Sweet Twins

Charles sneered angrily, "Nancy, you won't agree to such an absurd and unreasonable request, will you?"
"Uh, I don't want you to lose your job, so... So..."
"You silly woman, why do you keep on saying 'yes' to everything? Since when have you become such a weakling?" Charles
shouted vehemently in a loud voice.
Because Nancy had given her promise to his grandfather, she would definitely not go back on her words. If she did, his
grandfather would probably be pissed off to death.
Moreover, it was not in her character to break her promise.
To Nancy, it seemed as if she had been wronged when she heard Charles scolding her.
She sniffed, feeling maligned. "I don't want to see your relationship with your grandfather take a turn for the worse. Besides, it's
me he hates, not you. You are just being dragged down because of me, so I decided to agree to his request."
Charles snorted with anger, "Even if I leave the TS Group, I won't let you and the children starve. Do you think it would be difficult
for me to find a job considering my resume? Besides, I have a lot of money on hand. You don't have to worry about anything
when you are with me. Most importantly, you don't need to compromise to anyone, except me, of course."
"What do you mean by 'except you'? You are still as bossy and overbearing!" With a reproachful but mellow look, Nancy wrapped
her arms around Charles's neck coaxingly and said in a very soothing voice, "Just think about it, your grandfather is already an
old man. Yet, he acts as willful as a child. You can't take him seriously. If he gets angry and suddenly suffers from myocardial
infarction, we will still be the ones who will worry and take care of him, won't we? I think your mother has a point. We have
already been together for a long time. It doesn't matter anymore if we get married now or later. So, let's just comfort your
grandpa for the meantime. This is also to show our filial piety as a younger generation."
"You are quite generous," Charles countered furiously. Despairingly, he added, "Have you also thought about how I would
explain it to the children?"
"I've already started to explain it to them. I said I'm very busy recently... So I have no time left to think about getting married."
"But both the children will be very sad and disappointed, Nancy," Charles groaned pitifully.

"How about we hold a make-believe wedding at home to fool the children?" suggested Nancy after brainstorming for a solution
for a while.
Her absurd idea was immediately turned down by Charles. "Do you think that Bobby and Nadia are so easy to fool just because
they are still young? Naive, that's what you are. How can you be so naive?"
"It's you who are so naive. I am doing it for your sake, but you are still putting the blame on me. Oh, I see. It's ingrained in your
genes because your family's genes like humiliating people. Your grandpa is just like that, and so is your mother. And you have
inherited it from them as well..." Being blamed by Charles, Nancy felt even more aggrieved. As a result, tears welled up in her
eyes and her emotions surged miserably.
Nancy has never been a sentimental nor emotional woman, and she rarely showed weakness in front of others.
Upon seeing her dismal appearance, Charles couldn't bear to look at her tearful face.
So he sighed in defeat and muttered, "Well, Nancy, now that you have given your word to my grandpa, you left me with no
choice. For the time being, I have to do the children wrong."
"Likewise, I feel wronged too!" Nancy answered, half-coquettishly and half-seriously.
Charles gently held her in his arms and said consolingly, "Okay, I understand. You feel that you have been wronged." Then he
kissed her forehead tenderly and stated, "It's because you really want to marry me that you feel wronged, don't you?"
"Don't flatter yourself. I haven't even decided yet if I want to marry you or not," Nancy whined in a teasing manner.
"What did you just say? I beg your pardon? I dare you to say it again!" Charles played along with her banter and pretended to be
angry, his hands already poking Nancy's armpits.
"Well, stop monkeying around. The kids are already hungry, and so am I. I had a major operation today, and there is another one
scheduled for tomorrow!" Nancy slickly dodged and grabbed Charles' hand to prevent him from poking her.
Charles finally stopped joking and acceded, "Okay, I'm hungry also."
With an affectionate smile, Nancy said dotingly, "Do you want me to cook for you?"
"Of course, I do..." After saying that, Charles seemed to see a cunning look briefly flash in Nancy's big eyes. He wondered what
she was thinking about.

"What are you thinking of? You are my woman, so it's natural for you to cook for me. You don't need to set any condition, do
you?"
"Yes, I do." With her head tilted to one side, Nancy continued in a playful manner, "I do have one condition, but I am not sure if
you will agree or not."
"As long as it's favorable to the both of us, I promise you I will fulfill whatever your condition is," Charles pledged seriously.
"Of course it's about the two of us, and it concerns our future. So, you must promise me!" Nancy urged seriously.
"It concerns our future? What is it?" Charles was shocked and intrigued by her words.
He could not imagine what Nancy was going to say next.
While holding the buttons of his shirt tenderly from time to time, Nancy mumbled, "Grandpa wants you to go back to work in the
TS Group."
"Ha... Nancy, don't test me..." Charles' face suddenly turned inhospitably cold. He slowly pushed Nancy away and reasoned out,
"Grandpa has humiliated you in all ways possible, and yet, why do you still keep on helping him persuade me? Let me tell you, I
won't easily take orders from anyone, not even from my own grandfather!"
"But your grandpa is already getting old. Hey..." Before Nancy could finish her words, Charles had left in a huff.
"This man... How could he be so stubborn!" murmured Nancy disgruntledly.
Nancy went downstairs, lost in thought. All that happened was Frederic's fault anyway because he kicked Charles out of the TS
Group. So he should be the one to try to solve it by himself.
Charles was right. What business was it of hers to meddle in other people's affairs?
She was at fault for being too gullible and soft-hearted. She just couldn't bear to witness Frederic worry about his descendants at
such an old age.
Embarrassed, Nancy walked into the kitchen and started to make dinner.
At this time, Bobby and Nadia went downstairs to look for her.

"Mommy, Bobby said that Daddy had talked to you. Did your negotiation break down again?" Nadia inquired dejectedly in
anticipation.
Not long after she left the study with Bobby, she heard Daddy coming out of the bedroom with heavy strides as he slammed the
door forcefully.
She could tell that even his footsteps were full of anger!
With every step he took, he used so much strength and he briskly walked in such haste!
Bobby looked up and sighed in disappointment, "Alas! Daddy has failed to persuade Mommy again. The negotiation surely broke
down!"
"Then what should we do now?" Nadia was flustered. She didn't have a clue as to what the word 'negotiation' meant. All she
hoped for was for her Daddy and Mommy to be together harmoniously.
Well, that was her fervent wish.
"Nadia, can you please stop asking me that? Even Daddy himself didn't know what to do. How would I know what to do?" Bobby
yelled at Nadia perplexedly.
"Then I won't ask you anymore. I'll ask Mommy directly instead." After saying that, Nadia ran out of the room with her two short
legs.
"Hey, you need to be strategic and speak gently when you ask her. Don't be too forbidding," Bobby sternly reminded her.
Nadia ran into the kitchen without bothering to answer him.
At this moment, Nadia raised her head and looked at Nadia expectantly.
"Negotiation? What negotiation are you talking about? I didn't negotiate with Daddy!" Of course, Nancy didn't want to put the
children in a bad mood, so she smiled amidst her confusion and rubbed Nadia's little head affectionately. "Come on, Mommy
knows you are starving. Mommy will cook dinner for you, just wait for a moment."
"But, but..." Nadia wanted to tell her about the box. She wanted to tell her that Daddy was acting a bit strange.
"Nadia, don't disturb Mommy while cooking. Let's go and watch TV instead." Bobby came over, firmly grabbed Nadia's little hand
and walked out with her in tow.