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.

burned it. You'd better give up. As for reapplying a new one, I am the

surprised by Clark's attitude. His impression of him was that Clark was a cowardly man who never expressed much anger. How could he burn his household register in order

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 if you dare to bully her, I will never let you have her!" Clark's words were sonorous and powerful. His words were the only protection he could give for his

was so touched. A long time

jealous of Clark's kindness toward Nancy. For so many years, Fannie had never heard Clark say such

also once bullied

was, "Fannie, you are too

stand on Caspar's side even though

dared to say such frightening words for the sake of

what

me?" Charles's voice was soft, but

but why did

was it so difficult to marry

and refused to say

asked her this question

She had her breakfast and went to work right after. However, to her surprise, when she opened the door she saw Charles's exhausted

at the door of the guest

eye sockets were sunken, and his face was so pale that he looked

been standing here for two hours. I'm scared of the thought of you saying that you would leave me. Tell me, it's not real, okay?" Charles murmured like a

bedroom alone. The room was filled with his memories with Nancy. Her scent

He had been used to the fragrance of Nancy's hair lingering

he felt

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