Sweet Twins: Indulge in Daddy's Love

"Miss, Madame had said that you can get two million dollars if you have a baby boy and five hundred thousand if you have a baby girl." The old lady said softly.

"Okay." Nancy Ning nodded.

She had no other choice, did she? Her mother was already in desperate need for someone to pay off her hospital bills, and she knew for a fact that her father, Clark Ning, would never shoulder any part of the bills, because he didn't care it at all.

Nancy Ning was angry about that, so she didn't want to beg him to give her some just to shoulder off the few debts. Thus, she tried to turn to her boyfriend, Caspar Yue, for help only to find that he'd been sleeping with her half-sister, Fannie Ning.

Desperate times could only bring desperate measures.

Nancy Ning could only sneer, stomping off.

Lightning strike in the clouds above, the skies thundered in reply. Soon enough, rain drops smashed down onto the pavements as her thin clothes were now considered drenched by the rain.

The others ran away from the rain, trying to find a shelter as fast as they could, leaving her to wander alone like a soulless person looking for a purpose.

"Miss!" Someone called out to her.

Nancy Ning turned around, only to spot an old lady.

She furrowed her eyebrows and walked over towards her. "Madame, did you call me?"

"I just want to ask your age." The woman took hold of Nancy's hands and led her to a milk tea shop where they could get the shelter they needed.

She glanced at Nancy up and down, an unknown emotion passing in her gaze.

"19," Nancy answered.

"Oh!" The older woman paused. "I saw you in the rain earlier, and I felt like you were going through a lot of tough times. Are you okay?"

Her question had triggered the waterfalls about to tear through Nancy's eyes. In a second, she was already sobbing on the old woman's shoulder.

"My mother was in a car accident ten years ago. She's in a coma now, and now that her organs are failing her, she needs surgery, and I... and I..." she sobbed. She had no hope now if she wanted to save her mother.

"It's just a bit of cash, girl. Don't worry." The old lady patted. "Besides, I know one way where you can get all the money you need for the surgery."

As soon as she heard money, Nancy quickly latched on to her.

"Madame, I'll do anything I can, as long as I can get the money."

The old lady could only smile in reply. "It's simple really. You will get paid if you can have a child with my young master." She peered at her. "Will you?"

It took a few moments for Nancy to even register the information at hand before she slowly nodded.

She knew what it meant to have a child in her teenage years. If people were to find out, her reputation would be destroyed. But if she didn't get the money, she'd lose her mother in the process as well.

At this point, she'd always choose her mother.

With her approval, Nancy was quickly taken to the mansion.

"Girl, go wash yourself," the old lady commanded, motioning to the bathroom as she handed Nancy a silky nightgown. "Master would be here soon."

Nancy had no time to admire her surroundings as she nodded at the woman. "Yes."

The old lady smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Don't worry, girl. My master's a nice man. He'll take care of you for the night."

"Thank you." Although the woman had vouched for him, Nancy still felt as if she were like an animal being watched in the zoo.

"Remember, turn off the lights once you're finished freshening up," she instructed before closing the door behind her.

Nancy didn't say anything more as she moved over to the bathroom, readying the hot shower.

Once she was finished, she dried off her hair and turned off the lights before throwing herself onto the bed, letting the cushions swallow up her petite frame.

The silence was already starting to unnerve her.

It felt as if she were an animal waiting to be slaughtered, to be sold out. Her heart started to beat fast in her chest, and she tried her best to calm herself.

Time seemed to be at a standstill. It felt as if hours had passed by before the door finally opened.

Nancy quickly closed her eyes.

Even then, she could feel a tall figure approaching her.

"Are you nervous?" His husky voice sounded, and she shivered in surprise.

"A little," she admitted, grasping the sheets unconsciously. Her body was already shaking at the thought of the towering body being with her.

"Don't worry," he whispered, drawing his breath close to her neck.

Right now, their voices were as stiff as ever, as if they were just going through a business transaction.

"Yes, sir." Nancy could only lie there waiting and slowly opened her eyes.

Suddenly, lightning flashed across the window. Just then, Nancy got a good look of his dark eyes staring down at her.

And it seemed as if it was the first time he was looking at her too.

She hurriedly turned her head.

The man bent over and lifted her pajamas, his cold fingers trailing over her thighs. "Whether you saw me or not, you'll forget me soon, just as I did." He smiled.

