, the expression in her eyes clearly said yes. Lifting the corners of his lips, Silas looked at her with a hint of charm. “If I’ve affected your mood, then I guess you’re not as indifferent as you seem?” Annoyed, Camila glared at him. “You’re talking nonsense!”
Gazing intently at her, Silas didn’t say anything else. A wicked smile played at the corner of his mouth. Like a hunting leopard, he dominated her with that faint aura of his. Regardless of whether she was flustered or calm, he remained as still as a stone.
Camila realized that she had lost her composure. Why was I so flustered? It’s obvious that this man just wants to see me making a fool out of myself. If I get upset, doesn’t that indirectly justify what he said to be true?
I’m really not qualified to teach Kate how to deal with relationships. Look at me failing so badly!
Silas was a little surprised. “Isn’t George a TCM doctor?”
“Yeah, but he also has a diamond business that he started with his friends,” Camila said.
Silas nodded in understanding. No wonder he was so generous. After dinner, Camila offered to clean up. It won’t be appropriate to eat his food and let him clean it up himself, right? “Leave them. Someone will come to clean up tomorrow.” “It’s okay. I can’t cook, but I can clean,” Camila said. With that, she got up and went to the kitchen to clean up. As Silas looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, he felt warmth in an instant. “You also make delicious food.” Camila chuckled. “Silas, are you even listening to yourself?” “I’m being serious,” Silas said. “Are you sure the stuff I prepared is delicious? I dare not say so.” Camila then added with a laugh, “When I was living with Katie, whenever I made something, I would always say ‘Oh, this isn’t that bad. It’s edible!”
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