Chapter 605 Unimaginable Cruelty


    "rk, are you courting death?" Jill waspletely enraged. She suddenly pushed rk''s wheelchair


    towards the edge of the stairs.


    "Mom, what are you doing? If rk dies, we''ll never be able to get the household register!" Fannie


    shouted and reached for the wheelchair.


    However, Fannie was a secondte. The wheelchair rolled down the stairs before she even had the


    chance to grasp it.


    If rk really fell down the stairs, his life would surely be in a critical state.


    Just when he thought that he was doomed, a familiar figure suddenly came and rushed over. The man


    grabbed the wheelchair and stopped it from falling down the stairs.


    "What are you doing here, Charles?" Jill asked loudly as she was surprised by the person who just


    arrived.


    "Didn''t you ask me toe here? I''ve already prepared ten million dors. Where is the household


    register?" Charles picked rk up and gently stabilized his wheelchair. "Dad are you okay?" Nancy


    asked.


    Her heart broke into pieces when she saw the miserable look on her father''s face.


    "I''m fine," rk answered firmly.


    "Oh, Nancy, our father identally fell down the stairs just now. My mother and I heard the noise and


    rushed over, but we were toote. Thank you for saving our father," Fannie said while crying.


    "Well, stop your nonsense. I want to get a rest." rk felt exhausted after being tortured by Jill and


    Fannie. Right now, he just wanted to have a good rest.


    "Okay, Dad. I''ll bring you to your room," Nancy said while pushing the wheelchair to rk''s room.


    "Mr. Fu, to tell you honestly, the household register has been thrown away by rk. We have asked


    him where it was, but he said that it was burned. We were left with no choice. If you want to get it, you''d


    be better off asking rk for it." Jill had no choice but to tell the truth. Charles came with the money,


    but rk still wouldn''t say a word. She had to y safe for the sake of the money.


    "Uncle, where is the household register?" Charles gently asked.


    "I''ve already burned it. You''d better give up. As for reapplying a new one, I am the only one who can do


    it as the head of my family," rk said calmly.


    "Didn''t you want me to marry Nancy?" Charles was surprised by rk''s attitude. His impression of him


    was that rk was a cowardly man who never expressed much anger. How could he burn his


    household register in order to stop Nancy from marrying him?


    "It''s not that I don''t want Nancy to marry you. Look, she is the one who doesn''t want to marry you at all.


    She is my daughter. I can give up my own life for her happiness, so if you dare to bully her, I will never


    let you have her!" rk''s words were sonorous and powerful. His words were the only protection he


    could give for his daughter.


    After all these years, it was the first time Nancy heard such words from rk. She was so touched. A


    long time ago, she thought that rk no longer loved her, but she was wrong. In his heart, Nancy was


    still his daughter.


    "Dad, I''m your daughter too," Fannie said trying to sound pitiful in front of them. She was jealous of


    rk''s kindness toward Nancy. For so many years, Fannie had never heard rk say such words to


    her.


    She was also once bullied by Caspar.


    However, what rk mostly said to her was, "Fannie, you are too impatient. Can''t you discuss it with


    Caspar?"


    Every time they fought, rk seemed to always stand on Caspar''s side even though she was his


    daughter.


    rk was now a sickly old man, but he dared to say such frightening words for the sake of Nancy.


    Other than paternal love, what else could it be?


    "Nancy, don''t you really want to marry me?" Charles''s voice was soft, but it certainly sounded


    desperate.


    She knew that he loved her, but why did she still refuse to marry him?


    Why was it so difficult to marry her?


    Nancy bit her lip and refused to say anything.


    Charles had asked her this question several times this morning.


    At that time, Nancy had just woken up. She had her breakfast and went to work right after. However, to


    her surprise, when she opened the door she saw Charles''s exhausted face.


    "Charles, are you a ghost or a human? What are you doing standing at the door of the guest room so


    early in the morning?" Nancy looked at him incredulously.


    His eye sockets were sunken, and his face was so pale that he looked ill.


    "I''ve been standing here for two hours. I''m scared of the thought of you saying that you would leave


    me. Tell me, it''s not real, okay?" Charles murmured like a child.


    After the children fell asleepst night, Charles came into the bedroom alone. The room was filled with


    his memories with Nancy. Her scent was everywhere.


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    Charles picked up Nancy''s pillow and sniffed it. He had been used to the fragrance of Nancy''s hair


    lingering on it.


    Nancy was in the next room, but he felt that there was a great distance between them.


    He wanted to be a small bug and go inside Nancy''s heart to see what this woman wanted to do.


    Why was it so difficult to please her?


    Didn''t she know that he loved her so much that he couldn''t live without her?


    Or did she just enjoy torturing him mentally?


    Charles tossed and turned, but still couldn''t fall asleep, so he stood up and walked to the door of


    Nancy''s room.


    But he didn''t dare to knock on the door to avoid interrupting the children''s sleep, especially Nancy''s


    rest.


    No matter what, he had to get the household register. He would never allow Nancy to leave him and


    the children.


    Charles stood before the door of the guest room for two hours.


    As long as he was closer to Nancy, it didn''t matter if he was tired or not.


    But now that he was in front of Nancy''s troubled face, he could not say a word from his heart.


    He just nkly stared at Nancy and said, "Nancy, I won''t allow you to leave me, never."


    Looking at Charles''s domineering look, Nancy sneered, "Charles, don''t be so unreasonable, okay? I''m


    a free person. Marriage is between the two of us. It''s not merely focused on what you want. Whether


    you agree or not, I''m leaving today."


    "Don''t you care about the kids?" Charles asked.


    Last night, he had pinned his hope that he wanted to keep Nancy from leaving. But how did her heart


    be so cruel, as if she didn''t care about the children at all.


    In the end, he took care of the crying children.


    It seemed that Nancy was determined to leave them.