"Yes, sir," Nancy said.

This was it. As long as she had the baby, the agreement was done and she'd be gone.

It was raining heavily outside, drowning out the noise made inside the bedroom.

Nine months later.

In the operating room, a cry was heard across the room.

"It's a boy, Mrs. Angelina!" The old lady ran out of the operating room with a boy in her arms.

"That's great... That's great!" Angelina Huang closed her hands excitedly, bowing at the old lady who had handed her the baby. "We've got the shares!" she whispered. "And my son's going to be the heir of the TS Group. Oh, thank God! It's a boy!"

"Mrs. Angelina," the old lady started, feeling as if a ball was stuck in her throat. "The doctor also mentioned another girl."

"A girl?" Angelina Huang shook her head. "A boy is fine for us now. Leave the girl."

"Yes, Mrs. Angelina," she responded.

Without another word, the two finally left.

"Nancy's hemorrhaging! She needs blood transfusion. Get her a blood bag, stat!"

"Yes, director."

Meanwhile, the doctors and nurses were in a rush in the operating room, in hopes to revive Nancy.

Fannie Ning, who was just coming in to get an abortion, stopped. "Who?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Nancy Ning, do you know her?" the nurse replied casually.

"No, I don't know her." However, the nurse missed the viciousness that flashed in her eyes.

The operating room was in total chaos that they didn't notice Fannie Ning carrying the baby girl away.

Five years later.

At the BJ International Airport.

Wearing her business suit, Nancy walked out of the airport gracefully, lowering her sunglasses to admire the sun that reflected in the window frames.

It had been five years since she'd given birth. As soon as she woke up, she received a call from the sanatorium, saying that her mother had woken up. Nancy hurried to the sanatorium with her weak body without having the time to inform the doctor.

Although her mother had woken up, she could still barely speak and act for herself. It took a month for Nancy to find a capable nurse for her, and when she did, she went abroad to further her learning in pediatric medicine.

Studying abroad had helped her distance herself from her past as well as escalate her competence locally.

For her past, it was her pain and her secret to hold.

Now, Nancy had become a well-known talent worldwide that she was being sought by all the major pediatric hospitals in the country.

However, even then, she couldn't help but come back to her own country. Even with everything that had happened, this was still the place she'd call home.

"Nancy!" A familiar voice called out from the crowd.

"Doris, you came early!" She'd know that voice from anywhere. Nancy walked over and gave her best friend a hug. It had truly been so long since she'd last seen Doris He.

Doris He rolled her eyes. "Obviously. I'm your best friend. I left my job the moment you told me you were coming!"

Nancy pulled away. "Thank you!"

During the five years of her mother being ill and her not being in the best mental state, Doris He had always been there for her, listening to her rants and stories.

"You're my friend. Let's go." Holding on to Nancy's arm, Doris He walked towards her second-hand Volkswagen Beetle.

"Miss, could you please give me some money? I'm hungry."

As they were chatting about their lives, a little dirty hand grabbed the hem of Nancy's shirt, causing for her to stop.

She looked down to see a disheveled boy who was bringing up a hand to ask for a few coins.

A pang went through her heart. The kid must be around his age by now.

"Where are your parents?" Nancy crouched down to look at him.

The boy could only shake his head in reply.

"You're too kind, Nancy. Usually, parents ask their kids to beg for them these days. Haven't you heard? It's their new thing." Doris He snorted, shaking her head.

"I'm not! Stop it!" The little boy stomped his feet in frustration. There was anger evident in his eyes as he stared up at Doris He.

Nobody could say no to such a cute kid.

But Doris couldn't really care less.

"I don't have a mom or a dad, Auntie." He tugged Nancy's arm, eyes blinking rapidly like a doll. "Please, could you take me out to eat?"

"Fine." Nancy had always been good with kids.

"You always choose the kind ones, don't you?" Doris snorted, shaking her head. She was never the one to give these people a chance to explain themselves. After seeing all the trickery that some of them were up to, she put it up in herself to not trust them.

The little boy made a face at her in reply.

"It's just one meal, Doris." Nancy waved it off, holding the boy's hand affectionately. "What's your name?"

"My name's Bobby." He thought for a while. He usually didn't tell people his family name because a lot of newspapers were looking for him now.

"Bobby. That's a good name." Nancy ruffled the young boy's hair.

