Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 141 Camila’s Father
A man in his fifties walked in with a fruit basket in his hand. His handsome face looked somewhat haggard, and his gaze appeared to be apologetic. Seeing the apologetic-looking man, Landon asked in shock, “Who are you looking for?” “H-I’m looking for Camila.” The man raised his chin and pointed at Camila, who was on the bed.

The moment Camila saw Gael, her expression turned dark. “Landon, I don’t know him. Get him out of this room!” Startled, Landon gazed at Gael and asked doubtfully, “You are?” “I’m her father.”
Landon finally understood the reason behind Camila’s reaction. He was her father who trusted what Lyla said and sent her to a foreign country. In that instant, Landon’s expression turned gloomy as well. “Camila doesn’t want to see you. Please leave!” Gael looked at Landon in a fawning manner and said, “Please let me say something to her. I’ll leave after finishing my words.” Lying down, Camila closed her eyes and said coldly, “I don’t want to listen to it. I’m tired and have to sleep now!”
Taking a deep breath, her father directly walked into the room and placed the fruit basket on the bedside table. Landon didn’t try to stop him since the latter was Camila’s father. Taking a seat by the bed, Gael said sincerely, “Camila, I know that you’re still resentful of me. I have been lied to all these years and done many things that have hurt you. However, you should have told me about it earlier.” Camila wanted to ignore him initially, but she realized that she couldn’t take it anymore as she opened her eyes suddenly and reprimanded, “Are you sure I didn’t tell you about it? You never listened to me! Do you care about me or even Mom at all? Your explanation and apology are like a fan in the winter and a quilt in the summer-they’re totally useless to me!” “I know you still blame me. I didn’t come here to ask for your forgiveness, but,” Before he could finish his words, Camila interrupted, “You just want to have peace of mind, don’t you? You want to shift all the blame to someone else, huh? Well, dream on!” Deeply hurt, she drew a deep breath and stared at him. “You had an affair with Leila Hope when you were still married. You’re biased toward Lyla, so you sent me to another country. Right after I returned to the country and met you, you slapped me without a second thought. You were as unreasonable as before and have told me things a father shouldn’t have said to his daughter. I can forget all of that, but you never paid a visit to my mom for the past seven years. To make your wife and daughter happy, you threw a grand party on my mom’s death anniversary. You were