Sweet Twins novel Chapter 641

It was freezing outside and Nancy was only wearing a hospital gown when she ran out. How could she not feel cold?

Besides, the temperature inside the hospital was relatively high compared outside. Therefore, when Nancy ran outside and met the cold wind, she seemed to catch a cold.

Rubbing her nose, Nancy said, "Charles, I just don't want to see you. You're being paranoid! You keep thinking that I have an affair with Rick. Well, go ahead and think whatever you want. I don't care... Achoo!"

"Well, no matter what I think, I still won't allow you to see Rick. Just give up." Although Charles was mocking her, he was also worried that Nancy would catch a cold today.

She hadn't recovered from her allergy yet, and if she caught a cold...

However, what he was afraid of happening already happened.

After checking the allergen, Nancy became listless and dispirited.

"How are you, Nancy?" Charles asked.

"It's none of your business." It could be told from the tone of her voice that Nancy was feeling weak. She was also shivering from the cold, so Charles quickly called a doctor to check on her. The thermometer showed that her body temperature was thirty-nine degrees, indicating that she had a fever.

When Charles saw this, he shouted angrily at her, "It's freezing outside. Why did you run?"

"My body is my own and I'm willing to catch a cold. What can you do?" Of course, she didn't want to catch a cold; she only said this to let him know that she should be the one making decisions for herself.

Why did he scold her? If he hadn't trapped her at home, she wouldn't have come up with these ridiculous ideas.

There wouldn’t have been a need for her to run outside too. Now that she caught a cold, wasn’t Charles the one to blame?

Why was he acting so innocent? It even seemed like she was the one who did something wrong.

What did she do wrong? All she wanted was to find out the truth about the club. Why was it so difficult?

The more Nancy thought about it, the angrier she became. She lay down on the bed and covered her head with the quilt without saying a word.

Left without a choice, Charles asked the doctor to give her an infusion, but Nancy refused to cooperate.

"I'm an adult now. I just have a slight cold. I don't want to have the intravenous drip. I don't need it. I'm not made of mud. How could I be so fragile?"

"Well, Nancy, it's okay if you don't want to have an intravenous drip. But make you sure that you get better tomorrow, or the children will think that I have done something to you again."

What he said made Nancy laugh sardonically. "As if you didn't do anything to me. You bullied me on purpose when the children were not here!"

"You can think whatever you like. I don't care." Both of them had gloomy faces, and it seemed like their fight wouldn’t end.

But a sudden knock on the door interrupted them.

"Come in!" Nancy shouted angrily.

The door opened and Brandy walked in with a fruit basket in her hand.

"Why is Director Nancy so angry?" A smile was plastered on her face as she looked at Charles. The way she spoke and the way her eyes seemed to playfully blame him made Nancy think that the two were very close to each other.

Even if Nancy lied to her, Brandy already knew her identity.

Well, it was not really a lie. Nancy was a real patient now, so she smiled.