"Yes, Mr. Fu," Nancy said as she stood up. She then ran her fingers through her messy hair.
She felt as if something fell on her hair just now.
She walked quietly out of the bedroom and immediately saw Angelina standing just outside the door. She looked as if she was waiting for Nancy to come out.
"Aunt... Angelina," Nancy greeted her, half hesitating and half embarrassed.
"So, you are Nancy? I am a little familiar with your name. But it doesn't matter. You need to always remember your place here! Don't overthink it. Bobby is just a kid, so never take whatever he says too seriously!" Angelina's voice was soft, but her words were unmistakably a warning to her.
"Don't worry, Aunt. I'm not interested in Mr. Fu. I stay here just for Bobby," Nancy clarified. Nancy was not willing to show even the slightest weakness. And it was the truth that she had no other intention towards Charles.
Charles was like a king that everyone looked up to.
He was too dazzling for her. She felt that if she kept too close to him, she would only get burned.
And she was already hurt once, and that was more than enough for her.
"That's good, then." Angelina involuntarily raised her voice. "The guestroom is ready. It's on the first floor. It's in the same room with the maid."
"Mom, Bobby is already asleep. Why are you shouting here?" Charles asked as he came out of the room. "Nancy, you will sleep in my room. I will sleep in the guest room next to yours," Charles specified. He closed the door gently behind him after he came out.
"What? Charles!" Angelina exclaimed as she stared at her son in disbelief. Charles was a neat freak from a very early age. He never touched any woman except for that one time. And yet that evening, he was willing to let a strange woman sleep in his room.
'Is this really my son, Charles?' Angelica wondered to herself.
"I don't like repeating myself," Charles said in an authoritative voice. He did not allow anyone to refuse him.
"Mr. Fu... you really don't need to do that," Nancy said. She didn't want to cause any trouble in Charles' life.
"What? Didn't you hear me clearly?" Sleep in my room or sleep in my mother's room. Take your pick," Charles pointed out in a cold voice.
"Charles! You let her sleep in your room, and you... It's unreasonable!" Angelina complained. But she knew her son too well. No one could change his mind once he decided on something.
But her bedroom was also Hardy's room. Although he was abroad to accompany his father, it was not a place where anyone could just go to sleep.
Angelina felt helpless with the situation and decided to leave in anger.
Nancy could do nothing else so she decided to silently go to the bathroom to take a shower and freshen up.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.
'Who could it be?' Nancy wondered to herself.
She suspected that it must be Charles, but she was taking a shower. So, she wondered why he suddenly decided to come and knock on the shower room door.
'Does he...' she wondered.
She suddenly bit her lips nervously with the thought.
"I brought your pajamas,'¹ Charles said calmly from outside the door. His voice sounded emotionless.
Nancy felt relieved and sighed in relief. She decided that she was probably thinking too much.
"Thank you," Nancy said as she opened the door. She then took the pajamas from Charles. He wore a gray cotton shirt.
He turned and left without warning as soon as Nancy took the pajamas from him.
Nancy slept soundly and restfully that evening.
Meanwhile, the Ning family found themselves in a mess.
Fannie held a photo in her hand as she stamped her foot on the floor in anger.
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