Sweet Twins

Chapter 426 Talking To Himself

But Charles was also strange tonight. He sat on the bed with his phone in his hand for a long time.

This man was... too weird today.

Nancy wondered what he was plotting.

Charles had a good sleep.

When he woke up at dawn, Nancy was no longer by his side.

"Why does she get up so early?" Groaning, he got out of bed and stretched a little.

"Daddy!"

Bobby and Nadia ran in.

A smile automatically spread across his face when he saw them. "Good morning, kids."

"Daddy, did Mommy agree?" the kids asked at the same time.

"You guess." With a smile, Charles bent down and pinched Nadia's face.

"Guess..." Nadia began to bite her fingers.

"Stupid! You are so stupid." Bobby sneered. "How old are you? Why can't you still learn to read others' faces?"

"Bobby, what does that mean?" Their teacher didn't teach them that. How did Bobby know that?

Why didn't she know?

"Look at Daddy. Is he happy?"

Nodding, she replied, "Yes, Daddy is very happy."

"Yes, why do you think Daddy is so happy?" Bobby reminded her.

"Daddy..." As if she realized something, Nadia smiled. "Daddy, did Mommy agree to marry you?"

"Not bad, Nadia. You're not very stupid." And then Bobby grinned at her.

Delighted, Charles kissed them both on their cheeks. "You are right. Mommy agreed."

To his surprise, Bobby began shouting in excitement, "Wow! Mommy and Daddy are finally getting married!"

Soon, Nadia joined Bobby. They were still shouting as they ran downstairs.

Looking at Bobby's back, Charles smiled mischievously. This little boy, at such a young age, had learned how to guess other people's thoughts.

Sure enough, like father, like son?

However, his father, Hardy, was totally different from him.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Charles went downstairs, thinking that he should start preparing for his their wedding while he was free now.

"Mommy, did you promise to marry Daddy?"

Nadia and Bobby's chirping came from the dining room.

In an instant, Nancy's face turned red. "Did your Daddy say that?" Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

"Yes, Daddy said you agreed to marry him."

"Yes." Nancy thought that Edward had finally replied to Charles. Otherwise, he wouldn't have told the news to the children.

"Mommy, you are so kind."

"Yes, Mommy. From now on, we will be a family!" It couldn't be denied how happy Bobby was.

Frowning, Nancy replied, "We have always been a family."

"It's different. Soon, Nadia and I will be like the other children, ha-ha..."

There was a pinch of pain in Nancy's heart when she heard this. She used to care about her relationship with Charles, but later on, she gradually ignored it.

She thought the children would accept their current situation.

However, it seemed like they cared about it more than she did.

Was it a sense of security?

The kids were asking her and Charles for a sense of security.

For so long, all she cared about was what Frederic and Angelina could do, that she had ignored her children's feelings. Maybe she should think more about the children.

At this time, Charles came in.

"Edward replied?" asked Nancy.

"Yes, he said that your marriage certificate with him was not valid at all. Look, it was a waste of time for the media to spread rumors. Well, now you can marry me without hesitation, right Nancy?" His eyes were full of joy.

When she felt her cheeks heated, Nancy lowered her head and replied softly, "Yes."

"What? Why do you sound unhappy? It seems like you're being forced to marry me." Although he knew that Nancy was happy, he still teased her on purpose.

"Of course not..." Her mouth opened to say something but stopped on a second thought.

All of a sudden, Charles asked, "Do you love me, Nancy?"

Nancy fell silent.

The word "love" was too heavy for her to blurt out, because she had always been reserved.

"Do you love me, Nancy?" he asked again.

"Daddy, Mommy, let's have breakfast. We are hungry." Two kids ran into the dining room.

But Charles kept his eyes fixated on her.

Nancy had once said that, but he wanted to hear it again.

He wouldn't give up until Nancy gave him an answer.

When Nancy saw the kids came in, she quickly said, "Let's talk about it after breakfast."

Charles raised his eyebrows in disappointment.

Curious as she had always been, Nadia asked, "Daddy, what were you talking about with Mommy just now?"

Afraid that Charles would talk nonsense, Nancy quickly changed the topic. "Nothing. Let's eat."

But Nadia was just like her daddy—she wouldn't just give up. "What's it? Tell me, Daddy."

Nancy glanced at Charles.

Her eyes warned him not to say anything stupid to the children.

Charles naughtily winked at Nadia and Bobby. "You two want to know, don't you?"

"Yes," they said in chorus.

"Curiosity is a good thing. If you want to know, listen carefully later," Charles said mysteriously.

Clueless, Nadia obediently nodded. "Okay."

For the second time today, Bobby rolled his eyes at her and said, "Are you stupid? Daddy is fooling us."

"Really? Daddy?" Nadia asked in disbelief.

"Of course not. Just listen carefully." His voice sounded more serious this time.

"Well, stop it. It's time to go to school. Go to school with Daddy," urged Nancy.

Feeling helpless, Nadia sighed. "Okay. Bobby, let's go."

It was Bobby who walked out first.

He pursed his lips and imagined the scene when his Daddy and Mommy got married.

His smile didn't seem to disappear.

Charles held Nadia's hand and followed Bobby out.

Suddenly, something occurred to him, so he turned around and said, "Nancy, I'll pick up the children this afternoon."

"Okay." Without thinking too much, Nancy agreed.

Soon, the car had left and Nancy came inside the house.

With a smile, Nancy went to the dressing room to check the wound on her forehead.

Yesterday, she received a call from Erin at home, saying that a patient had chosen her to perform the operation.

How could Nancy fail this persistent trust?

According to Erin, the patient had an osteomyelitis and needed to undergo an operation as soon as possible.

Layer by layer, she removed the gauze around her forehead, and saw some blood scabs on the wound.

She cleaned the wound with clear water and disinfected it with medical disinfectant.

Fortunately, the wound was not severe, and now only a small red piece could be seen. It was not too obvious.

After putting on a little make-up, Nancy changed her clothes and walked out.