Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love
Chapter 271 Soft Feathers

Currently, Charles was driving Nancy home.

Tonight, Charles was a little frustrated and angry. To put it bluntly, he was still mad that Nancy went to the bar without his permission.

How ridiculous was this? Charles Fu's woman went to the bar looking for men and without his consent at that.

How dare you, Nancy?

After parking the car, Charles impatiently unlocked Nancy's seat belt.

Charles was even more irritated when he saw Nancy sleeping soundly with her head tilted.

Charles thought, 'How could this woman sleep with such a peaceful expression after pissing me off?'

"Nancy!" Charles shouted, unable to control his irritation and anger.

"Hey, don't shout. Let me sleep for a while." Nancy moved a little to settle in a more comfortable position and went back to sleep.

Helpless, Charles could only sigh. He never thought that he would be the one giving in to his partner in the relationship.

Was this fate?

Charles smiled with self-mockery and then reached out to carry Nancy.

Nancy didn't enjoy sleeping in the car seat, as it was quite uncomfortable. But when Charles suddenly held Nancy in his arms, she found that sleeping in them was pleasant. So she placed her arms around his neck, found the most comfortable posture, and leaned against his chest.

Nancy's breath was as soft as a bird's feather, and it enticingly teased Charles' skin.

Charles sighed in an almost inaudible way. At this moment, he had no idea what to do with Nancy.

Charles kissed Nancy's hair and walked into the villa with her in his arms.

For a moment, he hoped that time would stop. They could live together in each other's company. No one in the world would scrutinize their relationship, and they would no longer have to face the problems the world threw at them.

Reeking with the smell of alcohol, Nancy nestled in Charles' arms as her frown tightened.

Charles discovered that Nancy's body was twitching. He looked down and found that her rosy face had turned pale, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Charles was stunned. Was Nancy sick? He hurriedly reached out his hand to feel her forehead. She didn't have a fever; she just seemed a little cold.

"Nancy, what's wrong with you?" Charles stirred Nancy.

"Ouch! My belly hurts," said Nancy in her sleep.

"Nancy, how much wine did you drink?" Charles asked as his expressions tensed.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Nancy wanted to wake up, but she was too dizzy to do so.

Nancy felt a sharp pain in her belly. In a daze, she thought that she was going through the painful experience of childbirth again.

"Nancy, what's wrong with you?" Charles was a little flustered. Nancy's clothes were wet with cold sweat, and her body was freezing. Charles had never seen Nancy in such a desperate situation. Looking at her frail face, he was overwrought.

"Nancy, you might have alcohol poisoning. Hold on. I'll take you to the hospital now." Charles ran back with Nancy in his arms.

Nancy's stomach pain increased with time, and she could only rub it to soothe the agony.

Nancy was puzzled at her state.

Why was she feeling so uncomfortable?

Charles drove Nancy straight to the hospital.

But Charles' heart was burning with anxiety as Nancy's pale face filled his mind.

The municipal hospital was a long distance from their current location. Fortunately, there was another hospital close by.

Charles guessed that the small hospital could treat alcohol poisoning. So he stopped the car and ran into the emergency room with Nancy in his arms.

"Doctor, come here. My wife is suffering from alcohol poisoning!" Charles shouted while running.

Soon a doctor came over.

"How much did she drink?" the doctor asked.

Shaking his head, Charles answered, "I don't know. She must have drunk a lot. I've never seen her like this."

Then the doctor reached out and touched Nancy's forehead.

Hey, how much did you drink?" the doctor asked again but to Nancy this time.

Nancy shook her head. "Not much. I have a stomach ache now. And dizzy..."

"It sounds like alcohol poisoning." The doctor muttered, "How can a woman drink so much?"

"My belly hurts!" Nancy curled up like a shrimp.

"Abdominal pain or stomach ache?" Then he added, "Did you vomit?"

"I didn't vomit. I just have a stomach ache!" said Nancy in a daze.

"Stomach ache? Are you..." The doctor looked at Nancy in confusion.

As soon as Nancy finished speaking, she felt a burning sensation in her stomach.

"It seems... It seems to be menstruation." It wasn't that Nancy was being careless. It's just that ever since she gave birth, her menstruations became irregular. So she had no way of knowing when they were gonna come.

"Ah!" Charles smiled helplessly.

The doctor gave Charles a judgmental look and said, "Don't you know that your wife is going through menstruation?"

"Umm... How would I know?" Charles looked at the doctor in confusion.

"There is a safety period every month. Don't you know that?" the doctor asked again.

Charles felt it was inappropriate for the doctor to talk about this with him.

"It's a woman's own business. How can I remember it?" Charles shrugged.

"Male chauvinism. Women work like men, give birth to their children, take care of their children, and finally take care of their families." The doctor was a woman, so she could speak from a woman's point of view. "Well, now hurry up and buy that for your wife. Do you need me to tell you what 'that' is?"

Charles understood and said, "Okay, I'll buy it right away."

The pain became more and more severe. The doctor gave a painkiller to Nancy and said, "Take one first. Drink more hot water when you get home."

"Thank you, doctor." Nancy took it, put it into her mouth, and swallowed it along with a mouthful of water.

When Charles came back, the doctor had already left.

The painkiller hadn't taken effect yet, and Nancy was still curling up in pain.

"It hurts."

Charles felt both heartbroken and angry. "You're in menstruation, and yet you drank so much. Nancy, do you want to die?"

Nancy was in so much pain that she could only grunt.

Charles hurriedly carried her into the washroom.

Charles felt helpless when he saw how frail Nancy looked.

Charles patted Nancy's face and pinched her nose, but she just grunted.

In a word-regardless of how hard Charles tried-the only response he got was a grunt.

"Wake up, Nancy. Put on the pad quickly. Let's go home." "I have a stomach ache!" said Nancy.

Charles had no choice but to do this for Nancy, himself.

Nancy's eyes were still closed in a daze. Nancy frowned and held her belly with both hands, crying in pain.

"I'm sorry, Nancy. Hold on. It'll be fine in a while." Charles was so busy that he was sweating all over.

Nancy was a neat freak. In the past, when she was in menstruation, she wouldn't even allow Charles to be in the same room. Nancy had always dealt with it well before.

In the future, if Nancy found out that Charles helped her with the sanitary pad, she might go berserk.

But Charles had no choice!

After it was over, Charles carried Nancy back to the car and drove her home.

As soon as Charles was back, he saw Bobby and Nadia sitting on the sofa. Nadia's face was covered with tears.

Charles was shocked and asked hurriedly, "Bobby, Nadia, what happened? Why are you sitting in the living room and not sleeping?"

TESS WHITE EH

Author's note

Translator: Rita