Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love

As jealousy filled up every bone in Charles' body, he didn't care whether a lot of people were around. He was too pent up with Nancy's beauty that he didn't bother looking at anyone around. He clasped Nancy's head and bit her lips swiftly, not minding if they were in a public place. Charles just wanted to leave his mark on her and let the entire city knows who owned her.

Even when he imprisoned her on a tight embrace, Nancy didn't struggle at all. In fact, she liked how his arms wrapped around her, like a quilt comforting her in the morning.

It was just a moment ago when the two seemed to be fighting like any other couple.

But at the mere touch of Charles' skin against hers gradually made Nancy lose her mind.

Especially those soft lips devouring hers almost sent her begging to her knees. Even if she would be out of breath, Nancy just wanted the moment to last forever.

She thought, 'Let this be the last time. Let me indulge in his warmth for one last time.'

Other parents came and went.

And finally, he let her go.

"Nancy, how does it taste?" he asked, sporting a vicious smile.

"I have tasted it before, and I don't like the taste at all." Although Nancy was panic-stricken, her voice seemed rather calm than quivering.

And if one were to observe closely, a hint of mockery could be extracted from it.

But then Charles immediately pulled a long face upon hearing her response. After all, he was expecting a somewhat different answer from her-something that would boost his male ego. "Nancy, are you mocking my kissing skills?"

"Of course not! You are overthinking. But whatever the case, you have nothing to do with me anymore." As Nancy spoke with a straight face, she also intended to leave. However, just as she was about to turn around, Charles grabbed her arm, almost dragging her and throwing her into his car.

"What are you doing, Charles? Let me go!" she asked in horror, struggling to break free from his tight grip.

"You'll know what I'm going to do next." With those cold words, he stepped on the gas and quickly drove off.

"What?! Are you crazy?!" This time, Nancy shouted inside the car as if she was being kidnapped by some goons.

"Yes. You're driving me crazy, Nancy!" With furrowed brows, Charles growled through gritted teeth. His eyes were intently focused on the road as he smoothly stirred the wheel. "Charles, please let go of me. You're better off without me," Nancy begged with a much gentler voice, hoping that he would listen to her.

But then, stubborn as he was, Charles merely pursed his lips into a thin line and said nothing.

Instead, he drove directly to Hayworth-the most luxurious hotel in the city.

As he arrived, he immediately killed the engine and opened the door.

"Get out," he uttered while standing mightily outside.

"I don't want to, Charles." As she surveyed the grandiosity of the hotel, Nancy had already guessed why he drove all the way here. And there was no way in hell she'd let him do that with her!

But Charles was already losing his head and didn't care whatever Nancy would feel.

So ignoring her rejection, he scooped her out of the car and carried her into the building.

He was a member of the luxurious hotel and had his own presidential suite.

While Nancy still struggled to break free, Charles tightly wrapped his arms around her as he traveled his way to the top floor.

As he placed his finger on the lock scanner, the door clicked open.

After stepping foot inside, he directly went to the bedroom and threw Nancy heavily on the bed. As a result, the mattress sunk together with the sheets while her face contorted into a grimace.

"Do you really have to do this, Charles?" she asked, tightly closing her eyes as she had lost her strength to resist.

"You don't want to do it?!" Charles was really losing his sanity, and by the looks of it, he wasn't even self-aware.

However, to his surprise, Nancy responded, "I want to do it."

She had always regarded sex as an important and intimate mating ritual between couples. And even when she was still young, Nancy had promised herself that she would only do it with the most special man in her heart-someone she had dedicated herself to love forever. And surely, her first sex didn't count.

"Really?1 With that simple response, Charles seemed to be knocked back into his senses. Even his lips trembled as he dreadfully stared at her.

"Yes, I do," Nancy answered with her most passionate voice. Then, she locked her arms around his neck, and senselessly stared back at him.

It seemed that both of them had been waiting for this moment, as evidenced by the glimmer in their eyes.

What a strange and familiar feeling!

Nancy voluntarily gave herself to this man-the man she loved with all her heart. And at that moment, all she wanted was him, just as he wanted her.

The heat that was slowly rising in her body was just too much to handle.

