Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

However, the problems were only limited to Allison’s face and neck. She did not feel unwell at all.

The doctor concluded that the wrinkles posed no threat to her health. However, she could not stop new wrinkles and cracks from appearing on her face.

The doctor wanted to refer her to a plastic surgeon, but prison inmates were not permitted to undergo plastic surgery procedures, not even if her son had a lot of money to hire the best plastic surgeon.

Since the wrinkles and cracks were not life-threatening, Allison eventually gave up on trying to fix them.

Luke frowned and looked at the lawyer.

The lawyer explained, “The doctors said that there’s nothing wrong with Mdm. Tanner’s health, and they can’t find a rational explanation for what happened to her face. That’s why it’s been left untreated.”

Luke turned his head toward Allison. He could not bear to look straight at her even though he had seen his fair share of bloody scenes.

“Why, my son? Are you scared?” Allison smiled ominously. She was her own horror movie.

Luke frowned. He was not scared, but he was not used to his mother’s face being like that. He remembered that she looked glamorous before she was sent to prison.

He was mentally prepared to see Allison in a sorry state, but the truth was beyond his expectations.

“I’ll find a doctor to cure you once you’re released,” Luke said.

“Cure? This isn’t a disease. It’s all your fault!” Allison roared as she glared at Luke’s handsome face. He had inherited half of his genes from her.

However, she had become…

daggers at Luke while touching her face. “Why did I even give birth to you, Luke Crawford?

she want to meet

changes happening on Allison’s face for the past three years. He had even asked Allison if she wanted Luke to

had refused every

was how she treated

Luke to do that, though he

have something important to tell Mr. Crawford?” The lawyer reminded

Allison still had a lot more to say, she had to hold her tongue for now. She would be

into the mirror. How was she

soon. Get a doctor

her face and

surgeon must

layer of her skin. Only a chronic

he was unwilling to help her. She pointed a finger at him and yelled shrilly, “You’re the one who caused all this. If you won’t find me a doctor, I’d rather

reaction was understandable. After all, she was a vain

a doctor

hearing that, though she was worried that he was only paying lip service. “Don’t even think of deceiving me. I won’t leave this place with this face. If you lie to me, I’ll let the whole world know that you’re an

instantly turned cold. “I can only bring a doctor here for a consultation. The treatment can only begin after

a while and realized that there were many things she could not do while in prison, so she had to agree to

fine. I want the best plastic surgeon and dermatologist,” she

the condition of her skin had deteriorated quickly. The second and third

nerves on her face were numb to the repeated cracks that