Charles sighed helplessly.
"Kids, get in the car. Let's go home." Charles opened the door and carried the children into the car.
Nancy was driving her car.
Charles was obviously angry. He drove so fast on the road that he didn't seem to want to wait for Nancy.
Nancy drove carefully, so she arrived home a little late.
Charles and the kids were not in the living room. They might go to the study or the toy room.
What Charles had done today in the sanatorium surprised Nancy a lot.
And she owed Charles a little.
So, Nancy went to the kitchen to cook Charles' favorite steak and clay pot Chicken Rice.
After that, the kids took a shower and fell asleep under the care of Charles.
Nancy put the dishes on the table.
Then she wanted to take a shower and go to bed.
Charles was a little fierce today. She'd better not provoke him.
"Is it so difficult for you to accompany me for a while?" Charles went downstairs and asked coldly.
"It's not difficult. What
in Charles' eyes, she was still angry with Charles' overbearing manner.
He would never discuss with her if he wanted her.
He didn't look for her because he didn't miss her, did he?
Of course she wouldn't take the initiative.
But now, she seemed to see a touch of sadness in Charles' eyes.
Was he sad?
Nancy thought, 'Did I make a mistake?
How could Charles be sad? Didn't he have a good time with Brandy?'
Look, Nancy is really stubborn. She seems to know that Charles is not such a casual man, but she still believes those photos in a fit of pique.
Just like Charles believes that something happened between her and Rick.
This is actually the possessive desire of a couple, and it is more because they care about each other. If the two really don't care, who would care who is with whom?
They care about each other, but they are unwilling to admit it. Therefore, the two of them keep torturing each other.
"Deal?" Charles seemed to ask Nancy, or himself.