"Your name's Nancy?" he asked.

"How do you know?" Doris called out just before she could respond herself.

"You really are stupid. I just heard you called her by her name," Bobby stated.

"What... Listen boy, I'm Doris, the smartest person in this country, if not the world. Why don't you come here so I could kick your ass!" As she was speaking, Doris was raising her hand, making a motion as if she was about to hit him.

Bobby quickly hid behind Nancy, sticking his tongue out at Doris.

Just as they were playing around, the electronic screen on a mall flashed a notice. 'Mr. Bobby, a young master of the Fu Family, has been missing for twelve hours. Here is his photo. If you see him, please call the number below. In return, you will receive millions in cash.' It read.

"What's on the electronic screen?" Doris furrowed her eyebrows, about to turn around. However, Bobby shouted at her before she could see it.

"You must love stinky tofu, don't you? Huh?"

"What?" The electronic screen was already gone from her mind as Doris turned back at him, hands on her hips.

"Well, I heard that the fat people like eating stinky tofu, and you are fatter than good auntie, so I guess you must like to eat stinky tofu." Bobby kept on talking as he took another secret glance at the screen. The notice was already gone. Luckily, they didn't get to see it.

"You rascal! I'm fat because I'm... I... Well it's not because of stinky tofu!" Doris flushed red.

She had always been chubby on the sides, but that was because she'd eat anything given to her.

She also liked stinky tofu, but it wasn't as if she'd admit it to that child!

Nancy smiled, teasing, "Well, he's right about one thing. You loved stinky tofu for years!"

Doris crossed her arms, snorting. "You just met him and now you're already teaming up. You've always been fond of young boys, as if they're sons to you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nancy laughed, avoiding her gaze. This had always been a topic that she'd kept hidden for five years, so she never really spoke about it until Doris brought it up. She turned back to Bobby. "Tell me what you like to eat."

"Abalone... abalone porridge, Australian lobster... and..." Bobby had been fed with all these food in the past, so he hadn't really eaten anything other than that. Now that he thought about it, these food had always been his first choices.

However, before he could finish, Doris cut him off. "Boy, are you kidding? Abalone? Lobster? Do you think we're rich or something? Listen, you either have steamed breads or stuffed buns, and that's it!"

"Good aunt, don't worry. I'm a good boy. I'll take it." Bobby never thought of how hard it was to beg for money, and now that he'd finally met someone as good-hearted as Nancy, he didn't want to let her go.

Besides, he didn't understand the difference between stuffed buns and abalone. They were still food.

Even if he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he never really understood the prices of those meals.

"It's okay. I can take you to eat abalone porridge and Australian lobster. They are also my favorite," Nancy stated, smiling.

"Really?" His eyes gleamed. If only she was his mother.

The sky gradually darkened.

Although it was summer, in the Fu's household, the atmosphere was cold as ice.

In the brightly lit villa hall, Angelina Huang was pacing anxiously in the living room. "Charles, why won't you say anything?" she said, bringing her hands up to her face. "What happened to him? Do you think that he might have been abducted and sold by human traffickers?"

"I don't think so." Charles Fu finally spoke, shaking his head.

The moment he found out of Bobby's disappearance, he had sent all his men and servants out to find the boy.

He even called the police to avoid the kidnappers from escaping, if there were any. The police had searched the entire city, but the little boy was so clever that he made sure that he left no tracks behind.

"Then do you think it's your uncle? Or Joseph? I mean, Bobby is a thorn to their plans," Angelina Huang said, her voice already trembling with worry.

Something flashed in Charles Fu's eyes.

He also thought that Joseph Fu might have something to do with all of this.

Six years ago, Frederic Fu, Charles Fu's grandfather had organized a family meeting on his 80th birthday, regarding who'd manage the firm.

"I'm old and dying, yet neither Charles nor Joseph is prepared to get married," Frederic Fu had said with a frown on his long face. "I honestly don't care. However, I want a great grandson to lock in our company's future. So the one who could give me a baby boy first can have 70% of my shares,"

he said it calmly. However, his words sent the entire family into a pandemonium. The one who'd get the shares would be the next inheritor of the TS Group, which was all they needed to know to get themselves racing.

The thought of even owning the company was so crucial that everyone was running to find Charles or Joseph a wife.

After the announcement, Hardy Fu and Derrick Fu raced around different cities to find a suitable girl for each of their sons.

