How humble Charles' love was! Only when he held Nancy would he have a sense of security.
Since Nancy was too drunk to walk on her own, Charles carried her upstairs.
"Nancy, you smell like alcohol. Have a good shower." Charles planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I want you to bathe me. The kids said we bathed together. Do you know how embarrassed I was?
How did the kids know? We didn't let them see us. Alas, how could they be so thoughtless to say that
in front of Brandy?" Somehow, Nancy felt guilty that the kids knew such things. They were too young.
"On the contrary, they are too sensible."
"They inherited it from you."
"They got your genes." Of course, Charles said this to deliberately piss Nancy.
"Well, okay, it's my genes. I gave birth to them after all. If they were not like me, I would be angry."
Nancy snorted.
"Yes, the kids are a lot like you and me." They both chuckled.
When their laughter died down, Charles tucked some stubborn strands of her hair behind her ears.
"Nancy, how nice it is for us to be like this. Everything seems perfect when it's just you, me and the
children. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, I like it too." As soon as she finished her words, Nancy frowned. "Help me take a shower. My
belly hurts. It hurts."
The pain she felt showed on her now pale face, and it was becoming paler as the seconds passed.
"Nancy, what's wrong?" For a moment, Charles was confused. Then he gritted his teeth when he
remembered something. "Damn it! I forgot that you can't drink during your period. Did you forget about
it too?"
Guilt flooded him when he realized that this was probably the reason why he felt uneasy while Nancy
and Brandy were drinking.
It was not until now that he was seeing her pained expression that he remembered she just had her
period last night. She shouldn't have drunk today.
For a long time, she had suffered from dysmenorrhea, and it was not easy for her to get better. But
now, all her previous efforts were wasted. Did it hurt again?
He touched Nancy's belly and said, "Do you want to take painkillers? Tell me!"
"No, it's not as painful as last night. Don't be nervous. Just give me some hot water." The pain was still
tolerable, so Nancy didn't bother to take any painkiller.
It was the wine that stimulated her dysmenorrhea. Nancy felt it, but she didn't show it in front of Brandy.
She wanted to drink with her to let her know that she and Charles were in good terms, and that they
were a happy family.
This was the way she thought of to make Brandy distance herself.
Some feelings should be hidden in one's heart, and so should Brandy's feelings for Charles.
Gratitude could not be mistaken with love.
How Nancy wished Brandy could understand her point! She drank so much, and now she had to bear
the consequences.
After putting Nancy on the bed, Charles poured some water with brown sugar for her.
Just a little while after Nancy drank it, the colors on her face slowly came back.
Needless to say, she felt better now.
"Thank you, Charles."
"Really? Aren't you just pretending?" Then he raised his eyebrows at her.
"Of course it's true. You clearly know it, but you still have to ask, bad guy."
"Then why don't you marry me? You care about me so much that you almost threw yourself in my arms
in front of Brandy. Now that she is not here, why are you being distant again?"
"Well, the kids were here all the time. When did I throw myself in your arms? Even though I love you,
I'm still reserved. Charles, you are making fun of me on purpose. Humph, I won't talk to you anymore,"
said Nancy in a fit of pique.
"It's not that difficult to admit that you love me. You just don't want to say it. Reserved? I don't like
reserved women. Nancy!" As he looked at her with burning eyes, Charles couldn't help but be
complacent.
This woman had always hidden her thoughts deeply and rarely showed them.
But how she behaved in front of Brandy proved that she loved him, the children and their family.
Therefore, Charles just let Nancy do whatever she wanted to do. It also satisfied him anyway.
Using her fingers, Nancy pinched his lips. "Then I won't be reserved anymore, you bad guy."
This action sent a different feeling to Charles; he opened his mouth and gently bit her finger. Then he
took a deep breath and said, "Don't be such a tease. You can't do it today."
"Hmm. Okay." The warm current down there made Nancy frown slightly. "Well, I need to take a shower.
Go to bed early tonight."
"Okay, let me help you."
The next morning, it was Nancy who woke up first.
The influence of alcohol was already gone, and she couldn't remember much about her gaffe last night.
With her eyes half closed, she turned to look at Charles, who was still sleeping.
The morning light shone on his handsome face, which allowed her to appreciate his beautiful features.
There was no doubt that Charles was really handsome!
A sudden idea crossed Nancy's mind which made her giggle inwardly. She pulled down a hair and put it
into his nose.
Because of this, Charles, who was still sleeping, sneezed loudly.
He rubbed his nose and went back to sleep.
But not long after he went back to sleep, his nose itched again.
Finally, Charles opened his eyes and saw Nancy swaying a hair in front of him.
Now he finally understood why his nose itched. It turned out that this woman was making trouble!
Shaking his head, Charles scooted closer to her. "Nancy, are you looking for trouble?"
"No. I'm just trying to wake you up. I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry?" Nancy asked.
"Nancy, you want me to cook for you, don't you?"
"It's you who like to cook for us, right?"
"Nancy, I have spoiled you. I can cook for you, but you should give me a reward, shouldn't you?" His
perfect set of teeth showed when he smiled.
He looked so innocent, but his hands were restless.
The moment Nancy felt his hands, she trembled.
"Charles, stop. You know I can't..." In a hurry, she grabbed his restless hands to stop him.
"It was you who aroused my desire. I don't care. You have to find a way to put out the fire for me now,
or I won't let you go or cook for you." The smug look on his face made Nancy helpless.
"If you don't want to cook, then I'll do it myself. Tell me, what do you want to eat?" Left without a choice,
Nancy sighed.
It was just a meal. She could just simply do it. What was the big deal?
"No, what I want to eat now is you! What should I do? Nancy, you can't go. I won't let you go. You must
find a way!" Charles acted like a spoiled little kid.
"Alas, Charles, what do you want me to do? You know I have my period. How could you make things
difficult for me?" At this moment, Nancy regretted teasing him. Why did she provoke Charles?
Now, she was in trouble, wasn't she?
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