Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel

Chapter 221 I Shouldn't Have Returned

South's remarks tugged at Silas's heartstrings. He is just trying to express that his mom prepared the egg fried rice with her love, and it warms his heart. I'm not good at expressing my feelings, but each time! interact with the mother and son, I'd end up beyond moved, and my heart would go out for them. I just want to enter their lives as soon as possible to look after them. I want to make up for what I had missed, and I hope that they will forgive me for not having found them earlier, and that was why they have suffered so much. Silas patted South's back softly, and South must have been able to relax in his father's arms because he fell asleep very soon. Nevertheless, as Silas's had predicted, South did not sleep deeply. Soon, he frowned deeply, and his small face contorted in agony. His tiny lips were pressed together tightly, as if he was holding his breath. A sob bubbled from South's throat, and he seemed both stubborn and aggrieved. Silas immediately wrapped South in his arms while patting his back reassuringly with his large palm. He consoled South in a soothing tone, “South, don't be afraid. I'm here!” After that, South looked as if he had endured everything for too long... Finally, he could not endure it any longer, and he burst out crying. South buried his face against Silas's chest.

Silas's heart ached for South, and he was at a loss for words. He immediately patted South gently while reassuring him soothingly, “South, don't be afraid. The bad guys will never dare to look for you anymore. I will protect you; I'll protect you and mommy! I will also teach them a lesson and take revenge for you.” He muttered for the longest time, and South finally calmed down. The child's breathing slowed down, and his knitted brows relaxed significantly. Silas knew that South was sound asleep, and he caressed the child's cheek softly. Silas's heart broke into pieces after that incident. Just then, someone opened the room door abruptly. “South-"

Camila came barging in in a panic, and she let out a long sigh of relief when she saw her child lying in bed peacefully. Suddenly, her body turned to mush, and she slid down onto the floor while leaning against the bedside. Silas turned to get out of bed, and he took a few steps forward to pick her up onto the bed. His eyes reflected his distress while he stared at the sobbing woman in front of him. “What is it?"

Camila stared at her child in front of her, who was sound asleep in bed, and she reached out to touch his leg. She was still in a state of shock, but she felt the acute sharp stabbing pain in her chest while she stared at her son. “Nothing; I just dreamed that Lyla snatched my child again, and she even tortured him!"

Her voice was airy, and she sounded frail. Silas's heart ached for her, and he consoled her while staring at her, “It's fine now; everything is fine. Don’t you worry because the child is sound asleep.” Camila's was quite upset. “Maybe I shouldn't have returned. This wouldn't have happened to him if we had stayed in Mastar.” Silas panicked immediately when he heard that. “This was just an accident, and you can't guarantee that accidents would not happen in Mastar. You shouldn't blame yourself since the child is fine. Why don’t you sleep in this room too? I'll sleep on the couch.”

Camila did not reply to him; instead, she looked at South's serene small face with an agonized gaze. Then, she added, “No need for that; you two should sleep.” With that, she left the room. She did not even spare him a glance from the beginning to the end. Silas frowned deeply, and a bad feeling surged from the bottom of his heart. He chased after her in a hurry out to the living hall. He saw her holding her phone while smiling. “I missed you guys,” she said. Silas couldn't hear what the person answered over the phone, but Camila replied, “Nothing, really. It's just that I just couldn't fall asleep, and I figured you guys aren't too busy, and so I'm giving you a call.” Her lips were curled into a smile, but her eyes were brimming with tears. “I'm doing well... Nonsense. This is my territory, so why wouldn't I thrive? Haven't you heard? My fashion studio sold out the first day itself... No need. I myself am wealthy and powerful!”