Sweet Twins

Chapter 601 Go To Bed Too Late

"That's right. Anyway, Joseph is not in good terms with Charles. If he is then he won't have to act in a movie. So, I'm also interested in Joseph. I want to get close to him. He is rich, after all." If there was one thing that Fannie had inherited from Jill; that was her greed for money.

To both of them, money meant everything, and Fannie could lose anything but it. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Back then, Fannie thought it would be hard for her to find a rich man to marry once she divorced Caspar. But now, it seemed like she could use her beauty to marry a rich divorcee.

That was why she kept an eye on Joseph.

How could Fannie know that Joseph was deeply in love with Daisy now? If Fannie provoked Joseph, she would just ask for trouble.

Her beauty was not enough to tempt Joseph, because he had finally realized that no woman was ever good enough for him except Daisy. However, Jill and Fannie didn’t know that. "I support you, but what you need to do now is to divorce Casper!"

"Okay, I'll go to jail to look for Casper in a few days," said Fannie.

Rubbing her eyes, Jill said, "Yes. I'm so sleepy. It's so strange. Why am I so sleepy tonight?"

"Me too. I'm so sleepy." Fannie picked up the quilt and lay down on the bed. "I feel like something is wrong with Clark today. The coffee was great but I don't feel energetic. Instead, I feel sleepy."

With a sneer, Jill replied, "Don't think too much. Lend Clark one hundred guts, and he wouldn’t dare to poison us. He really wants to come to us, because he is sure that he will rely on us for the rest of his life. We are sleepy because it's too late. Let's go to bed."

Without their knowledge, there was someone who was eavesdropping to their conversation outside their door.

Not far from the corridor, Clark, who was sitting on a wheelchair, trembled as he heard what they were talking about.

Yes, he didn't go far just now. He wanted to know how Jill and Fannie would feel after drinking coffee.

In order to make them sleep better, Clark had drugged them. But he was careful not to overdose them because he was afraid that he would be in trouble if they died.

They were greedy, selfish and unreasonable, but they didn't have to pay the price with their lives.

Therefore, when he got the chance, Clark went outside their room and listened carefully.

Unexpectedly, he heard that Jill cheated on him.

It was true that Clark was ill, but he was still a man.

When he was still the CEO of Ning Group, Jill once said that she would love him forever.

It turned out that everything she had said was a lie.

At this moment, Clark had the urge to kill his wife.

This woman was so hateful. Wasn't this mental abuse to him?

It was worse than physical abuse, wasn't it? This revelation pierced through his heart.

If he had known all these things before he drugged Jill, he would have added more sleeping pills to her coffee cup, so that Jill would have a long sleep and never wake up again.

Clark was so angry that his whole body trembled. His grip on the armrest of his wheelchair tightened, and his throat went dry. "Ahem..."

Afraid that they would hear him, Clark hurriedly covered his mouth when he coughed, but Jill still heard him.

In a daze, Jill asked, "Fannie, isn’t it Clark who coughed?"

"Mom, maybe my dad got up to get some water to drink. I'm too sleepy. I'm going to sleep now." Unbothered, Fannie turned her back at Jill and slept.

"Well, I'm sleepy too. Let's sleep." As much as Jill wanted to have a look, her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even if she tried, she still couldn't open them, so she turned over and went back to sleep.

Clark was afraid that the two women would get up, so he tried to cover his mouth. He was thinking how he should deal with them, but no one came out and the room was quiet.

Seconds had passed, and there was still no sound coming from their room. Clark breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that it must have been the effect of sleeping pills. Jill and Fannie couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Therefore, he went back to his room carefully and leaned against the wheelchair, thinking about the conversation between Jill and Fannie.

It turned out that this vicious woman Jill didn't care about him anymore. No wonder she beat him or scolded him all the time. She didn't even care about Nancy at all. All she cared about was her and Jill’s life and of course, money.

Thinking of how he betrayed his family and marriage in the past for Jill and Fannie, he thought that this was the price he had to pay.

God had never bypassed those who had done bad things. Look how Jill betrayed him in the end.

After a while, Clark finally calmed down.

It was late at night when he decided to execute his plan.

He moved the wheelchair again and came to Fannie's bedroom.

Earlier, he saw Fannie put the household register under her pillow.

If everything went well, the household register should still be there.

Slowly, Clark went into the bedroom without turning on the lights. The moonlight was helpful enough for him to faintly see how Jill and Fannie slept soundly with their backs at each other.

'Damn it! Jill must be having fun with some man in her dream.'

With this thought, Clark felt depressed.

However, he had no time to dwell on it. He came to Fannie, gently reached out for her pillow to look for the household register.

It was indeed there.

As soon as he got it, Clark quickly turned the wheelchair and left Fannie's bedroom.

It was conceivable how Fannie and Jill would react tomorrow morning once they found out that the household register was gone.

They would definitely be furious! And if they knew it was him who stole it, they would tear him up.

When Clark was about to call Nancy, he suddenly realized that she must have been asleep by now.

Besides, he was not sure whether Charles and Nancy were together or not. If Charles would be the one to answer his call and found out that he stole the household register from Jill, it would be troublesome for Nancy.

For a moment, Clark thought about what to do, and then he decided to burn it for the time being. He would talk about anything else later.

So Clark went to the kitchen and lit up the gas. Then he took out the household register from the plastic bag and threw it on the fire.

It was just a few pieces of paper. The fire leaped, and in a short while, the papers turned into ashes.

After cleaning up, Clark left the kitchen.

He struggled to go to bed and fell asleep.

The situation on the next morning could be imagined.

Since they slept well last night, Jill and Fannie woke up in a good mood.

The first thing they did was to take out the household register, but Fannie couldn’t feel it even after trying several times.

So, she lifted the pillow, only to find out that the household register was no longer there.

Although she was still a bit sleepy, Fannie’s concern right at this moment was the bunch of papers that could help them get money from Charles. "Where is the household register? I remembered it was under my pillow last night."

Frowning, Jill asked, "Did you sleep restlessly at night that it fell under the bed?"

Fannie stood up and searched under the bed, but found nothing.

"I don't think so. Mom, check if it's under your pillow. Maybe I forgot and I put the household register under your pillow last night."