Still Loving You Nonetheless novel Chapter 804

Chapter 803

Nia finally felt relieved.

Even at a young age, Nia could see that Papa Charlie had become different from before.

Meredith gave Charlie and Nia a piece of chicken drumsticks each. Nia took a bite and nodded in praise. “Mommy’s chicken drumsticks are still as delicious as ever. What do you think, Papa Charlie?”

During this period of time, Charlie had no appetite to eat at all. Anything that came into his mouth would be tasteless.

However, looking at Nia’s sunny face, he praised, “It’s delicious.” Meredith smiled and said, “It’s delicious and I’ll make it for you next time.” She put a piece of fish in Charlie’s bowl. “Charlie, this is my new dish.” Charlie nodded in agreement.

After eating for a while, Meredith asked Nia, “Does Nia have any study plans today?” “I have to do my homework, read extracurricular books, and practice the piano.” Nia suddenly turned to Charlie. “Papa Charlie, I still prefer the drum, can you continue to teach me?” Charlie thought about it and nodded. “Sure.” As soon as he returned to the bedroom after eating, Charlie smashed the vases and plates on the table. “Aren’t you tired? Can you stop doing this?!”

Meredith hurried up and snatched the fruit plate from his hand, and said anxiously,

“Hey! What are you doing? What happened to us?”

vases

Charlie turned around, his eyes were already red, “Do you think you are so great when you are so flattering to me in every possible way? Nia as well! Have you two ever thought about how I feel?”

Meredith was puzzled. “Charlie, don’t you think you’re being a little unreasonable?”

Especially when he saw that everyone greeted him and treated him well, he felt even more uncomfortable.

“I understand. I’ll clean it up myself.” Charlie bent down to pick up the broken vase fragments. Meredith quickly stopped him. “You don’t have to touch it, let me do it.” “No, I broke it myself, so I’ll clean it up.” “It’s too sharp!” Meredith was worried that he would hurt himself, so she hurriedly picked up the pieces first. However, she accidentally cut herself instead. With a low voice, she endured the pain and continued to pick up the fragments.

“Meredith, you’re injured.” Charlie grabbed her little hand and looked at it, it was bleeding.

Meredith’s index finger still had the marks and scars of the wounds from being cut by the bowl pieces the last time. Now, she had injured her middle finger.

Charlie felt distressed and guilty. He raised his