Sweet Twins

Chapter 596 Regardless Of Nancy's Feelings

"Charles, you are such a despicable man!" Nancy said, seething with anger.

"Nancy, oh Nancy, regardless of how despicable I am, am I more despicable than Jill?" Charles sneered.

If he didn't care about Nancy's feeling, could Jill have ever blackmailed him?

Did Jill think he was a harmless turtle? Was he as helpless as he showed?

No. Absolutely no! There were a million ways Charles could have employed to get his hand on the household register. However, he refused to embarrass Nancy and felt that paying ten million was a better choice. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, ten million was nothing to Charles.

Charles' words made Nancy speechless. She asked in annoyance, "If you don't love me, then why do you insist on marrying me?"

"Who said I don't love you?" Charles asked in shock.

How was he supposed to show the mystical feeling called love? Was he supposed to die to show his eternal true love?

When Nancy was missing, he couldn't sleep and eat well. Within days he lost a lot of weight and mental stability.

'Nancy, in your eyes, what kind of a man am I?'

"If you love me, then tell me where you were last night?" Nancy looked straight into Charles' eyes.

"Yes, Daddy. If you love Mommy, just tell her what you did last night, okay?" Bobby shouted, anxious about the outcome.

He didn't want his Mommy and Daddy to hate each other!

"I've already told you. I had something to deal with and was in a meeting regarding that."

Before Charles could finish his words, Bobby's cold voice interrupted him, "Daddy, only Nadia will be fooled by excuses like that. I don't believe you! How about I call your assistant? Or we can go to your group and get the surveillance video."

With Bobby's intelligence, how could he not see through such perfunctory and lame excuses?

Charles rubbed his forehead and sighed inwardly, 'Why can't Bobby let go of me?

Is he really my—biological—son?

Which biological son would ever pull down his own father?'

Nancy sneered. She knew that Bobby was helping her in finding fault with Charles' excuses.

According to Nancy, Charles wouldn't tell the reason because he had done something wrong outside.

Otherwise, what else could he not say to her?

"Daddy, you once taught me and Nadia that honesty is the best policy. If you are honest, you won't lie. Am I right, Daddy?" Bobby added.

This little guy was becoming more and more eloquent.

Charles could no longer underestimate Bobby. He concluded that he could no longer get himself out of this situation with perfunctory excuses.

Charles frowned and nodded after thinking for a while.

Charles somehow activated the added sexiness of his lips, and with a pleasant voice said, "Nancy, I did go out but for a good reason. I didn't go to the night club, or the bar, or the group, but to the police station. While investigating the club's case, the police suspected Joseph and took him away. So I went there to talk with them and bring Joseph back. That's all."

After saying that, Charles frowned and lowered his head.

For the first time, Nancy saw Charles so despondent.

"It has nothing to do with Joseph?" asked Nancy.

Shaking his head, Charles said, "It has nothing to do with Joseph."

"Charles, I just want the truth from you. Tell me, does the case have anything to do with the Fu family? Are they responsible in any way?" asked Nancy.

Nancy believed that the case had some big hidden secret behind it and that Charles was aware of it. Did he have anything to do with this because of which he was keeping her in the dark? Or was Frederic the one involved?

If it was Derrick, why did Charles try so hard to hide something? Charles hated bad guys so much!

"I don't know." Charles said in a low voice.

"You don't know?" Nancy asked, amused by his ironic reply.

"Yes, I don't know," Charles replied, standing firm.

"Well, you may not know, but I have to find out the truth. Don't try to stop me, okay?" Nancy stared at Charles with zealous eyes.

"Nancy, can you wait for a while?" Charles asked.

"No way! I will help Nana recover as soon as possible. As long as she wakes up, the truth will come out."

Nancy's determination made Charles helpless.

Charles knew that Nancy was stubborn. He was well aware of the fact that a single sentence from him couldn't change her opinion.

"Well, Nancy, let's make dinner together. The children are hungry." In the face of Nancy's stubbornness, Charles compromised.

Last night, he had already made a strain in their relationship. With such stiffness present in their relationship, he could no longer continue such a stalemate. If he somehow made Nancy hate him, then he had to say goodbye to his future happiness.

"Mommy, we are hungry!" Bobby echoed in an instant.

"Yes, Mommy. I'm hungry too!" Nadia said.

"Kids, dinner will be ready soon." Like any mother, Nancy valued her children above everything.

Hence, Nancy turned around and went back to the kitchen. Seeing that, Bobby gave a hint to Charles, and he followed Nancy in a hurry.

'Alas, Bobby is more knowledgeable in pleasing a woman as compared to his own father.'

"Don't think that I will take back my decision if you come to help me cook. I'll tell you now—it's absolutely impossible!" Nancy said, not losing a hint of her stubbornness.

"I know, but Nancy, the complexity of this matter is beyond your imagination. Have you thought it through?"

"Yes, I've made up my mind. I'm going to avenge these girls."

"Revenge also needs time. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Didn't you see Nana? Did you not see her misery? Anyone could see the pain she felt by just looking at her. But physical pain isn't the only thing that she received. Does anyone even know about what happened to her mental state? Those people are inhuman and don't deserve to be called humans. Every breath that they take counts as disrespect to their victims. No, no one with a conscience will tolerate them."

"Do you mean that I have no conscience?"

"I didn't say that. You said it yourself."

"Nancy, can't you think about this while standing in my shoes. You are being irrational, radical, biased, and impatient! Can't you just think about others?"

Charles' voice was one of faint pleading.

However, Nancy, who had made up her mind, remained unmoved.

She raised her eyelids and said with disdain, "I'm a woman. Why should I think like a man? If you like women who think like men, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I let you down. I can't think like a man, but I don't mind you finding someone who does. I give you all the freedom."

Nancy's words made Charles helpless and angry. "Nancy, you are becoming more and more unreasonable!"

'Well, isn't it because of this matter that I insist?'