Sweet Twins: Indulge in Daddy's Love（Mummy,Take My CEO Daddy Home）

Charles stepped closer to Nancy and wrapped his arms around her neck, pinning her to him seductively. "How are you going to tank me? I know you have to lay next to Bobby until he falls asleep, but afterwards, why don't you do the same for me?" Charles lifted his eyebrows suggestively as he asked Nancy this.

Nancy clammed up at his question. Not knowing what to say, she mumbled, "Of course I stay with Bobby until he sleeps. He is just a child. You are an adult! Are you jealous... of a child?"

"Of course I'm jealous, Nancy," Charles twirled her hair around his finger trying to sound romantic. "Come on."

Nancy realized then that he was serious. Anxiously, she replied, "Charles, please do not do anything stupid or ask me to do anything stupid. Your mother would kill me if she finds out. I still want to live, you know?" Nancy pushed him away as she said.

Charles paid no attention. Instead, he pulled her closer, moving his hands up to the back of her head, and moving his face closer to hers.

"No. Please." Nancy hoped if she spoke clearly and with authority, Charles might listen. She didn't want to think about what would happen if he continued to ignore her.

As Nancy was contemplating her options, an innocent voice cut through the tension, "What's going on?" Bobby had snuck out back into the room.

Nancy panicked, but

voice turned unconcerned as he said his goodbye.

"Hey! Who were you calling stupid earlier?" Doris was standing in his doorway as if his thoughts had conjured her.

"Not you, I wouldn't dare call YOU stupid." Jay snorted and smiled ominously as he got off the bed and stood up. "Doris, I feel much better today. Tell me, how can I be sure I am fully recovered?"

As he spoke, she saw a gleam in his eyes that she did not like.

Doris straightened her posture so she stood tall in the doorway.

"Don't move and stay in bed. Rest or pay the price."

Raising his eyebrows, Jay snorted, studying Doris with an inexplicable expression.

Doris felt his stare and had a foreboding feeling.

She really didn't like the look he was giving her, like she was prey on which he could pounce.

As she continued staring at Jay's eyes, she smiled awkwardly and stammered on, "If you truly feel better now, I believe my work here is done. Can I leave now?" Doris asked hesitantly.

"No. I'm the injured one. Your job isn't done until IT says it is done." Jay said forcefully. The whole affair felt like a death sentence for Doris.

Doris felt so trapped. Jay was suffocating her.

"Okay, okay! Whatever you say. But are you really recovered? If so, I guess you should try IT, like you said," Doris said in a melancholy manner as she looked down.