Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love novel Chapter 322

Nadia was a perceptive child for her age. During her time with Flora, she learned to be keen and observant of people's words and expressions.

Her mother's happiness meant a lot to her. Seeing Nancy unhappy would make her feel just as dejected.

"Yes, mommy. I'm starving! Let's have breakfast already! " Nadia said as she held Nancy's hand. She was trying to pull Nancy towards the kitchen.

"Alright!" Nancy caved in, picked up Nadia, and walked out of the bedroom.

Bobby snickered at Charles.

Charles patted his little head gently, "You brat, what are you laughing about?"

Charles saw a devious smile and cunning eyes on Bobby's face.

"Daddy, keep going!" Bobby whispered, but his tone was intense.

"Well, why don't you help daddy? Do you really want to leave daddy all alone?" Charles asked bitterly.

"How could you say that? You are my dear daddy! I just. .." Bobby faltered.

"Just what?" Charles asked again, eager to get an answer.

"I just want daddy and mommy to get married soon. In this way, Nadia and I will have a complete family. You and mommy could even give us a little brother or sister. Daddy, don't you agree that's a good idea?" Bobby looked up at Charles. What he asked was clearly an innocent question.

"You see, daddy also wants to marry mommy as soon as possible. How about this? I will go to the old mansion today to talk to your grandmother and great grandfather. What do you think?"

"That would be great, daddy! Way to go!" Clenching his little fists, Bobby thumped his daddy's leg heavily.

"You brat, you know how to incite me. Good for you. Come on!"

The two walked out, laughing.

After breakfast, Nancy insisted on going to work. Charles couldn't stop her. In the end, he could do nothing but agree.

As usual, he drove the kids to the kindergarten.

As always, Nancy was busy with work.

It was almost noon when Charles' business meeting ended.

He was about to go to the old mansion. However, his phone rang as soon as he walked out of the meeting room. On the line was his mother, Angelina.

"Mom?" Charles asked softly.

"Hi, son! I'm having lunch here at the Warm Restaurant. Would you like to come and accompany me?" Angelina asked, hopeful.

"Warm Restaurant? Okay, wait for me. I'll be there soon. " Charles was thinking about howto bring up his plan to marry Nancy. It was a good opportunity to discuss it with his mother.

So he agreed to join her without hesitation.

"I booked table number nine. Please take note of that,"

Angelina advised.

"Okay, got it." He went downstairs and drove to the restaurant.

Consistent with the restaurant's name, the place was elegant and comfortable. It was not crowded with people, so it was a good place to talk about serious matters.

Charles went straight to table nine. A woman was occupying the table, casually reading a fashion magazine. But the woman was not Charles' mother, Angelina.

She lifted her head as soon as she heard the approaching footsteps. A warm smile splashed across her face when she saw Charles.

The woman was stunningly beautiful that Charles was astounded for a while.

He shrugged and sheepishly smiled. "I'm sorry. I might have gone to the wrong table."

The two smiled at each other genuinely. But they failed to notice that as soon as their hands touched, Angelina immediately shot photos.

Then she uploaded them on the Internet.

Angelina planned the whole thing. She did it to create a public impression that Charles was dating Christine.

Or more specifically, she did it for Nancy to misunderstand.

If Charles wasn't rough on her the night before, Nancy wouldn't have minded the photograph at all.

She was not an unreasonable woman. She was aware that businessmen like Charles transacted with different kinds of clients, both men and women.

But this case was different. It happened at a time when she was holding a grudge against him.

Nancy just walked out of the operating room. The few days that she was absent at the hospital accumulated the number of patients who needed to undergo an operation. She had been performing surgeries for seven hours in a row. Her legs were tired and her knees were tingling.

At the stairway, she caught the nurses whispering. They were gossiping, as it seemed.

"Rich men are fickle, I tell you. They are all fickle!"

"Do you think Director Nancy knows about it?"

"No, I don't think so. Director Nancy has a good temper, but she will never tolerate cheating and unfaithfulness!"

"I once regarded Charles as a dream guy. I never expected him to be such a jerk!" "All men are the same. They can't seem to have enough of beautiful women..."

While the nurses were talking, one of them noticed Nancy standing behind her. She stammered in a hurry and said, "Here comes Director Nancy. Let's go!"

The nurses hurriedly dispersed.

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