Jay felt helpless.
"Charles, there isn't much information available about her. By the way, why do you investigate her now? Do you suspect her of having some ulterior motives or some hidden secrets?" Jay asked cautiously.
Charles ground his fingers and thought, 'She having a baby should certainly be a secret.'
Otherwise, why would she hide the truth from him?'
Surrounded by rage and anxiety, Charles suddenly yelled at Jay, "Well, if I knew it, I wouldn't be asking you to investigate it, would I?"
Jay trembled.
He knew that Charles was a cold man, but he was sure that he wasn't someone who liked to roar. But now, he roared at him just for the sake of a girl. Really?
'Is it the same Charles I knew?'
"Okay, Charles, take it easy. Don't be so anxious. I assure you that the only thing I will do tomorrow is to investigate her for you, all right?" Jay promised Charles with a laugh. He knew very well that he should never provoke a man who was in a fit of rage. Though he tried to cool him down, Charles' rage made him quite uncomfortable.
"Okay," Charles agreed in a low voice. Perhaps realizing he was out of control, Charles said, "Jay, I need you to find out where she is now." "Certainly. That's easy! I'll do it right now!" Jay said, as sweat broke out on his forehead.
'Alas, it seems that Charles really cares about Nancy.
Or else, he would never have been so emotional.'
It turned out that the men in love were always swayed by anxiety.
Even a sensible and learned man like Charles who enjoyed great respect in the society, behaved just as an ordinary man when he was in love.
Ten minutes later, Jay rang up Charles again.
"Charles, Nancy and Ethan are having a barbecue at the seaside. Do you need someone to take her to you?" Jay said, with a smug smile.
Finally, he accomplished something that Charles asked him to do.
"No." Charles squinted dangerously.
"Well, you sound like you are in a bad mood at the moment. How about we go to the bar for a drink?" Jay asked tentatively.
Charles, however, just hung up without answering him.
"Hey, wha... Huh, Charles..." Jay was so angry that he almost said some dirty words.
'Ethan... Nancy...
Did Nancy have a child with Ethan?
Or is it someone else?'
This question spread like a poisonous vine around Charles' heart, causing his blood to flow back, and making him feel depressed and even hard to breathe. With each passing second, his agony only increased.
"Daddy, would you like to have dinner?" Bobby could not remember how many times he had been asking his daddy to come for dinner.
'Daddy is an adult, but I wonder why is he still acting childishly like me? Humph!' Bobby sighed.
Finally, Charles opened the door.
Bobby kept his eyes wide open and stared at his daddy. What was wrong with his daddy? He definitely looked broken.
His eyes were red, and his face was dark. He was as gloomy as a dark cloud.
"Daddy... Are you hungry?" Bobby asked in a low voice.
He had never seen his dad like this before.
"No, I'm not hungry. Bobby, go to your grandma," Charles said coldly, and then went downstairs.
He grabbed his clothes from the cloakroom and walked out without looking back.
Sitting at the dining table along with his grandma, Bobby sighed, with his hands on his cheeks.
"What happened to you and your daddy?" Angelina asked while filling a bowl of porridge for Bobby.
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