The next day, Joseph got married to Daisy Yu, a rising pop star.

However, even then, Charles still didn't do anything.

"Joseph is already married. His wife could get pregnant within a month," Angelina said anxiously.

However, her son still hadn't utter a word.

"You're close with Dorothy right? How about we give her a call?" Angelina remembered herself saying kindly, despite her son's indifference.

After pondering over it for a while, Charles nodded. "Give it a try."

"You got it." Angelina then gave Dorothy Zhuang a call,

only to be rejected outright.

Dorothy Zhuang could only laugh at the call. "Angelina, I can't afford to be pregnant at this point in time, but I am willing to marry–"

Before Dorothy Zhuang could finish her words, Angelina hung up angrily. She stared at the phone with so much distaste that if looks could kill, the phone would've erupted in flames. "Dorothy had gone too far," she snapped. "She only wants to marry you but wouldn't deliver on the other end. What should we do?"

There was no response, which only made her all the more frustrated.

"Are you really going to sit there and do nothing as Joseph takes the shares?" Angelina shouted at his back as he was on his way back to his room.

He finally stopped, turning around just a bit so that she could see the ferocity in his face. "You can go look for a girl, and I'll have a baby with her," he said snidely. "I don't think you need me to tell you how to do it right?"

Angelina snorted. "You got it."

She liked this idea better, since that meant her son wouldn't be attached to anyone in the first place. She called up Sophie and asked her to find someone.

When Sophie took a girl home, nine months later, they were greeted with Bobby.

Everything happened so secretly that even Joseph didn't know what was happening till Charles handed the baby to Frederic Fu as proof and later on gained seventy percent of the shares upfront.

Daisy Yu was still five months pregnant at the time.

In a fit of anger, Joseph kicked Daisy on the stomach, causing her miscarriage. Ever since then, she couldn't get pregnant anymore.

Although that was all in the past, it was something that couldn't be forgotten.

No one really knew what Joseph was capable of.

"Charles, I'll go to your Uncle's home and ask him now. If he did anything to Bobby, I would get him back here," Angelina said, wiping the tears from her cheeks. She'd do anything to get her grandson home.

However, before she'd go, Charles's phone rang.

Seeing as it was his good friend Jay Fang, he quickly answered. "Any news?"

"One of my men saw Bobby this morning at the airport, so I've sent more people to continue the search. Do you think he could get on the plane by himself?" he said nervously.

Charles frowned. "He didn't bring an ID with him, so I don't think so."

"What if he boarded with someone else?" Angelina wailed even louder. "If he were abducted," she sobbed out. "I'd rather die than know about this."

"But my men said he was there alone, so I'll be keeping tabs on this," Jay added.

"Got it. Keep searching. I'm on my way."

Charles quickly hung up and grabbed his own car keys. He tilted his head. "Mom, just stay at home. I'll tell you if I got any news. I don't think this has anything to do with Joseph."

Angelina slumped on the sofa, weeping. "Bring my grandson back, please."

Nancy had taken Bobby out to have dinner. After that, she visited her mother. It was already ten in the evening when she returned back to her apartment.

The whole time, Bobby had been trailing behind like an obedient little dog.

Once she finished bathing him, Nancy opened her suitcase and pulled out a cute pajama for him to wear.

Bobby eyed them, taking it from her grasp. "Why do you have clothes for kids, Auntie?"

Nancy laughed. "I love children's wear, so I usually buy them if they look good."

The truth was, she'd buy clothes every year in memory of her young boy. She'd missed him so much that she'd cry, with those clothes wrapped around her fingertips. Sometimes, she had to force herself to put them away, in hopes that she could forget him.

"Auntie, you like kids, don't you?" Bobby tilted his head.

"Of course, especially those as clever and obedient as you." Nancy poked him on the nose.

Something flashed in his eyes. In reality, he was pretty naughty back at home. He'd destroy any toys that were in his path, making his Dad buy him new ones to replace them. He never really did stop that.

However, he wasn't going to say it, not to her. What if she'd abandon him if he did?

Bobby waddled towards her, kissing her softly on the cheek. "Auntie," he said brightly.

"Can I call you Mommy?"

Mommy, mommy...

The words sent a pang to her heart.

If only...her eyes welled up with tears.

"Bobby, I think your real Mommy will be unhappy if you call me Mommy,"