Sweet Twins

The whole time, Angelina was feeling restless and wanted to check up on Nancy. However, she was also worried about Frederic,
so she just had to sit on the sofa and watch over her father with a frown.
"Mom, what happened?" When Charles arrived, he tried to keep a calm composure.
"Oh... It's all because of Nancy..." Angelina was caught in between a dilemma, but since Frederic was in the same room, she
couldn't say anything that might anger him. She didn't have a choice but to put the blame on Nancy.
The murderous look on Charles' face frightened Angelina, so she stopped before she finished her sentence.
A few moments ago, the doctor had given Frederic an injection to calm him down. He fell asleep right away, so he couldn't really
hear anything from Charles and Angelina's conversation.
"Are you really blaming Nancy? It was Derrick and Joseph who conspired amongst each other and plotted to kill your son. Nancy
was only injured because she was trying to protect me. Yet, after all of this, you're still blaming Nancy? Charles sneered at
Angelina from disappointment.
When Angelina heard this, guilt nagged into her brain ever more, obliterating her thoughts to deal with the situation. She also
didn't know how she could put the blame on Nancy. However, Angelina didn't know who else to blame. Besides Nancy, she was
only left to blame herself. But, she absolutely couldn't do that. She was the kind of woman who would protect herself in times of
trouble. There was no way she would sacrifice her own righteousness.
However, she didn't want to get into a dispute with Charles, so she awkwardly smiled and said, "Your grandpa is getting old. We
have to make sure we don't anger him anymore."
"You were the one who asked Nancy to come here, and for some reason she got injured before she left. Do you really think
you're not responsible for any of this?" Charles asked in a voice that froze the room.
"I... I didn't expect that Frederic would get into a fight with her. I didn't know that your grandfather had the strength in him to do
that. Besides, it was your father who asked me to find Nancy. He seems to have a really horrible opinion on Nancy these days.
I'm your mother, Charles. I would do anything to make sure that you aren't ever taken advantage of. Shouldn't you know my true
intentions by now?" After being harshly condemned by Charles, Angelina couldn't hold back her emotions, so her eyes started to
glimmer in tears.
"Okay. Mom, listen to me carefully. Please tell grandpa that I am keeping both the TS Group and Nancy. I'm going to make the
decisions from now on. No matter how much times Derrick will try to get into my way and tear me down, I won't flinch. He can try

as much as he wants to, but eventually he'll get burnt out." Charles raised his chin arrogantly, and spoke like a king.
"Charles, Derrick is currently in a coma, and your grandfather is sick. Are you even considering that? You just need to put up with
it for a little longer. You do realize that your grandfather loves you the most. Don't disappoint him." After all, Angelina had been
accustomed to pleasing Frederic. What she feared the most was that Charles would go against him one day.
"Disappoint? He has been disappointed in me for a long time now. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to let Joseph get away with
this." Charles proceeded to turn his back and walked out of the ward.
"Charles, please don't!" Angelina yelled worriedly.
Completely ignoring his mother, he left the ward with his chin raised high.
He went straight back into the therapeutic room and carried Nancy.
"Mr. Fu," the doctor greeted him with a nod.
"I'm taking Nancy home. Please inform President Hobart," said Charles in a low, authoritative voice.
The doctor surely didn't have the guts to stop him. "Okay," he obediently answered.
Charles walked over to his car as he carried Nancy in his arms and drove them home.
Edward knew about the predicament that the Fu family was currently dealing with.
So for now, he didn't dare to say anything about his relationship with Nancy. In the meantime, he simply had to allow everyone to
misunderstand him.
He also knew that someone was using him to frame Charles and cause disruption within the Fu family.
Edward knew that Charles was in quite a conundrum.
So, he didn't dare to do anything before hearing any of Charles' orders.
As he was left at home, he started to feel depressed. Fortunately, once a day he had the chance to pick up Bobby and Nadia.
This seemed to be his only source of happiness these days.

Upon hearing the sound of the engine from the yard, Edward rushed to the window to check on it. Around this time, Charles and
Nancy should both be in work. So he didn't understand why they suddenly came back home.
Edward walked out to the porch.
Charles got out of the car carrying Nancy in his arms. Nancy was in a daze and couldn't do anything but hold onto his neck.
The moment Edward saw the bandage wrapped around Nancy's head, Edward was in shock and hurried towards them.
"Charles, what happened to Nancy?"
"Someone hit her," Charles answered directly.
"Who did it?"
"My grandfather... And Joseph," Charles said truthfully.
"Damn it!" Edward cursed in a low voice.
Charles went upstairs with Nancy in his arms and said, "Pick up the children and don't let them know that Nancy was injured."
"Okay." Edward was worried sick, but he didn't want to pester Charles and ask too many questions.
Charles carried Nancy to their bedroom. Looking at the place, he suddenly felt a tinge of regret for taking her there.
He thought that it might have been better to bring her back to his own home. However, he also didn't want the children to worry
about her if she was gone.
The children were currently in a critical age. The last time that Nancy didn't come home, they spent the whole day restlessly
waiting for her.
Nancy was deep in sleep for a long time. By the time she woke up, she looked around for a while in a daze and realized that she
was back in Edward's house.
Charles must have brought her there.
When she thought about her current relationship with Frederic, Nancy knew that Charles must be in a tight spot.
However, she had already exhausted all her efforts. She didn't know what else to do to win Frederic's favor and recognition.

No matter what she did, she was always seen as a disappointment.
The thought of that made her feel paralyzed from helplessness.
She didn't want to move anymore, so she simply lay down on her back.
She realized that it wasn't so great to be living the life of the rich, upper-class families.
Around the same time, the door opened and Charles walked in holding a cup in his hand.
"Take this anti-inflammatory to avoid getting an infection on your wound."
He sat on the edge of the bed and submissively looked at her.
His deep brown eyes were mysterious and unpredictable, carrying a lot of secrets behind them. Yet, he looked at her with
endearing, gentle eyes.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Nancy's lips. "I'm sorry, Charles. I didn't expect that your grandfather would get so
angry..."
It was Charles who caused Nancy so much distress. It was his grandfather's fault as he had hit her. Nancy was wronged and yet,
she was the one who was apologizing.
Charles didn't understand what would cause her to feel guilty in any way.
"Don't be silly. What are you saying sorry for? All of this is my fault. I was the one who caused you to suffer. Next time, if
someone asks to see you, as long as your gut tells you not to go, you don't have to. You shouldn't be forcing yourself, okay?"
Charles held her up, placed the pill inside her mouth and served her with some water.
"Thank you." Now that she was immersed in Charles' selfless tenderness, Nancy started to feel that whatever she did was all
worthwhile.
Despite being wronged by Frederic, as long as she could do something to make Charles feel better, that made it all rewarding.
"Are you saying thank you to me?" Charles smiled charmingly and pinched Nancy's nose. "We're a couple who are very close to
each other. You don't ever have to say thank you for anything. I don't like it, either."

As she leaned her head against his chest, Nancy felt his breath giving her warmth. After all the time that she had spent with this
man, what she always craved about him was his unique, wonderful scent.
She was accustomed to his presence, and yet, she was always unintentionally causing him trouble.
"Charles, sometimes I really don't think that it's right for us to be together. Your grandfather clearly doesn't like me, and your
mother doesn't either. Do you think that if I leave you, your grandfather will stop turning his back against you?" Nancy asked
wearily.