Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love novel Chapter 289

"Does Mommy love you? No, I don't think so," Charles replied coldly.

"Daddy... Are you mad at Mommy?" Nadia would be upset to see Charles and Nancy quarrel and ignore each other.

So she asked him in a soft voice.

She stared at Charles, keeping the tears from strolling down her face.

Charles didn't like seeing her that way. He felt sorry for her.

He picked up Nadia and said, "Let's go home, kids."

When they reached home, Nancy was already cooking dinner.

Charles didn't speak a word. He quietly took out the ointment and applied some to Bobby.

Meanwhile, Nancy cooked noodles with onion.

"If you are already hungry, you can start eating." She looked at Bobby and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Don't worry, mommy, it doesn't hurt anymore," Bobby reassured his mother.

Nancy sighed.

"What's with the sigh? The truth is, deep within your heart, you don't really care about me and the kids!" Charles accused her angrily.

'What are you thinking about?" Nancy couldn't understand why he was shouting in rage.

Wasn't she the one who had the right to be angry?

"Daddy, mommy, it hurts!" Bobby shouted not because he was in pain, but so he could prevent Charles and Nancy from arguing again.

Indeed, it worked. "Oh, Bobby! Tell mommy, where does it hurt?" Nancy immediately shifted her attention to their son. She leaned over and placed her hand on Bobby's forehead.

"Here and here..." Bobby pointed at his forehead, arms and cheeks.

Charles and Nancy attended to Bobby with utmost concern and urgency.

Applying ointment, rubbing, massaging, and so on...

"Let me do it. You can go ahead and eat." Perhaps Charles was wondering if he said something wrong or he noticed that Nancy was so busy that she couldn't even wipe off the beads of sweat on her forehead.

"No, I'm not hungry yet. You go eat first," replied Nancy.

"Daddy and Mommy, you can both have dinner now. It doesn't hurt anymore!" Bobby told them with an ingenious smile.

"How about you? Could you eat even just a little?" Nancy asked her son.

"Yes, I want to eat, mommy," Bobby agreed.

"Come here. Mommy will help you eat," said Nancy, taking the bowl with Bobby's food.

"Daddy, mommy, I'll do it! Let me feed Bobby." Nadia patted her belly and said, "I'm already full anyway."

"I agree with Nadia, mommy and daddy. I also want her to feed me," Bobby echoed.

"Well, I don't see any problem with that," Charles concurred, passing the bowl to Nadia.

It was a quiet dinner. Charles and Nancy ate with ease.

Neither of them said a word. Aside from the occasional chatter and giggles of Bobby and Nadia, the atmosphere was awkward and unsettling.

After dinner, Nancy washed the children's clothes.

She thought that the children had already fallen asleep, but they were not. As she passed by their bedroom door, she saw Bobby and Nadia leaning against Charles. He was reading a fairy tale book to the two children.

The view warmed Nadia's heart. She gazed at Charles with admiration.

Bobby raised questions and commented every now and then, and Charles always responded.

Charles gestured with two thumbs up, signaling "OK". He then stepped out of Bobby's room.

Nancy was heading straight to the guest room.

But Charles grabbed her arm. In a low voice, he asked her, "Where are you going?"

"Why are you asking? You already know the answer," responded Nancy, sniffing.

Charles was surprised. It seemed like Nancy was about to cry, a thing she almost never did.

"Are you crying?" Charles asked with a comforting tone. He instinctively raised his hand to wipe Nancy's tears.

When his hands reached her face, there were tears indeed. Seeing her that way made his heart ache.

He made her sad.

But why was he feeling more heartbroken she was?

"Why are you crying?" Charles continued asking.

Nancy was not ready to talk to him yet. She grabbed his hand and removed it from her face. She stubbornly walked towards the guest room.

When she got inside the room, she turned around to lock the door. But Charles was quick to follow her, pushing the door open with his arm. He definitely wouldn't let her shut the door on him. "Nancy, how long are you going to make a fuss?"

"Make a fuss?" With an angry smile, Nancy raised her hand and wiped her tears. "Are you accusing me of making a fuss? Then tell me, what am I making a fuss about?" It's not like I brought a man home or forced someone to commit suicide!

"What is your intention, then? What do you mean?" I've already explained to you that I didn't do it on purpose. And what about the suicide? I didn't compel anyone to end their life! Whatever it is that you are trying to say, say it straight to my face!" Charles had no idea of Jessie's suicide.

Nancy brushed her hands through her hair and raised her head. She looked straight into Charles' eyes with tears in hers and asked, "Do you think I don't know that it's you who told President Hobart that Jessie received red envelopes from the patients?"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief. "So this is what it's all about? I thought..." He paused for a while to think. "Nancy, I'm the hospital's biggest investor. Don't I even have the right to punish the culpable doctor? If I didn't punish Jessie, other doctors will surely follow suit. Do you want this to happen again?"

"Of course not! But you have to judge the situation. Because of what happened, we now have a shortage of pediatric doctors. And if you think about it, Anna has always been coveting Jessie's position. Now, she is eyeing mine. It's just a matter of time until she tries to take it from me. In her eyes, she is the most powerful doctor in the pediatric department! I acknowledge Anna's competence as a pediatrician, but she is very arrogant! She tends to be overly confident that she sometimes she lacks caution. If no one would deter her, who knows how much trouble she will stir up one day!"