The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 2196

Chapter 2196 Cameron was momentarily stunned and fell silent.

Honestly, she did not know why she wanted to jump, either. She hated the sea, but she was still living on the island. She woke up to the sea every day but just couldn‘t bring herself to like it.

Cameron chose to stay in her room whenever she went to the sea to do business. She would never stay on the deck if she had nothing to do. When she found Nollace at sea, she had asked her crew to fish him out.

In fact, she did not have to save him at all.

After all, she did not have to care if he was alive or dead. But perhaps she thought about how her mother died in that freezing sea, so she changed her mind.

Why would she choose to jump at that time? Was it because she did not want to fall into Donald‘s hands and bring trouble to the Southern Clan? She was not sure about it.

Cameron glanced at the pink pig plushie in Waylon‘s hand as a trace of disgust crossed her eyes. “What are you? Kid? Don‘t you feel embarrassed?”

Waylon chuckled, “This is a gift for you.” She thought her ears had failed her as she couldn‘t believe what she had heard. “What?” ‘Is he serious? He‘s going to give this ugly plushie to me? What am I? A kid?‘ Waylon dusted the dress on the piglet plushie and said, “Don‘t you think it looks a lot like

you?”

“Something must be wrong with your eyes.”

‘How could he say this thing looks like me? Am I Pigsy the Piglet!?‘ Waylon leaned forward and said, “Your eyes are still swollen.” Cameron touched her eyes and asked, “Are they?” “Yeah,” he replied flatly. Then, he suppressed the urge to laugh and handed the plushie to her. “Its eyes are swollen too.” Cameron was rendered speechless.

She grabbed the pink pig plushie and fell back down. Initially, she thought she would throw the plushie away, but she did not know why there was a voice inside of her telling her that she should not throw it away. As such, she put it to the side and closed her eyes. Waylon stretched his hand and placed it on her forehead, stunning her. The back of his palm was cold, and she felt comfortable. ‘Wait a second! What is he doing?‘ “You still have a fever. It has been two days,” said Waylon. Suddenly, he realized that her cheeks were getting redder, and he chuckled, “What happened? What are you blushing at?” Cameron turned sideways as she did not want to see him. The tips of her ears were as red as

cooked shrimps, and she pushed his hand away. “Get off me.”

The smile on his face deepened. “That’s why I said you look like a pig.”

“Shut up.”

He leaned closer. “Why should I?”