Sweet Twins

While filling up the fridge with food, Nancy heard a car pulled over in the courtyard.
Thinking it could be Charles; she couldn't help but smile happily. It felt nice to be a housewife waiting for Charles at home.
After a while, she heard heavy footsteps coming in the villa.
So Nancy poked her head out and saw Charles who was carrying a box in his arms.
"What did you buy, Charles?"
It was rare for Charles to bring home such a heavy thing, so Nancy was curious. "Are those delicious food?"
For the time being, Charles didn't want to let Nancy know that he had left the TS Group, so he replied, "These are documents,
not food."
"Oh, I thought it was something delicious." Nancy pretended to be coquettish.
"What do you want to eat? I can take you out for dinner." Since Charles didn't have to think about work, he felt relaxed now.
With a smile, Nancy shook her head. "No, I bought a lot of ingredients. Let's make them ourselves."
When he noticed that the house seemed quiet, Charles asked, "Where are the kids?"
"They are playing in their room. What? Do you miss them?" Nancy asked half-jokingly.
"Yes," replied Charles.
The truth was, on his way home, his mind was full of Nancy. It seemed that his work and their kids weren't as important as Nancy
in his heart.
'I can even abandon the whole world as long as you are with me, Nancy, ' he thought.
After Charles put down the box, he quickly went downstairs.
With an apron on, Nancy had put the fish into the steamer.
Charles held her from behind and gently rubbed her shoulder like a child.
Surprised, Nancy asked reproachfully. "What are you doing?"

Although she and Charles were not married yet, the two of them had been together for a long time, and they were just like an old
married couple.
In a soft voice, Charles replied, "I just want to hug and smell you. I miss you."
His breath gently tickled Nancy's neck which made her shrink and smile. "It's not spring. Charles, you..."
"Don't say that word!" As if he was punishing her, Charles bit her ear.
"Didn't you say that you missed the kids? They are in their room. Go and play with them while I make dinner. This won't take
long. I will just call you once I'm done, okay?" said Nancy softly.
"No, I miss the kids indeed, but I miss you more. Nancy, I miss you. What do you think I should do?" And then he shamelessly
hugged her even tighter.
Nancy was a little stunned. Recently, Charles had been bothered by many problems. Why was he in such a mood to flirt with her
now?
She turned around and looked at Charles intently. "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because Edward left?"
In fact, Charles still didn't know Edward had gone back.
"Did Edward leave?"
"You don't know?"
"I didn't know until you said it. Why did he leave?"
With angry eyes, Nancy murmured, "How could you not know why? You know the answer!"
A smile appeared on Charles' face. "Of course I know. He did it for our own good. Nancy, Edward is a good man."
What he said made Nancy roll her eyes at him. "Of course he is! I have told you that before."
"What about me? Am I also a good man?"
"What's wrong with you today? Why do you sound so insecure?"
Most of the time, Charles was giving orders. Whether you liked it or not, you could only listen to him.

But right now, he didn't sound like his usual self.
All of a sudden, Nancy felt worried. "Tell me, what happened?"
"No, I just want to see you and the kids." Instead of telling her everything, he smiled and raised his hand to smoothen Nancy's
messy hair.
"Oh, is everything going well in the company?"
"Well... As before." His answer was brief.
Although Charles felt relaxed now, he had been used to being busy and would inevitably feel empty after he stopped working all
of a sudden.
There was even a moment of trance and uncertainty. Was his choice right?
He was sure that both the TS Group and Nancy belonged to him.
His compromise was just to show his grandfather the consequences the company would face without him.
However, once the news spread out, it could be predicted that it would shake up the TS Group.
"Is Derrick awake?" asked Nancy.
Shaking his head, Charles replied, "Not yet."
"Don't worry. Derrick will not die," Nancy comforted him softly.
"I know." Without a warning, Charles kissed Nancy who was still in his arms.
"Mommy, is dinner ready? We are hungry." Nadia's voice came from outside.
In a hurry, Nancy pushed Charles away. "The kids are here. It's not good to be seen by them."
"Dinner is not ready yet. Daddy will get you some desserts." Reluctantly, Charles let go of Nancy and walked out of the kitchen.
"Daddy is here?" Nadia asked curiously.
"Well, are you surprised?" Looking at Nadia's questioning eyes, Charles felt a little embarrassed.

"No, Daddy." As if she remembered something, Nadia raised her head.
"By the way, Bobby looked unhappy." "What's wrong with him?"
Shaking her head, Nadia replied, "I don't know." Then she continued, "Yesterday, a kid called me illegitimate daughter, and
Bobby beat him. Today, no one called me illegitimate daughter again, but Bobby still looked unhappy. Daddy, do you know why?"
"What?" Charles stopped and picked up Nadia. He kissed her lovingly and said, "Daddy has told you that you are not an
illegitimate daughter. You have Daddy and Mommy. You have a happy family. We all love each other and we will be together
forever. Do you understand, honey?"
Nadia nodded heavily. "I know. Daddy, does Bobby not know about this? Or he doesn't like to be with us?"
"He what? Well, I don't think so. He loves Nadia and Mommy very much. How could he not like to be with you?" As a father, he
knew that Bobby became more sensible after so many things had happened.
He was a thoughtful child.
And he was too matured for his age.
Bobby sat at the desk, lowering his head and drawing something.
When he heard footsteps, he crumpled the paper quickly.
"Bobby, what are you drawing?" Charles asked.
Before answering him, Bobby threw the paper first in the waste basket. "It's just my homework."
"The teacher didn't ask us to draw for our homework," Nadia retorted immediately.
Because of this, she earned a glare from Bobby.
Unconvinced, Nadia whispered, "Children should be honest. We can't lie."