Chapter 106 Playing Matchmaker
South was obviously disgruntled even as he reluctantly blurted out three words-“To pursue Mommy!”
At this moment, Silas was in high spirits. He was actually gripped by the urge to hug South, but he was afraid that he’d scare him. “Didn’t you tell me to let nature take its course?”
South was rendered speechless. So, he really intends to just let nature take its course? “You can invite my mommy for a meal or a movie when you’re free. This is all part and parcel of wooing a woman from what I see on television.” Silas guffawed. “What about you, then?” South had long since thought of a place for himself. “You two don’t need to worry about me. I can go to Landon’s house!” Silas flashed him a reassuring gaze. “Don’t worry, I won’t allow someone else to snatch away your mommy.” Staring at him, South reminded him once again as though he was the father here, saying, “Mommy detests men who are fickle in their affections, so you must watch yourself. If Mommy catches you with another woman, she definitely won’t forgive you!” “I know,” Silas answered. He knew that from the moment she talked to him about Ben. “It’s all your fault for offending Mommy. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many problems when you two are in the same company. Now, you even have to find an excuse just to meet her.” South stared at him from the back, wishing that he could stare a hole in the back of his head. Conscience-stricken at having ruined his child’s meticulous plan for him, he explained, “I just misunderstood your mommy. But I have a way to remedy it.” South’s eyes lit up. “What is it?” Silas smiled mysteriously. “Don’t be so impatient. I’ll give the two of you a surprise.” Since he’d said as much, South didn’t pursue the matter further. At night, South sat in the back of the car while humming softly, seemingly in a good mood. The corners of Camila’s mouth curved. “What are you so happy about?” South feigned calmness. “Nothing.” Camila curled her lips. He doesn’t want to tell me, huh? She’d actually noticed it a long time ago. Ever since he came back with Silas, his mood has seemed rather good, and he has even been giggling from time to time. Now, he’s shaking his legs and humming. What else could it be if not happiness? “Do you like Uncle Silas that much?”
South ceased shaking his legs and leaned forward to the front seat. “Mommy, do you like Uncle Silas?” “Are you thinking of playing matchmaker again?” South naturally didn’t dare admit to it. “No, I just want to know whether you like him.” “No,” Camila answered.
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