Somehow, Nancy always felt like she owed their children so much.
"Bobby, Nadia, please go back to your room. Mommy and I need to talk," Charles said in a low voice. It took him everything he had to hold back his anger. He didn't want them to witness Nancy and him fighting.
"Daddy, what are you going to do? Are you angry at Mommy?" Bobby could feel the iciness between their parents. The expression on his dad's face was rather unsettling.
Daddy was indeed angry!
"Listen to me, Bobby. Daddy loves Mommy very much. What do you think Daddy will do to Mommy? We just need to talk, that's all. You don't have to worry, okay? Now, go to your room." The tone of Charles' voice was soft, yet it still felt cold. The kids knew what this implied.
"Okay. Nadia, let's go. Let's just play in our room." Bobby gently held Nadia's hand and walked away with her.
"Daddy is a little scary, isn't he? I hope he won't fight with Mommy," Nadia whispered as soon as they were out of earshot. She felt really uncomfortable seeing their parents like this.
"It's Mommy's fault this time, Nadia. Of course, they will fight," Bobby replied nonchalantly. He still held onto Nadia's hand while they walked upstairs. Then, he said, "The one who did something wrong must be scolded."
Nadia withdrew his hand from his brother's and replied, "But she's Mommy. I don't want Daddy to scold her." She stopped at the staircase and objected to what Bobby just said.
"I know. And so does Mommy. But we can't do anyth
o go. We should not bother them." Bobby held onto Nadia's clothes. "It's normal for Daddy and Mommy to have a little fight sometimes. It can also help their feelings warm up."
Nadia looked at her brother and said, "Why do you know everything, Bobby?" She looked at him confusedly. How could he stay calm right now?
"Because I'm your brother and I'm older than you," Bobby replied seriously. He went back to building his blocks.
As she heard that, Nadia sat down again and looked at Bobby.
"What are you staring at? I know I'm handsome. You're not ugly either, ha-ha." Even though Bobby was kidding, his face was quite impassive.
"What? That's not funny at all. I was just watching you. Humph!" Nadia retorted and crossed her arms.
"Well, then you are ugly. Better?" Bobby laughed lightheartedly.
"No, I'm not!" she answered crossly.
"Then what do you want me to say? I don't get it." Bobby looked at her and asked.
Nadia rested her chin on her hands and thought for a while. "Bobby, if you and I are twins just like Daddy and Mommy said, maybe I should be your older sister and you're my younger brother."
"Humph! You're just guessing. Didn't Mommy say that I am older than you?" Bobby stated conceitedly.
"That does not mean it's the truth. Mommy might not know it at that time. I really think I should be your older sister."
"Well, you don't look like a big sister at all. I'm much taller and more sensible than you. So I'm your big brother," Bobby argued defensively.