Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love
Chapter 286 Achilles Heel

Everything Nancy said was going in Charles' one ear and coming out the other. From where did she gather such a pile of gibberish?

He cleared his throat and tried to explain. His voice was cool. "Nancy, Lilian is too young. Don't you understand what I'm saying? I was drunk last night. Jay was worried about my safety. He asked Lilian to come with me but I couldn't let her return again by that time. It was quite late, and there were no taxis. That's why I told her to stay for the night. That's all, I swear!"

Charles's explanation was detailed, but Nancy thought he was holding something back.

She seemed amused. "Really? That's all? So, you went out angrily yesterday only to get a drink? You mean she wasn't drinking with you? I don't even care what happened between both of you. You can relax and keep your explanation to yourself."

"That's so absurd." Charles pounded a fist on the table. "Nancy, you're imagining things. You're paranoid!"

"Oh, am I? But I was just telling the truth. Do you deny what you know is true?" Nancy asked with a mocking smile.

Charles was irritated. His eyes flashed with anger, and the veins in his head popped. His eyes blazed as he bit hard on each word, "Nancy, I got drunk. Do you care to know why?"

"You tell me," Nancy replied.

The questions he planned to ask stuck in his throat. He didn't want to embarrass her by bringing some things up. Everything would be revealed at the right time.

He didn't have to be in a hurry. He could wait till she was ready to speak out by herself.

Without another word, he stood and went upstairs.

He went to Bobby's room and saw that he was still fast asleep.

Nadia held a doll and seemed to be sleeping even more soundly than Bobby.

Not wanting to wake them, he sat on the sofa in the corridor and continued to sulk.

He lit a cigarette and puffed slowly to calm his anger.

There were voices in the dining room downstairs.

"Lilian, you have to go to work, don't you? So, eat some more. I'll drive you there after your breakfast," Nancy urged lightly, sounding like everything was fine.

"Alright," Lillian answered, lifting the last piece of cake to her mouth hurriedly.

Nancy was depressed all morning. She was a shadow of her usual self. She felt limp and uninterested in her daily routine.

"Director Nancy, is something bothering you?" Erin asked, noticing Nancy in the office.

"Nothing. It's just a headache," she groaned worriedly.

"A headache? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Erin pressed.

Nancy smiled bitterly, "No, I can't sleep."

"Well, Director Nancy, I have to tell you something. It's bad news, actually, but don't take it too hard." Erin began to cringe just then. She grabbed her dress with both hands like a child who was about to be punished for doing something wrong. She whispered some words shakily.

"Tell me what has happened!"

"It's Jessie. She... she tried to kill herself last night!"

Nancy's heart nearly jumped through her mouth. She felt an explosion in her head.

She stared at Erin for a few seconds, looking as though she had seen a ghost. Then, she managed to ask in a trembling voice, "Is she... please, tell me, is she still alive?"

"Thankfully, yes!" Erin sighed, "I'm so sorry to be bringing you this news right now, Director Nancy. Do you think Jessie attempted suicide because she was punished?

Don't blame yourself for this. I just had to ask. As long as she's alive, there's hope." Nancy wondered what she would have done if Nancy had died. It would have been unbearable. She stood up slowly and said, "Let's go see her."

"Okay."

At about that same time, Charles sat in his office chair. His face was as long as a ruler.

Hiram stood in front of him. "Sir, that's all for now. Do you still wish to carry on with the investigation?"

"We have all the information we need. What else is there to find out? It's needless to continue the investigation."

"So, what do you plan to do now, sir?" Hiram had followed Charles's instructions to dig information about what happened to Nancy five years before. He found out that Nancy was Bobby's mother. She had him for the Fu's family.

He was not exactly shocked. He already had an idea of what was going on.

Charles squeezed his eyebrows in annoyance. That morning's incidence still stirred him the wrong way. He did not understand why Nancy had been like that. He had been nothing short of a good man to her. He had tried desperately to explain that nothing was going on between him and Lilian.

There wasn't even that close of a relationship with him and Lillian; how then could he have had sex with her?

He knew that Nancy was not stupid, but he couldn't figure out why she refused to believe him.

Charles sighed and said, "Hiram, only you and I know about this. Let it stay that way. We don't want to court any needless trouble."

"Yes, sir." Hiram was loyal to Charles. He had become as close as a brother to him.

He didn't understand why Nancy was still avoiding Charles if she was Bobby's birth mother.

Charles sipped some coffee, and Hiram noticed that his eyes were red. "Sir, why not get some rest at the lounge if you're tired?"

He shook his head in the negative. "Thanks, I'll like to be alone now."

"Alright, sir." Hiram left the office.

Charles leaned back into his chair, feeling empty.

Although, he was aware that Nancy was at work, he took out his phone and sent her an ambiguous message. "Dear, what are you doing?"

Nancy and Erin had reached Jessie's ward.

Jessie was wearing an oxygen mask, and her wrist was bound with thick gauze.

She had tried to kill herself by slitting her wrist.

Nancy's imagination made shivers run down her spine as she thought about what Jessie almost did.

"Director Jessie, how could you have done something this outrageous?" she whispered.

"It's quite a lot to take in. She was not only fired at the hospital, but she was also disgraced. I heard that she returned the money to the hospital. They have, in turn, refunded the patient's family. Still, this happened. It's a miracle she was brought in on time. She could have died!" the doctor on duty explained amidst sighs.

Although, Nancy was quiet, her hatred for Charles grew.

He never told her anything. He just did things without asking her.

Did he ever think about what the consequences of his actions would be?

Now that it had come to this, shouldn't he be made to take responsibility?

Her phone's vibration cut her thoughts short.

Nancy took an uninterested glance at the phone and ignored it.

But Charles was not backing down. He sent her another text that read, "Honey, you need to hear me out. This is a big misunderstanding. We've been together for so long and we can't let this come between us The kids are noticing. When I dropped them off at school today, they asked me, 'Is Mommy alright? Why hasn't she smiled for the past two days?' It was heartbreaking to hear that from the children. You don't want them to be sad, do you?"

The children were Nancy's Achilles Heel. She cared about them to a fault, and Charles knew it!

With a sniff, Nancy turned around and walked out of Jessie's ward with Erin.