Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love novel Chapter 22

Charles used to see Nancy as very obstinate and strong -minded, someone he thought would not conceded. But now, she appeared different that he felt curious and slightly interested.

"Nothing. You might as well consider yourself as Bobby's Mommy," Charles uttered, while the corners of his mouth twitched.

'What?

What did he mean by that?

How could he say it so casually?'

Nancy couldn't believe those words actually escaped his mouth.

"Mommy, let's take a bath together!" Bobby exclaimed, shaking her hand before running upstairs. As he reached the middle of the stairs, he suddenly turned around, remembering something. "Daddy, would you like to take a bath with us?" he asked earnestly.

Bobby never allowed anyone to give him a bath except for his father.

And even since then, the two had always practiced the habit of lying on the tub filled with water and bath soap while they played silly.

Perhaps, it was because Bobby felt he was less passionate towards his father that he turned around to invite him.

"Yes..." Charles answered hesitantly. Cocking his head to the side, he nervously gazed at Nancy, thinking that his son had just opened a significant opportunity to get close to this woman. It must be his wishful thinking— or perhaps the gods were siding with him—but either way, he was more than elated right now.

Nancy might have an open mind, but she would definitely not agree to such a thing!

Nancy panicked. "Well..." she started speaking with her evidently shaking voice. "Bobby, if you want me to bathe you, your Daddy can't be with us. Do you understand?"

Bobby raised his head while his big puffy eyes appeared to be watery. "But why, Mommy?"

For a while, Nancy was taken aback with that question, coupled with the angelic pair of eyes staring at her. "Honey...because your daddy is a man, and I am a woman..." Although that explanation sounded ludicrous to a child, Nancy felt helpless. It was not easy to explain an "intimate behavior" to a five-year-old kid. So instead, she uttered, "Men and women cannot bathe together."

"Mommy, am I not a man?" Bobby was obviously even more confused. His face contorted, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Bobby, of course, you are a man, but you are still a child. You call me Mommy, and a mother can shower with her baby, right?"

At this point, Nancy was not sure if she was even making the least sense to the boy. She, herself, felt even more confused with her own explanation. It just didn't make sense at all.

What ticked her back to her senses was a burst of low laughter that penetrated her ears. When she turned her head, she saw Charles touching his chin while a meaningful smile played in his lips.

"I, I..." Nancy scrambled to find the right words to say.

"You don't have to explain. I'm glad that you're letting Bobby call you Mommy!" With a wider smile, he whistled loudly, and walked directly past them.

Hearing his words, Nancy suddenly felt her legs turned jelly that she almost lost her balance.

"I'm Mommy's little baby! I'm her baby!'¹ Bobby totally ignored the conversation between the two adults, and instead rejoiced in the idea of hearing him as someone's baby.

"Okay, Bobby. Let's go to take a bath now." Shaking her head lightly, Nancy walked up to the young boy.

"Okay. Mommy, can you bathe me every day?

You know I like you very much, and my Daddy likes you too, right?. Can you please just live here with us now?"

"I can't, honey. I have my own family too. If you like to be with me, you can come to my house also.