Chapter 647 The Price

"Shh, Hardy, don't let Charles hear what you said. I tell you, he is a bad guy. Be careful, or he might..." As he spoke, Derrick made a gesture of cutting his neck.

What he said only made Hardy angrier. If he could, he would’ve pushed Derrick hard so he would fall on the floor. "You'd better save it. Charles is not as heartless as you! How could you do that to Joseph? You deserve how your son ignores you."

Without saying anything, Derrick flashed a smile and shook his head.

There was not even an ounce of guilt in Derrick's heart after everything he had done. This was still the life he wanted, even if that meant he needed to pretend to be a fool for a little longer.

The first place Charles went to when he left them was Nancy's hospital room, only to find out that she had already fallen asleep.

After all the trouble she made last night, how could she not get tired?

But he was tired too!

With his sleepy eyes, Charles looked around the room and figured there was a space beside Nancy which

e said it in a fit of anger. Why did he still provoke her?

Frustrated, Nancy couldn't help but shout, "Charles!"

All she wanted was for Charles to say something that could end the stalemate between them.

However, with a sullen face, Charles didn't say anything. He just kept silent.

No, he said something. But the words he said only made her furious. "Nancy, kill me if you can!"

Well, Nancy finally understood what passion killing was. At this moment, it seemed like there was no other way out for her if she didn't kill Charles.

With her slightly trembling hands, she pressed the edge of the knife on his neck, little by little.

'Charles must have felt the pain, but why hasn't he dodged?'

"Don't think I couldn’t do it." As she spoke, Nancy felt a lump form in her throat.

"You can kill me! I’ll die happily under your knife!" The truth was, Charles was certain that she wouldn't kill him. Nancy didn't have the guts to do so. If she had, then she wasn't the woman he was familiar with.