Sweet Twins

Nancy knew she would be uncomfortable staying in someone else's house,
let alone in the house of a domineering person like Charles.
"This is my home. Do you understand?" she said while straightening the quilt for Bobby.
"But you are my mommy now. We are a family. Why can't Mommy live with me?" Bobby asked, pouting.
All the other kids lived with both their daddy and their mommy, so why couldn't he?
"Bobby, you are too young to understand many things. When you are a little older, you will understand them." Nancy smiled at
him comfortingly, but in heart, she felt bitter.
Bobby blinked his big eyes and said, "Mommy, can't you marry Daddy so that the three of us can live together?"
Nancy was shocked. She quickly waved her hand and said, "Bobby, don't say that to your father. Got it?"
Who knew what Charles would think if he heard this? Besides, Angelina already had a bad impression of her, and she didn't
want to make it even worse.
"But I want Mommy and Daddy to get married..." Bobby whined.
"Honey, let's play a game. Come on, let's clap our hands," Nancy said hurriedly, trying to change the subject. There was no point
in seriously discussing such a sensitive topic with a child.
"Okay, Mommy, you clap once, then I'll clap..."
All these days, Nancy had been shrouded in the loneliness of missing her own child.
But Bobby had driven away all those negative feelings when he had come into her life,
bringing happiness and joy instead.
With him, time passed quickly.
Soon, morning arrived.
Afraid that Charles would come, Nancy got up earlier than usual.

She made bread toast, fried eggs, and some warm milk for herself.
Then, she made a fruit salad and a steak for Bobby.
When it didn't seem like Charles would be coming, she took out the children's clothes she had bought before and put them on for
Bobby.
Then, she had breakfast with him and drove him to the kindergarten.
What she didn't know was that Charles was following them in his own car.
The truth was, he hadn't slept well the night before.
He spent all night alone in his study, downing one glass of wine after another.
It wasn't until dawn that he finally left his study.
"Where are you going, Charles?" Angelina asked, taking in his disheveled hair and clothes.
"I'm going to see Bobby," Charles replied casually.
"Bobby? Isn't he home?" Angelina asked anxiously. To her, Bobby was as special as her own child.
"No, he's with Nancy now. Never mind, you don't need to worry about it." Charles waved his hand impatiently and walked into the
courtyard.
"Ever since that girl appeared, this whole family has been a mess! Nancy this, Nancy that. I think she is a gold digger!" Angelina
grumbled, looking at his back.
Charles climbed into his car and drove to Nancy's house.
Then, he lit a cigarette and waited for them outside.
Last night, he had deliberately let Bobby stay alone at her house. He had decided that as long as his son was with her, Ethan
wouldn't be around.
Standing at a distance, he watched as Nancy and Bobby cheerfully walked out of her house together hand in hand. Nancy
opened the car door for the little boy, and then lowered her head to give him a kiss on his forehead.

It was a warm scene, but it couldn't dispel the haze in Charles' heart.
For some reason, he was unwilling to let this woman go.
Just thinking about it brought him pain and suffering.
As Nancy drove away, he climbed into his own car and followed them. When they reached the kindergarten, he watched Nancy
walk Bobby to the gate before saying goodbye and going back to her car.
Once again, Charles followed her like a ghost.
When Nancy's car entered the parking lot of the hospital, Charles finally parked his own car some distance away.
Then, he leaned back against his seat and took a deep drag of his cigarette.
After that, he took out his phone and called Jay. "Jay, I asked you to investigate Nancy's background. What have you found?"
Jay sighed. "Charles, I have been working hard, but..."
Jay's usual methods were not working, and he didn't know what to do.
"Well, give me a result as soon as possible," Charles said impatiently.
"Okay," Jay answered, but he was not sure whether he could complete this task or not.
After Charles hung up, Jay sighed,
feeling melancholy.
It occurred to him that he could still make a breakthrough by talking to the people who were familiar with Nancy. But who were
those people?
It was a well-known fact that Nancy didn't get along with the Ning family.
After thinking for a while, Jay decided that it wouldn't hurt to talk to them anyway, so he drove to the sanatorium to find Nancy's
mother, Jade.

Jade had been well taken care of. Even in her condition, she was able to communicate through eye contact, smiling, and some
vague speech.
At the same time, Doris, who had happened to be on the night shift in the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University last night,
bought some flowers and drove her second-hand car to the sanatorium. She wanted to talk to Nancy's mother.
In the last few years, when Nancy had not been in H City, Doris had frequently visited her mother at the sanatorium. Therefore,
Jade had become very dependent on Doris. The moment she saw Doris, her eyes would thin into happy slits and she would
mumble joyfully.
When Doris reached Jade's room, she put the flowers away. Then, she cut Jade's nails and helped her wash her head and her
face with a basin of water.
Once she was done, she walked out of the room, happily humming with the basin in her hands. Just then, she suddenly knocked
into someone.
With a loud clatter, the basin of water flew out of her hands,
and the water splashed everywhere.
"Are you blind..." Doris, who was a short-tempered woman, immediately began shouting.
But when she caught sight of the man in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The basin had flown out of her hands and directly fallen onto the man's head.
"It's not my fault. You bumped into me!" Doris quickly explained in between laughs.
Until a moment ago, Jay had been excited at his luck. The staff of the sanatorium had easily told him that Nancy's mother was in
Room No. 8 on the second floor.
But when he had reached the door of Room No. 8,
he had bumped into this woman and ended up with a basin on his head and water all over his face!
And why was this water so dirty?
What made him even more annoyed was the woman laughing wildly in front of him as if it wasn't her fault.

"You... How can you laugh at me? You take pleasure in my misfortune, huh?" he yelled, throwing the basin to the ground and
wiping the water off his face.