Chapter 86 You Are My Woman

Charles remained silent all the while they were walking out of the ward.

Waiting for them outside was a nanny van that Jay drove.

After getting in, they immediately head straight to the Fu household.

Angelina had already known that Charles would be discharged from the hospital today, but she wasn't excited at all. So, instead of welcoming him with open arms, she chose not to welcome them by the door.

"Grandma, we are back!" Bobby yelled excitingly, rushing in the living room while holding Charles' suit.

"I know you are back," Angelina uttered with an indifferent tone, but she could not remain calm when she saw Nancy and Nadia. "Charles, what is the meaning of this?! Why are they back with you?!"

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Fu. I thought that Charles might need someone to take care of him, so I brought Nancy here. She is a doctor, you know." Jay came in, wearing a polite smile while pushing Charles in the wheelchair.

"He just broke his bone. Can't I take care of him?" Angelina's voice was filled with contempt while her disdainful eyes bore at Nadia and Nancy.

"Mom, just take care of yourself. I need Nancy to look after me." As impatience grew on him, Charles immediately refused his mother's help.

"Daddy is right! We need mommy here!" echoed Bobby, wrapping himself on Nancy's arms as if preventing the latter from leaving.

Meanwhile, nervousness coated Nadia as she gazed at the matriarch of

e hospital, you told Jay to be more caring and soft to Doris. I want to know when you will be softer to me."

A solemn whisper penetrated her ears, coupled with his breath against her skin. It was so electrifying that Nancy felt hands weaken against the rails.

This very moment felt exactly the same as five years ago, on that night.

That man?

As if what he just did was not enough, Charles came closer to her and whispered again, "Nancy..."

The way his baritone and an erotic voice called her name sent shivers down her spine.

This was torture to her womanhood as she was starting to feel something down there.

"Charles, please don't, please don't..." She attempted to stand up again, but she was imprisoned by his embrace. And although she thought of struggling, she was afraid of hurting him.

So instead of resisting, she just had to calm herself and let it go.

Meanwhile in S Country...

Frederic walked along the path in the garden with his cane supporting his every step.

Along with him was Hardy, who walked with both of his hands clasped on his back.

"When do you plan to go back?" asked Frederic as he stopped and glanced at the blossoming plants in the garden.

"Angelina is insane, and that house feels like hell to me. So why should I go back?" Hardy responded with brows tightly knitted and lips pressed into a thin line. Just merely thinking of that house and family wracked his nerves.