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 t
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.