Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 133

Chapter 133 It Wasn’t an Accident
A while later, a nurse came in and pulled out the pinhead for Camila. Camila flashed a smile and thanked her. The nurse exhorted, “Try to stay idle all the time. If you feel uncomfortable, close your eyes and take a rest. It’s best to tell your boyfriend to get you some food to eat before sleeping.” Camila was startled. Boyfriend? She hurriedly explained, “He’s not-” Silas interrupted, “Alright. Is there anything she can’t eat?” The nurse answered, “Eat as much light food as possible and avoid anything spicy.” Silas nodded. “Alright.” After the nurse left, Camila wanted to explain what just happened. Seeing that Silas was acting normally, she decided to keep her mouth shut, for it would be weird if she
suddenly tried to explain herself. Meanwhile, Silas was overjoyed and praised that the nurse was insightful. He wouldn’t even give Camila a chance to speak as he took out his phone and made a call.
“Buy some light food. Err… Just buy a bit of everything!” ; Camila wondered what the person at the other end of the line had said that offended Silas as he became irritated. After the call ended, he came back, and his voice turned gentle in an instant. “Wait for a while. The food will arrive shortly. Close your eyes and take a rest.” He sounded like he was coaxing a child. Not knowing what to say, Camila decided to keep her mouth shut and closed her eyes. Silas couldn’t help grinning. Looking at her moving eyes underneath her eyelids, he said, “I’m investigating the car crash. Don’t worry about it.” Camila opened her eyes again. “Wasn’t it an accident?” – Silas answered expressionlessly, “It appears to be an accident.”

But it’s not. Camila helped him finish his words in her heart. Silas continued, “The driver was drunk driving and ran the red light. Fortunately, only the latter half of your car was hit, which caused you to suffer from a concussion.” At that moment, he took a deep breath and appeared to be reeling from shock when recounting the story. Camila thought to herself that her reflexive move had saved herself. If she never
stepped on the gas, she would have been killed by the fast-moving truck. Who was it that wanted her dead? The conversation came to an abrupt stop as the atmosphere fell into silence. A while later, Camila said, “Err… Mr. Nolan, is my phone with you?”
Silas understood that she was feeling uneasy and wanted to get her phone back to make a call. However, he was worried about her and wanted to stay here to keep her company
Staring at her, he persuaded gently, “The doctor said that you’d have to stay in the hospital for one week. It’s late now, so please don’t bother your best friend. I’ll tell her to come over tomorrow.”
Camila didn’t want to bother her best friend at this time either, but she felt nervous with him around. Knock, knock, knock… Someone knocked on the door thrice. Silas rose from the chair and opened the door. Xavier had arrived with the food and greeted, “President Nolan, Miss Brooklyn.”
Silas pointed at the bedside table and said, “Put down the food there.”
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