"Clark, are you courting death?" Jill was completely enraged. She suddenly pushed Clark's wheelchair towards the edge of the stairs.
"Mom, what are you doing? If Clark dies, we'll never be able to get the household register!" Fannie shouted and reached for the wheelchair.
However, Fannie was a second late. The wheelchair rolled down the stairs before she even had the chance to grasp it.
If Clark really fell down the stairs, his life would surely be in a critical state.
Just when he thought that he was doomed, a familiar figure suddenly came and rushed over. The man grabbed the wheelchair and stopped it from falling down the stairs.
"What are you doing here, Charles?" Jill asked loudly as she was surprised by the person who just arrived.
"Didn't you ask me to come here? I've already prepared ten million dollars. Where is the household register?" Charles picked Clark up and gently stabilized his wheelchair. "Dad are you okay?" Nancy aske
er. He would never allow Nancy to leave him and the children.
Charles stood before the door of the guest room for two hours.
As long as he was closer to Nancy, it didn't matter if he was tired or not.
But now that he was in front of Nancy's troubled face, he could not say a word from his heart.
He just blankly stared at Nancy and said, "Nancy, I won't allow you to leave me, never."
Looking at Charles's domineering look, Nancy sneered, "Charles, don't be so unreasonable, okay? I'm a free person. Marriage is between the two of us. It's not merely focused on what you want. Whether you agree or not, I'm leaving today."
"Don't you care about the kids?" Charles asked.
Last night, he had pinned his hope that he wanted to keep Nancy from leaving. But how did her heart become so cruel, as if she didn't care about the children at all.
In the end, he took care of the crying children.
It seemed that Nancy was determined to leave them.