Charles didn't like the term Nancy used. But since she said it so seriously, it sounded as if there was really a deal between them.
"Nancy, you're really good at this. I have to agree." After saying that, Charles scooped her effortlessly, showcasing his chiseled arms. "So, you have to work hard. As a businessman, I only go for good deals!"
"What are you doing, Charles?" Watching him slowly lose control and turn savage, Nancy flinched, but his arms were wrapped too tight around her.
"I have agreed to your 'deal.' Aren't you happy that I will fulfill your wish now?" Charles retorted with a sinister smile.
At this point, a surge of fear enveloped Nancy. In fact, every time Charles went crazy with his desires, she would be panic-stricken.
"Let's forget about the deal, alright? I don't care about Fannie's life. She deserves it. Just let me go. I regret saying it."
"What a pity! It's too late for you to regret it now!"
"Charles, let go of me. You can't force me. I don't want to. If you continue to force me, I'll call the police!" Nancy shouted incoherently. Her eyes were filled with so much apprehension as she eyed him.
"Well, let's see if you can call the police tonight!" With those words, Charles ravaged her, and the two spent the entire night putting off the steam of their desire.
The next day was Saturday, and since it was the weekend, Nancy didn't get up early.
'Alas, my waist and back are sore. Even my legs are still jelly!
Charles is really a demon when he loses his mind.
He didn't care about my feelings at all!
My body is aching all over! Damn him!’ she cursed, struggling to lift herself from the mattress.
Suddenly, she heard sounds of laughter resonating from the courtyard. Curious as to whoever it was, she walked closer to the window while holding her waist for support.
There she saw Bobby and Nadia standing behind Charles, posing as if they were ready to fight. Charles was evidently teaching them boxing.
And when they began jabbing their hands in the air, Nancy couldn't help but smile at how adorable her kids were.
The morning sunshine had begun to shower light on the garden. Although it was a little cold, the moist had bolstered the plums' blossoming, giving more life to the backyard.
Everything—from the kids' laughter to the blooming of the flower—was just too peaceful. Unfortunately, Nancy blankly stared through the windowpane, slightly bemused.
For a while, she watched quietly and then realized that she had to go to the hospital to accompany her mother today.
So, Nancy went downstairs in a hurry to the kitchen to make breakfast.
She took out her phone and searched for a quick breakfast to cook.
And from time to time, as she cooked, the children's cheers resounded from the garden.
Wearing a down jacket, Nancy stood under the porch and said, "It's time for breakfast, you guys."
At the same time, Charles stood under the morning light with his broad back facing Nancy. He sported a pure white cotton sportswear, while the kids wore yellow onesies.
As soon as they heard Nancy's voice, the three people turned around at the same time.
"Mommy, we still want to play," Bobby and Nadia said in unison, slightly pouting.
"I'm going to the sanatorium to keep Grandma company today. If you don't come and eat breakfast, I'll eat by myself. I won't wait for you!" shouted Nancy.
"Kids, let's go back. Well exercise again tomorrow morning!" Charles reassured and held Nadia's hand.
"Well, Daddy, we can also go to the sanatorium to visit Grandma, right?" Bobby raised his little head and asked innocently.
"Of course!" Smiling, Charles led the children to Nancy, holding both on each hand.
His bright smile, amplified by the morning glory of sunlight, was even more beautiful than the winter sunshine.
It was so enchanting that Nancy stared at him in utter awe, even forgetting that she had to hurry and prepare to leave for her errands.
It was until Charles, and the kids stood in front of her that she was sent back to her senses.
"What's the matter? Don’t you feel cold standing here? Why don't you go in?" Charles asked after he was face to face with her.
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