Nancy arrogantly looked at Charles who got out of the car.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were here?" Charles looked very angry. "I haven't eaten yet. Are you full? Oh, so you have forgotten me, haven't you? "
Bobby and Nadia looked at each other.
'Every time Daddy comes back very late, he is busy with social engagements or group work. But why didn't Daddy eat? Does he have many assistants and secretaries? How could those people let Daddy to be hungry?'
Bobby and Nadia were confused.
"Daddy, haven't you eaten yet?" Nadia asked.
"No." Charles replied sulkily.
"Do you want to eat in a western restaurant or at home? We just finished western food. It's delicious! " Nadia said cutely, tilting her head.
Charles looked at Nancy and asked coldly, "Have you had dinner too?"
"If I don't eat, will I wait for you?" Said Nancy sourly.
"What's wrong with you? We are family. Isn't it right for you to wait for me? " Charles felt wronged.
"Did you really have no meal yet?" Nancy asked in disbelief.
"Do you think it's necessary for me to lie to you about this little matter?" Charles asked.
"Yes, since it's just a little matter, we don't have to stay here to find out who is right and who is wrong. What do you want to do now?" What Nancy feared most was quarreling on the street. She didn't want to attract the attention of passers-by.
"I want you to cook my favorite roast steak and clay pot Chicken Rice." Charles said stubbornly, like a capricious child.
"Why do you want me to cook for you? Can't you do it yourself? I'm tired after a whole day's work. " Nancy looked at Charles in disbelief.
"There is no reason. This is what I want. Nancy, I just want to eat the food you cook for me. That's all. " Charles said overbearingly.
"Well, Mommy, you should cook for Daddy. Daddy is also very tired at work." Said Bobby.
In fact, Nancy was not bothered by this meal. It was already 9 o'clock in the evening. Why hadn't he had dinner yet.
Didn't he go on a date with Brandy? The date must be in a bar, a restaurant or a hotel?
If it weren't for these places, where else could they go?
"It's not that I don't want to cook for your Daddy. I'm afraid that your Daddy will eat too much and hurt his stomach." Nancy said sarcastically.
"I'll repeat it. I haven't eaten anything. I'm hungry now. You must cook for me." Charles said with hatred.
Since he didn't let Nancy get involved in the case of the club, this woman became more and more indifferent to him.
He really didn't know what she was thinking.
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