She just wanted him to touch her, to feel his skin against the softness of hers, and to hear his pleading baritone voice.

'Just this once, let me make him feel my love for him,' Nancy bravely thought to herself.

As she closed her eyes and brushed her lips against his, Nancy knew that there was no looking back.

After sharing such an intensely heated moment together, Nancy took a shower and put on her clothes. Then, she walked out of the suite as if nothing had just happened without looking back and saying a word "Nancy!" Charles shouted, utterly speechless as to why she would act that way after sharing such an intimate moment with him.

However, even with the hint of pain in his voice, Nancy didn't stop. Instead, she looked so determined to leave.

With every heavy step she took, Charles could almost feel the finality of their relationship. It was like she was so decided to end things with him.

And as he stared at her disappearing figure, Charles realized that he couldn't just let her go. So he quickly jumped off the bed and crazily chased after her.

But he was too late as Nancy already got in a taxi, and the car drove away.

"Damn it!" he cursed in a low voice and kicked a tree by the roadside to ease his anger.

'How could she leave just like that?!' he silently thought in frustration.

Meanwhile, Nancy had returned to the hospital, acting so casual and calm as if she had just gone out to have lunch.

Although the 'news' between her and Ethan was removed in all online platforms, everyone in the hospital still knew about it.

Frankly, Nancy could care less about it. It was just Ethan who was so worn out.

"Nancy..." When she was off duty in the afternoon, Ethan stopped her in the dark corner of the corridor.

"What's up?" she asked calmly while Ethan surveyed the area like an escaping thief.

After confirming that there was no one around, he uttered, "I want to talk to you."

"Alright. What is it about?" Nancy placed her arms across her chest and prepared to listen to him.

"Tonight at 7:30, No.1 studio of the Flower Cinema. Let's watch a movie together." Ethan handed a movie ticket to Nancy.

"All right." Although she was initially curious as to why he would give her that, Nancy agreed to it.

Ethan said nothing more and instead pulled his collar and covered half of his face with it. Then he bowed his head and walked away in a hurry. Watching him walk so fast like a marathoner, Nancy suddenly pitied him. The latter had always been so aloof and distant of people, even of his workmates.

'Was it because of the rumor?'

Although Nancy thought of that possibility, she still didn't know for sure. So, shrugging her shoulders, she went back to her office until she got off of work. Dinner came, and after she shared the meal with Nadia, Nancy still had to send her Doris' place.

"Where are you going?" asked Doris after Nancy told her she was come back to pick her daughter later that night.

"I have an operation scheduled tonight." Because she didn't want to worry her friend, Nancy just lied with tongue-tied.

"Okay. You don't need to come here if it's too late. Nadia can sleep with me tonight. I'll just send her to the kindergarten after breakfast tomorrow," Doris softly replied, acknowledging what Nancy said. "No, I should be back soon," the latter insisted, slightly embarrassed to be asking such a favor.

"Okay, drive carefully on the way."

"Alright."

When Nancy arrived at the cinema, Ethan was already there waiting for her.

Slowly, she walked up to him and quietly sat down on an empty seat next to him.

"Why are we here?" she asked curiously, staring straight at what was in front of her. If he really wanted to say something, he could have said it over the phone or in the hospital. Why did he choose a crowded place to meet?

"I have something to tell you. I'm afraid that I can't make it clear on the phone. If I approach you in the hospital, all eyes would be on us. If we go to other places, it will look like a date, and I'm afraid you'll be uncomfortable. So after careful consideration, I decided to come to this place," Ethan explained cautiously in a low voice.

Hearing how thorough and careful he was to be seen around with her, Nancy suddenly felt a heavy heart while a lump made its way to her throat.

She didn't think Ethan was a man who was bothered by what others might say.

But these words had thoroughly changed her impression of him.

'How tiring such a life must be!' Nancy thought.

"What do you want to say? Say it. I'm listening." At this moment, Nancy wanted to hear what he was about to say as possible so that she could go back and pick up Nadia.

"Nancy, I've made up my mind. Since everyone thinks that something has happened between us, I want us to be together. I swear I'll be good to Nadia, and I'll treat her as my own daughter. What do you say? Should we give it a try?" As he revealed those words, Ethan wore a serious yet grave expression on his face.