She looked into the kitchen and asked Nancy,"Nancy, what are you still doing in the kitchen? Come out and let's have dinner now."
"No... thanks," Nancy stammered. Nancy was nervously pacing in the kitchen. She didn't know if she should come out or not. Sheryl had suffered so many miseries because of her, so she didn't know if Charles still hated her.
'He must surely hate me. It was because of me that Autumn suffered so much, ' she thought.
"I'm not hungry yet and I'll eat later," she added. Alone in the kitchen, she became more and more nervous.
Charles frowned as he heard Sheryl call the familiar name 'Nancy'. He wondered whether this nanny was the same lady who had once worked in his house. He had driven her out and fired her from the job three years ago. When he heard Nancy's voice come from the kitchen, his guess was confirmed.
He was worried and confused. He wondered if Nancy had any special motive to be here.
He smiled and said to Sheryl,"Just ask her to come and eat with us. It is inappropriate not to invite her after she has prepared so many dishes."
"You are right," Sheryl agreed. But then she frowned slightly and said,"I have never seen her so nervous as she is now. Maybe she is just unaccustomed to strangers."
But Sheryl rejected her own assumption immediately. She reasoned Nancy didn't act like this when Anthony came.
Nancy was busy doing the dishes when Sheryl entered the kitchen. Sheryl gripped her hand and said,"Let's have dinner now. Shirley is hungry."
Nancy was dragged out of the kitchen before she could refuse and she finally faced Charles.
He stared at Nancy intently, trying to read her thoughts from her expression. Nancy, however, kept her head stubbornly lowered. She refused to meet Charles' eyes.
After a while, Charles said with a smile,"Sit down, please."
Nancy had not dared to sit without Charles' permission. She just ate a little and began helping Shirley with her food. Sheryl scolded her,"Nancy, you don't have to bother about Shirley. She will manage. Just help yourself."
Sheryl heaved a sigh and told Nancy,"Shirley has become more naughtier since you have come. She knows how to eat by herself actually, but now she expects you to help her."
"I don't mind. I like taking care of Shirley. Don't worry about me." Nancy glanced at Charles cautiously and then lowered her head immediately as she met Charles' eyes. She sat quietly once again.
Although Charles was suspicious of Nancy's purpose, he still was very happy that night and ate a lot.
Nacy was good in taking care of his house but she wasn't good at cooking like Nancy was. The dinner Nancy had served reminded him of many things from the past.
Nancy felt pleased to see Charles eat a lot. She peeled many fruits for them and went to the kitchen to do the dishes.
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