Chapter 270 Two Little Girls

"Mr. Fu, I don’t understand what I did wrong?" The receptionist looked perplexed. She didn’t quite understand what she did wrong that night.

It was clear to them that the receptionist was responsible for what had happened to Nancy.

"Don’t give me excuses! You're the one fault for what happened to her!" Charles then lifted Nancy in his arms and walked out.

"Charles, wait. Let me explain, it’s not the receptionist’s fault. It was Doris’s idea..." Nancy was still in a daze. But she tried her best to defend the receptionist while she could.

"Nancy, shut up. Don't you ever mention this again! If you wanted a male prostitute that badly, I don't mind being your male prostitute tonight!" Charles opened the passenger seat door of the car and threw Nancy inside.

"Ouch!" she cried, as her head knocked off the back of the seat.

Charles took a quick glance at her to see if she was alright. He then fastened her seat belt.

He pursed his lips and got inside the car.

As they drove off, a gust of wind blew in from the car window. Nancy was still a bit drunk from the alcoh

indulged in the attention of other women while I'm pregnant. You didn’t even apologize to me, and instead made up a lame excuse. I don’t want to have a baby with you anymore…" she bellowed.

Jay kept silent.

"Are you stupid? Don’t you know how hard it is to be pregnant? Why don’t you try putting yourself in my shoes for a change? If you were able to get pregnant, why don’t you give birth for me?" Doris then slammed the glove box compartment out of frustration.

Jay still remained silent.

He couldn’t understand how a woman could be so emotional and irrational during her pregnancy.

But what he didn’t know was that it was common for pregnant women to experience mood swings, which was often hard to control.

If he had explained the situation to her earlier, then this problem wouldn’t have escalated.

However, he failed to do so. He thought that if he let her complain for a while, her rant would end faster.

But what he didn’t expect was the ‘hatred’ that she had suppressed deep in her heart would awaken. A long forgotten hatred that would soon take revenge on him.