Chapter 20

I was so angry that I wanted to rush in and catch those two bastards in the act, but I knew it wasn't the right time yet.

The sounds inside changed again and again, and finally turned into Shirley's moans and Brandon's low growls.

I immediately realized what was happening inside, felt disgusted and nauseous, and left the place right away.

That night, I had a nightmare, my mind filled with images of Brandon and Shirley's affair, making it impossible for me to sleep well.

In the morning, Shirley brought out breakfast with a submissive look, but the charm in her eyes couldn't hide what had happened last night.

And Brandon's face showed satisfaction, with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

All of this made me so angry that I couldn't sit still.

I put down my bowl and turned to leave, afraid I might vomit at the table.

I asked Brett for a week's leave so he could stay home and recover.

And after what happened last night, Shirley definitely wouldn't dare to harm Brett again.

After breakfast, I went straight to Brandon's study.

When he saw me, he quickly turned off his computer with a wary look, then smiled.

"Caroline, why are you here all of a sudden?"

I pretended not to notice him turning off the computer and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that Shirley couldn't handle taking care of three kids alone? I'm planning to hire another nanny so that Brett won't have to go through something like this again."

Brandon frowned; of course, he didn't want another person in the house, as he didn't want his secrets to be discovered.

"Is that necessary?"

"Aren't you being too serious? Shirley just slipped up once, and usually, Brett goes to school. Why are you making a fuss?"

He looked a bit impatient, finally dropping his pretense.

I sneered, "Brandon, what do you mean? Do you think what happened to Brett this time was just a coincidence?"

"I guess you haven't forgotten what Shirley was doing when you came back from your business trip yesterday. She was sleeping. How can I trust her with the young boy-girl twins?"

"Or are you reluctant to let Shirley go? If that's the case, you can tell me directly, and I'll give her my place."

Brandon was stunned, his expression softened, and he helped me sit in his office chair. "That's not what I meant. I was also very angry about what happened to Brett yesterday, but being angry doesn't solve anything. Besides, we're used to Shirley's care. Wouldn't it be strange to have another person in the house?"

If I didn't know he had slept with Shirley last night, I might have believed his lies.

"I don't find it strange. As long as my children are safe, I can handle anything."

Brandon looked a bit helpless. "Do you really want to hire another nanny?"

"If not, I'll take care of the boy-girl twins myself. I can't leave them with Shirley anymore."

"What about your health?"

I chuckled, "If you're worried about my health, then hiring another nanny would solve the problem."

As soon as I said that, Brandon fell silent. "Fine, if you want to take care of the kids, you can. Just don't push yourself too hard. If you need anything, just tell Shirley. I'll talk to her now."

Only then did I nod.

This was the real reason I came here.

The kids are now at an age where they remember things, and I don't want them to call Shirley "mom" in the future.

Brandon took me downstairs, and Shirley was tidying up in the kitchen.

He said, "From now on, you don't need to worry about the boy-girl twins. Just take care of the housework."

Shirley was stunned and instinctively objected, "That's not possible. The boy-girl twins can't do without me."

I sneered, "How can they not do without you? Who do you think you are? Their real mom? Or do you want to replace me?"

At these words, both Shirley and Brandon's faces showed a strange expression.

But Shirley quickly stepped forward, "Mrs. Jordan, what about the kids? They're still so young and need care."

"I can handle it. Didn't you say yesterday that you couldn't manage three kids alone? From now on, I'll take care of the boy-girl twins. You just need to do your job as a nanny."

I deliberately emphasized the word "nanny" to remind Shirley of her place.

Sure enough, Shirley's eyes were filled with resentment. "With your poor health, can you really take care of the kids? You might be even more negligent than I am."

Brandon frowned, "Shirley, watch your mouth."

Shirley looked at Brandon with a grievance, "Anyway, Mrs. Jordan, if you really care about the kids, let me take care of them."

"You? Didn't you take care of Brett and send him to the hospital?"

"That was just an accident, and it was only once."

Her indifferent attitude made me want to tear her face apart.

I stepped forward and slapped her hard. Shirley held her face in disbelief and looked at Brandon.

Brandon frowned and pulled me back, "What are you doing? Can't you talk it out?"

I glared at Brandon, "Didn't you hear her indifferent tone? What do you mean 'only once'? The boy-girl twins are so young, they can't handle even one incident."

"I don't want Shirley as a nanny anymore. Find another one!"

With that, I went upstairs without looking at their reactions.

I sat in my room for a while until I heard a knock on the door.

Shirley came in with her head down, clearly having been scolded by Brandon.

She said, "Mrs. Jordan, I apologize. I didn't mean it that way. I just love the kids so much that I misspoke in a moment of anxiety."

"From now on, you take care of the kids, and I'll just do the housework. Please don't kick me out."

Looking at her with her head down, I guessed her eyes were filled with curses for me.

I said, "Raise your head!"

She reluctantly raised her head, her eyes full of unwillingness that she couldn't express.

"That's right. Don't forget, Shirley, you're just a nanny. Do you think you can become Mrs. Jordan? Dream on."

Shirley's face turned ugly, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"Alright, go on. Just do your job as a nanny and stop meddling in our family's affairs. Otherwise, there are plenty of nannies out there."

Shirley left angrily, and after a while, Brandon came over.

"Why are you so angry over such a small matter?"

I sneered, "Do you think the kids' safety is a small matter?"

Brandon paused, "I just think you're being too harsh on Shirley. Weren't you two getting along well before?"

He had the nerve to say that. The moment he and Shirley conspired to drug me, they became my enemies.

"You're overthinking it. She's just a nanny. Why would I have any feelings for her?"

Looking at Brandon's face, I deliberately said, "Let me tell you, even if you find a mistress in the future, it has to be someone I approve of. If you find someone like Shirley, I won't respect you."