Sweet Twins

Chapter 602 I Will Kill You

"Okay." Aside from the fact that Jill was already getting older, Clark made her take more sleeping pills than Fannie. Therefore, even though Jill woke up about the same time as Fannie, she felt as if her bones and muscles had been removed. She had slept well, but she had no strength at all.

Jill removed the pillow, but she found nothing under it except for a few strands of hair.

In a daze, Jill turned to Fannie. "No. did we make a mistake, Fannie?"

"That's impossible, mom. I am certain that I put the household register under the pillow last night. As for where it went now, I don't know what happened." It could be seen on Fannie’s face that she was already frustrated.

All of a sudden, Jill came up with a conclusion. "Do you think your father..."

"No way! Last night, my father made it clear that he wanted to be with us and even asked for Charles' money. Why would he take the household register?" Fannie asked in surprise.

"Damn it! Something bad happened, Fannie." After taking a deep breath, Jill added, "Why do I feel like something is wrong? Last night, that damn Clark... No, no. It seems like he deceived us. Don't just sit here. Go and find him!"

Finally, Jill realized what had happened so she pushed Fannie. "Last night, we were drugged by that bastard Clark. He loves Nancy so much. How could he be on our side? He just pretended to be good to us last night, for us to let our guard down. Then he stole the household register. We are both so stupid to fall into his trap. Now, the household register is missing, isn't it?"

Before Jill could even finish her words, Fannie already jumped off the bed.

If her father really fooled them and stole the household register, then she had to get it back. As the two women panicked, Clark was sleeping soundly in his bedroom.

Since he burned the household register last night, he felt extremely relaxed.

However, he was woken up by Fannie’s deafening voice.

"Dad! Dad, where is our household register?"

At this moment, Clark knew that his moment of solitude was over, and the two women would trouble him now. So, he tightly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The door was pushed open and Fannie came in like a gust of wind. She was catching her breath like she ran a hundred miles.

"Dad, dad, wake up. Have you seen the household register?"

Even so, Charles kept silent and didn’t open his eyes. Fannie stood beside his bed, waiting for him to wake up.

On the contrary, Jill couldn’t just stand still and wait until Clark decided to stop pretending. Therefore, as soon as she walked in, she forcefully grabbed Clark's ear. "Damn you, Clark! Let me tell you. You'd better pretend to be dead now. Take out your household register, or I will push you down the stairs. I promise no one will know how you died."

It was as if Jill's anger brought back the strength she lost after being drugged last night.

When Clark couldn't stand the pain anymore, he was forced to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was Jill’s greedy face, so he clenched his jaw in hatred. "Jill, didn't you two put away the household register? Why are you asking me for it now?"

"Dad, I can't find it! There are only three of us in this house. If Mom and I haven't seen it, of course you have taken it away. I beg you, please take out the household register as soon as possible. Ten million is not a small amount of money. I was thinking about buying an electric wheelchair for you, but I didn't

have the money. I promise, once Charles gives me the money, I will immediately buy an electric wheelchair for you. Then, you don't need to turn the wheelchair with your hands. That kind of wheelchair is more convenient than your current wheelchair." Thinking that she could persuade him, Fannie didn’t act violently like her mother did.

"I didn't see the household register. Where did you put it? I also want to know. There are a lot of things that would require it in the future, such as when the child goes to school. Find it for me as soon as possible, okay?"

"Clark, you're such a bastard. You've learned how lie, huh? I'm telling you, if you don't take out your household register today, I will really push you down the stairs. Do you believe it?" Upon realizing that Charles would be here soon, Jill became more furious that she threatened Clark.

They were running out of time. If they couldn't take out their household register, how could Charles give them the money?

If they couldn't get the money from Charles, their plan would be in vain.

The money would vanish in a puff of smoke. This was unacceptable for Jill and Fannie! The money mattered to them more than the old man in front of them.

"Jill, even if you kill me today, I have nothing to give you. I haven’t seen the household register!" With the anger he felt towards Jill now, how could Clark admit that he stole and burned it?

Gritting her teeth, Jill said, "Well, well, since you don't want to admit it, don't blame me for being rude."

"You always are rude to me." There was no hint of emotion in his voice when he said that.

"Hey, Clark, you're awesome today. What's the matter? Do you think I wouldn’t do it? Fannie, get out of my way! I'll push this bastard down the stairs, because he doesn't want to tell us where the household

register is." After pushing Fannie away, Jill dragged Clark out of the bed and pressed him on the wheelchair.

"Jill, you are such a bad woman. I know you have been looking forward to my death for a long time. Because once I die, you can have fun with other men. I tell you, even if I die, I will not let you go even if I become a ferocious ghost..." Remembering what he had heard last night made Clark shouted in anger. After all, the thought of his wife with another man was painful for his heart and his pride.

"You bastard! What are you talking about? When did I have fun with other men? Nonsense!" No matter how much Jill denied it, guilt was evident in her eyes.

With a sneer, Clark replied, "I know. I know everything."

"You are a piece of trash. What can you do if you know? Stand up if you can! As long as you stand up, I promise I won't go out again. Can you do it?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Jill, you are courting death." For so long, Clark had been tolerant. But now, he was so angry that his eyes turned red. Without a warning, he punched Jill.

"You are half dead. How dare you hit me? I will kill you!" Because of what he did, Jill got angrier that she pushed the wheelchair and ran out.

"Look, Clark. Once I take my hands off the wheelchair, it will slide down from here and then you will fall to the ground. I promise you will never wake up again. There will be no Clark in the world, and there will be a devil called Clark in hell..."

Although his heart was already hammering in his chest, Clark didn’t show it. "Yes, I've told you that I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"Dad, please tell us where the household register is. Mom is just angry. She doesn’t really want to push you down." In Fannie's mind, she thought, 'My father's life is worthless, but the household register is valuable. What if we can't find the household register after he dies?'

"I don't know!" Even on the verge of death, Clark had no intention to say a word.

"Okay, old man. If you don't tell me, I'll let you die. Don't think that I wouldn't dare," Jill said angrily.

There was no doubt in Clark’s mind, because he had known that Jill was a vicious woman. Ever since he had a stroke, she had been wanting to end his life.