Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love
Chapter 314 What's The Relationship

Did Nancy love him?

The more he thought of Nancy, the more confused he became. Returning to his room, he turned to look out the window. He watched as Nancy approached a black sports car.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a handsome and extraordinary man. Who was he?

Was he the father of her children?

Was he with Nancy?

Why didn't she say anything about him?

Every time she mentioned that man, she would say something vague about him.

What was the relationship between the two of them?

By this time, Nancy had gone downstairs and stood outside the car.

"Oh, you're finally here. You don't look so happy. Why? You didn't want to leave yet?" Charles questioned her with a voice dripping in sarcasm.

"Can you talk nicely? I don't have the energy for this. If you don't want me here, I can take a taxi home," she replied sourly.

"It's not like the door is locked. Do you want to leave with me, or not?" Charles grumbled.

Though it was late in the night, there were still people walking the streets. Even though Nancy was stubborn, she knew this wasn't the right time to pick a fight with

Charles.

She reluctantly opened the door and got into the car.

Without saying a word, Charles started the car and drove away from the house.

Not wanting to talk to him, Nancy took out her phone and began checking her WeChat.

Charles' face darkened as she continued to ignore him. The atmosphere in the car felt like winter.

It was so cold between them!

The two kept silent during the car ride.

Nancy continued to ignore Charles, fueling his anger. He asked gloomily, "Did you have a nice time with Edward today?"

"It wasn't bad," she said in an uninterested tone.

"That's it? 'It wasn't bad'? What were you doing in the room with him when the kids weren't around?"

"What?" It was confirmed that Charles was jealous. His wild assumptions flustered Nancy.

With a malicious smile, she asked, "What were we doing?" She scoffed at him. "Take a guess. What do you think, Mr. Fu?" she asked provocatively.

Nancy suddenly felt the car halt to a stop.

Charles had pulled the car over and turned to her, saying, "Nancy, do you understand the consequences of provoking me?"

"Why are you being so bossy? Edward just came back. What would I do with him? I was cleaning the room. What did you think I was doing?" she argued.

"Yeah, right! Cleaning the room? I'm sure he can clean his room by himself. Why did you need to help him with that? Did you need an excuse to do something shameful with him?" he questioned, his voice rising with each question. Charles' mind was on fire.

It always seemed like he could control everything around him, but he was always helpless when it came to Nancy.

Triggered by his shouting, she said, "Yes, he got on the bed! Listen, it's not like he's an outsider. He's the one that's closest to me. Do you understand?"

"Closer than me?" he asked in a low whisper. Charles knew the question was unreasonable, but he couldn't help but ask.

He could already guess how this stubborn girl would answer.

Sure enough, Nancy answered without hesitation, "Yes, closer than you!"

They both fell silent. So silent it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Taking a deep breath and narrowing his eyes, he slowly lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

The smoke from the cigarette immediately spread in the car.

"Is he really closer to you than I am? How can you be so cruel, Nancy?"

"He is," she replied stubbornly.

Charles ran his fingers through his hair and took another deep breath, trying to calm himself. Under the street lights, his handsome face looked resentful and cold.

Staring at his face, Nancy felt anxious. Charles was terrifying when he was like this!

She felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave him before he became angrier. "Charles, please open the door and let me go," she said cautiously.

"You want to leave? Do you want to leave your children and me to be with Edward?" he questioned, his jaw tightening in anger.

"Charles, please stop. Don't try and tell me what to do. If I want to live with you, or if I don't, it's my choice. You can't force me! You can't control me!" she said, staring blankly ahead. Charles took a deep drag on his cigarette and didn't say anything more.

"I can leave with Nadia," she continued in a low voice, afraid of provoking him further.

She knew Charles to be a domineering man. He would never agree with this.

To him, Nancy was his woman. She belonged to him.

With a sinister smile, he said, "You want to leave because you want to live with Edward, don't you?" He smiled maliciously at her, making him look like a mandragora blossoming in the night. She turned to look at the floor, not wanting to see Charles' icy face.

"I'm not saying I want to go and live with Edward. I just want you to go back home. Your mother and grandfather are waiting for you to come back," she said weakly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Charles reclined his seat with a "clap" sound. With a jerk of his hand, he forcefully pulled her towards him. "Stop! What are you doing?" she asked, alarmed.

"You tell me, Nancy," he growled when she was in his arms. Suppressing his anger long enough, he couldn't control himself anymore after hearing Nancy's words. He kissed her roughly, making her head spin with the dizzying kiss. The more she struggled against him, the more he suppressed her.

He didn't feel the need to say anything more. This woman belonged to him and could only be his for the rest of her life!

Charles bit her lips roughly, numbing them.

Struggling against him, she said, "I want you to move out of my house!" Gasping for breath, she looked at him with wide eyes and pinched him hard in the arms. She had no interest in seeing him anymore. Damn it! How could he be so cruel to her?

The more she resisted, the harder Charles kissed her.

"I can't stand you, Charles!"

"You can hate me as much as you want, but you can never leave me! Edward will never have you!" he said fiercely, pinning down her arms.

"He's my brother, just my brother..." she pleaded.

"I don't care who he is, or what your relationship is with him. Listen to me, you can't be with him!" Continuing to shout he said, "Tell me, do you love him?"

"1 love him, Charles! I love him, and it's none of your business. It has nothing to do with you! You're so selfish. Edward has never forced me, or bullied me into doing anything! I can't stand you!" She desperately grabbed at Charles' arms and legs.

Charles jerked away at the sudden pain, and then continued to punish Nancy more severely.

Nancy felt hollow inside. She felt as if she was dying repeatedly.

Later that night, Charles drove her to the villa in the suburb.

After all that fighting, Nancy felt drained and fell into a deep sleep in the car.