Chapter 412 Enemies From Both Sides
Chapter 412 Enemies From Both Sides
Charles lowered his head and kissed her tenderly on her head. "Silly girl, don't say that again. You should know that my grandfather didn't do that because of you, but because of Derrick. I'm now facing enemies from both sides. From now on, you have to promise to support me and never say anything about leaving me again. If that's the case, then it will only make things more difficult, as I'd have to face all these on my own."
She held Charles gently in her arms. For the first time, she felt that as a CEO of such a large corporation, Charles had suffered a lot. It seemed to be the first time the he showed any signs of weakness in front of her.
As strong and as arrogant as he was, of course, it was still essential to get some support from others.
He must have been tired of dealing with all these things on his own.
"Charles, you do realize that you are a very powerful man. Besides that, you also have the most prevailing position in my heart. You are like a God to me, an omnipotent God. No matter what, you will definitely succeed in going through any kind of difficulty. When Derrick wakes up, he will tell everyone about how he had framed you. I'm sure that will be the case." Nancy pulled back her hands, narrowed her eyes and placed her hands together in a sign of prayer.
Charles was completely endeared by her adorable gesture.
"Don't worry about it, Nancy. I'm going to take care of everything. I have experienced so many ups and downs, so nothing will take me down. Besides, now I am more empowered because I have the support of you and the children."
"Yes. Also Edward," Nancy said confidently.
"Why do you always have to bring up Edward?" asked Charles in a slightly bitter tone.
"Because he's part of my family. So that means that he is also part of yours. Since we are a family, we should support each other ceaselessly. Shouldn't we?"
"Well, that sounds reasonable." As Charles spoke, he placed his hand on the back of Nancy's head and softly pressed his lips on hers.
"Wow! Mommy. Daddy. What are you doing?" All of a sudden, Bobby and Nadia both stood by the door.
Nadia instantly covered her eyes and said, "Mommy and daddy are doing something we shouldn't see. Nadia didn't see anything!"
Edward proceeded to pick up the two kids. Since there were no servants at home, he told the children that Nancy had to rest today. He asked them not to disturb mommy today and play by themselves first.
After that, Edward went into the kitchen so he could make some black chicken soup for Nancy.
While the two kids were playing with each other in the living room, Bobby suddenly said in a melancholic tone, "Nadia, don't you miss mommy?"
Lately, Bobby was feeling a little dispirited as his mommy seemed to be too busy to play with them these days.
"Yes. Every time I'm not with mommy, I miss her terribly," Nadia said sorrowfully.
"Come. Let's go and see mommy," said Bobby as he stood up.
"But daddy is here. Do you think he'll get upset?" asked Nadia with slight hesitation.
"Mommy is ours. Daddy doesn't own her. Why can't we go see mommy whenever he's here?" Bobby was not convinced, so he went upstairs decisively.
Nadia followed him in a hurry. The two kids climbed up the stairs, one after another.
When they opened the door, they unexpectedly saw mommy and daddy hugging each other.
However, it was too late to turn their back now. The two kids looked at both Nancy and Charles with a cunning look in their eyes.
Charles was indifferent, and didn't look embarrassed at all. Nancy, on the other hand, was mortified, and her cheeks flushed red. She pushed Charles away in a hurry and said, "Mommy's head is just injured. Daddy was just checking up on me just now."
Only then did Nadia notice the gauze on Nancy's forehead. In shock, she shouted, "Why are you injured, mommy? Is there another bad guy threatening you? Mommy, tell me. I will catch the bad guy for mommy."
"Kids, mommy just fell down. I'm fine," Nancy said to ease the mind of the children.
Bobby came closer to them and asked, "Are they the same people who are spreading on the internet that mommy and Uncle Edward are married? The same ones who said that Nadia is the child of you and Uncle..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped himself. Despite being young, he already knew that the words "illegitimate child" did not have a good reputation.
The expression on Nancy's face changed drastically. The day had finally come that she was dreading the most. She was always worried that there would be some other kids who would use her relationship with Edward to hurt and bully Nadia.
"No, Bobby. Listen to me carefully. Both you and Nadia are mommy's children. There is no doubt about that." Nancy spoke firmly, as she had to make sure that she could protect her children's currently fragile self-esteem.
Most particularly Nadia, who had been bullied by Flora once before.
Since the children had always lacked a sense of security, it seemed that gossip was the most unbearable for them out of everything.
"What about my daddy?" Nadia asked again.
"Of course, your daddy is my daddy! Isn't it, mommy?" Bobby shouted with enthusiasm.
"Smart boy," said Charles with a smile. He continued, "So, Bobby, if any other kid tries to bully Nadia again, it's your job to stand up for her and make it clear to everyone. Okay?"
"But, what if the children don't believe us?" Nadia asked again.
These days, Nadia found it difficult to sleep through the night whenever she remembered what the other kids would tell her. Sometimes, she would even get nightmares.
In her dream, Flora always looked very wicked and evil. She would chase after her and try to take her away.
Whenever Flora succeeded in catching her, she would see Nancy standing right there.
She would shout that Nancy was indeed her mother and would try to run into Nancy's arms.
In that nightmare, she would always be so scared and would cry. Before she could reach Nancy, she would wake up with her eyes soaking wet with tears.
"Didn't daddy say that I would make sure that they believe?" Charles was a little too busy lately.
"Yes, I heard that once before. It seems to have come from a dream," said Nadia as she nodded her head obediently.
In fact, it was true that Charles went into her room while Nadia was asleep and whispered that in her sleep.
Charles was feeling sorry for Nadia, so he picked her up. "Nadia, you are the daughter of both mommy and daddy. You have to trust me in this. No matter what anyone else says in the future, you have to refute and protect yourself. I'm going to ask your Uncle Edward to clarify it to the public tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay." Nadia wrapped her arms around his neck and happily kissed him on his cheek.
Charles was in a state of astonishment. It seemed that this kind of love also gave him happiness and comfort.
All he needed was the children and Nancy. Nothing else.
He didn't want to spend any more time thinking about the company, or the prosperity of the TS Group.
All he wanted was a simple life.
However, if Derrick actually acquired the power to take charge of the TS Group, there would definitely be no future for any of them. Besides, he needed to be a good example of tenacity to the children.
So, for the sake of the children, he absolutely couldn't just give up on the TS Group so easily.
"Well, you don't have to be so sentimental. It's time to go downstairs for meal." Edward suddenly appeared by the door.
After he said that, he turned around to leave. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
"Edward, I'll be arranging an interview for you tomorrow. What do you think?" asked Charles.
Directly walking downstairs, Edward said, "I already heard what you said. You don't have to arrange for such interviews. I can do it myself."
Apparently, he was standing by the door for a long time by now. He simply didn't want to disturb after seeing the interaction between Charles and the children.
As he stood there, he also felt a tinge of envy and jealousy.
He always dreamed that one day, he would live in a happy ending with Nancy and the children.
He might have had a similar experience before, but unfortunately, it was not the same kind that Charles had.
In the eyes of these children, he was simply an uncle, while Charles was their daddy.