Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 821 - 819

He didn't bring Spidy or Snowy, as carrying two wolf dogs around would easily expose him. He never brought them during siesta. Without his right-hand companions, he naturally played the role of the listener, carefully guarding the lovely person in his embrace.

Slightly opening his eyes, his unpredictable dark eyes tenderly gazed at the person sleeping deeply in his arms, and a faint indulgent smile appeared on his lips.

The subtle fragrance from her body filled his nostrils, making his heart even softer.

Towering at over one hundred seventy centimeters, he held her, just over one hundred fifty centimeters, forming an image of a little bird depending on a person, and he loved this picture.

When he found the time, he wanted to paint this scene. His painting skill was several times better than his father's.

"Camila."

Murmuring softly, Jimmy Horne couldn't help but gently caress the lovely face of the person in his arms. "In three years, I'll be able to leave here. By then, we'll be adults as well. Remember, don't accept anyone's feelings, don't fall in love with anyone, wait for me."

At eighteen, one can begin dating, even if it's still too young, at least one is an adult.

At twenty, he could launch a stronger pursuit towards her.

"Although we've never seen eye to eye, truth be told, I've always enjoyed being with you. Silly girl, you probably can't hear my inner thoughts right now, sleeping like a pig. Sleep away, in my arms, you can sleep until the end of time." His whispered words were soft and gentle, yet filled with deep affection, an affection incongruent with Billy's current age, and yet it emanated so naturally from him.

Jimmy's heart felt even more content. He closed his eyes once more, rejuvenating his spirit.

Time slipped away quietly.

Although the sunlight was still intense, compared to noon, it was less scorching. The sea breeze became stronger, making every place on the island more refreshing, as the heat slowly began to recede.

Camila Ruiz's consciousness slowly started to return to her mind.

This hammock is really comfortable.

So warm.

Camila inwardly marveled, unwilling to wake up. She moved slightly.

Just that the pillow seemed a bit hard.

Pillow?

There shouldn't be a pillow on a hammock.

Camila quickly opened her eyes wide and was greeted by lush greenery, which informed her that she was still lying on the hammock. It was quiet and cool here; in this scorching July summer, taking a nap on the hammock was truly delightful.

The pillow had a heartbeat!

Such a thought quickly flashed through Camila's mind.

Turning her head.

A handsome face, satisfied, entered her sight.

Camila was stunned for a second, then sat up abruptly, the surprise was too much, and in her haste, she accidentally tipped to the side. The hammock was halfway up the tree; falling like this would mean inevitable injury.

"Can't even let someone sleep peacefully?" A lazy voice rang out, and a large hand, like lightning, caught her waist. Instead of toppling down, she fell back into the arms of the owner of the hand.

Jimmy embraced her, saying softly, "It's not even three in the afternoon. Sleep a little longer."

"Jimmy Horne, you jerk, how did you end up sleeping here?" Camila snapped back to reality, immediately struggling to free herself from Jimmy's arm, sitting up and glaring angrily at this man who was no longer the boy she understood, no, still a boy.

No wonder she felt warm; he was holding her.

No wonder the pillow felt hard; it turned out to be his chest.

Jimmy slowly sat up, his deep eyes looking at the fuming Camila, finding her still easily provoked by him, just like when they were kids.

Stretching lazily and yawning, Jimmy then smiled as he replied, "I don't even know how I ended up sleeping here."

Playing the rogue!

"You took advantage of me while I was asleep!" Camila was truly upset, feeling that Jimmy had somehow become a different person. They used to bicker and fight, but at least he was straightforward. Now, although he treated her well and didn't pick fights as before, he always did things that made her flush and her heart race, leaving her both angry and flustered.

How did he become like this?

Perhaps Camila was too exasperated to think straight.

How old were they before?

Just four or five years old, knowing nothing, naturally bickering or fighting upon meeting.

Now they were both fifteen; children who matured early at this age already knew about love and such. Jimmy was a shrewd person. His care for Camila made him understand what feelings were. Although they were still young and not suitable for romance, he had begun pursuing her step by step.

If he intended to develop in that direction, Camila couldn't avoid it even if she tried, especially since she was still in a haze about it.

"Silly Camila."

Jimmy suddenly leaned closer, and his handsome face seemed to magnify tenfold, stopping right in front of Camila, his low voice a bit hoarse, "Your face is so red. Why is your face red?"

Camila only felt the anger rushing to her head, her face reddened with fury.

"And..." Jimmy deliberately looked her up and down, then with an aggrieved expression, said, "You claimed I took advantage of you while you slept. Tell me, how many pieces of meat did you lose? Aiyoh..."

Before Jimmy's teasing was done, Camila gave his arm a hard twist, causing him to cry out in pain, yet his eyes shimmered with a peculiar light. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Silly Camila, we're on a tree. If we fight, you'll fall. Oh, from such a height, would you turn into a pancake when you hit the ground?"

Jimmy chuckled, his tone full of mischief.

"Billy Horne, why don't you say you'll turn into a pancake if you fall!" Camila retorted. Even though he was now taller than her, if it really came to a fight, she might not lose, right?

"Hehe."

Jimmy laughed softly, the laughter rich and as gentle as a spring breeze.

"We've grown up now; let's not act like when we were kids."

He smiled, looking at her, implying something with his words.

"I can't be bothered with you anymore. After ten years without seeing you, you're no longer the Billy from my memory." Camila said angrily, grabbing a branch, she stood up from the hammock, carefully climbing down from the tree.