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

The cleaning lady was wearing gloves and an apron. With a smile, she said, “Ms. Craw, I've finished cleaning up the apartment. And I've already put the fruits in the fridge. Is there anything I need to do?"

"No, you can leave now," Luca replied coldly. She glanced at the living room. It had indeed been cleaned and tidied up.

"Alright. Then, I'll leave first." The cleaning lady took off her gloves and apron after she finished her work. She turned around and left after putting them back in place.

Luca picked up the sample and put it into an impenetrable sealed bag. Then, she put it in the disinfection cabinet. She did not have as many equipments as in the laboratory. Hence, she could only use these home appliances to do her research.

After all, she could not bring these to the laboratory.

After Luca handled everything, she went to take the clams that the cleaning lady had cleaned out of the fridge. She took some out, planning to make a pot of clam chowder as a side dish to have with the leftovers from lunch. She wanted to make an easy dinner.

An hour later, she had finished preparing the creamy and thick clam chowder.

The doorbell rang while Luca was putting her meal on the dining table.

She had a feeling that the person outside the door was Luke.

Even if she did not open the door, he knew the passcode and would be able to come in. Luca thought it was unnecessary to say these things to him, so she went to open the door. The man outside the door was him, indeed.

"Mr. Crawford, what brings you here?" She looked at the man, and a helpless glint flashed across her eyes. The more she wanted to stay away from him, the more often they met each other.

Usually, the chances of running into him at work were lesser as they were not working on the same floor. She thought that it was normal. Now, when she was resting at home, they had been seeing more of each other. She felt that something was wrong here.

Luke really seemed like he was taking responsibility of her...

He picked her up from the hospital and hired a cleaning lady to take care of her.

Noticing the helplessness in her eyes, Luke remained unchanged and asked intentionally, "Am I not welcome here?" "No. Please come in." Luca shook her head and made way to let him in.

coat with one hand, and hung it on the clothes rack behind the door. His

food, so he asked,

the dining table. Considering that he

her, and it was something that she should

usually get rid of the leftovers from each meal so

demanding when it came to the

him to join her when the food on the table were leftovers from

to invite

felt helpless. She kept an arm's length of distance from him and felt

Only the clam chowder

he walked to the dining table. Indeed,

and it

He was about to sit

to get a spoon

where the cutleries were in the kitchen. After a while, Luke carried a bowl

Luke made himself so comfortable here almost made Luca

said slowly as she watched him sit down on the chair, "I don't have bread here, only

looked at her and said, "Sure.

a picky eater per se, but he was still very

thinking of filling up a bowl of oats for him. However, Luke said,

pointed at the big bowl covered with a lid

the lid and looked at the creamy white clam chowder inside. A savory smell greeted him. He filled up a big bowl of it, then took

chowder

table that Bianca had prepared herself. That was why he decided to sit

expression on his face and asked curiously, “Mr. Crawford,

them up," Luke explained, "I'll have to go back to the office again to work

it troublesome for you to come back and forth?" Luca asked unconsciously. Although the office was not far