Sweet Twins

"Clark, are you courting death?" Jill was completely enraged. She suddenly pushed Clark's wheelchair towards the edge of the stairs.

"Mom, what are you doing? If Clark dies, we'll never be able to get the household register!" Fannie shouted and reached for the wheelchair.

However, Fannie was a second late. The wheelchair rolled down the stairs before she even had the chance to grasp it.

If Clark really fell down the stairs, his life would surely be in a critical state.

Just when he thought that he was doomed, a familiar figure suddenly came and rushed over. The man grabbed the wheelchair and stopped it from falling down the stairs.

"What are you doing here, Charles?" Jill asked loudly as she was surprised by the person who just arrived.

"Didn't you ask me to come here? I've already prepared ten million dollars. Where is the household register?" Charles picked Clark up and gently stabilized his wheelchair. "Dad are you okay?" Nancy asked.

Her heart broke into pieces when she saw the miserable look on her father's face.

"I'm fine," Clark answered firmly.

"Oh, Nancy, our father accidentally fell down the stairs just now. My mother and I heard the noise and rushed over, but we were too late. Thank you for saving our father," Fannie said while crying.

"Well, stop your nonsense. I want to get a rest." Clark felt exhausted after being tortured by Jill and Fannie. Right now, he just wanted to have a good rest.

"Okay, Dad. I'll bring you to your room," Nancy said while pushing the wheelchair to Clark's room.

"Mr. Fu, to tell you honestly, the household register has been thrown away by Clark. We have asked him where it was, but he said that it was burned. We were left with no choice. If you want to get it, you'd be better off asking Clark for it." Jill had no choice but to tell the truth. Charles came with the money, but Clark still wouldn't say a word. She had to play safe for the sake of the money.

"Uncle, where is the household register?" Charles gently asked.

give up. As for reapplying a new one, I am the only one who can do it as

attitude. His impression of him was that Clark was a cowardly man who never expressed much anger. How could

I don't want Nancy to marry you. Look, she is the one who doesn't want to marry you at all. She is my daughter. I can give up my own life for her happiness, so

heard such words from Clark. She was so touched. A long time ago, she thought that Clark no longer loved her, but she was wrong. In his heart, Nancy was

too," Fannie said trying to sound pitiful in front of them. She was jealous of Clark's kindness toward

once bullied by

what Clark mostly said to her was, "Fannie, you are

always stand on Caspar's side even

sickly old man, but he dared to say such frightening words for the sake

love, what

marry me?" Charles's voice was

loved her, but why did she

was it so

lip and refused to say

her this question

went to work right after. However, to her surprise, when she

What are you doing standing at the door of the guest room so early in the morning?" Nancy looked

sockets were sunken, and his face

you saying that you would leave me. Tell me, it's not

Charles came into the bedroom alone. The

picked up Nancy's pillow and sniffed it. He had been used to the fragrance of Nancy's hair lingering on

was in the next room, but he felt that there was a

wanted to become a small bug and go inside Nancy's