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.

the clothes rack behind the door. His gestures were smooth as though he was in

food, so

Luca nodded and looked at the dining table. Considering that he

her, and it was something that she should do. However, the dishes on the table were all leftovers from lunch except for the clam

of the leftovers from each meal so that they would not be left

when it

she invite him to join her when the food on the

to invite me

an arm's length of distance from him and felt safe with this distance

Only the clam chowder was freshly made. I suppose you're not used

as he walked to the dining table. Indeed, they were

Luca answered honestly. She watched his gestures and it seemed

table. He was about to sit down but suddenly

was certainly going to

so he knew where the cutleries were in the kitchen. After a while, Luke carried a bowl and

way Luke made himself so comfortable here almost made Luca think that she

sit down on the chair,

said, "Sure. I'm

picky eater per se, but he was

a bowl of oats for him.

spoon. Then, she pointed at the big bowl covered with a lid that

greeted him. He filled up a big bowl of it, then took

chowder

leftovers, but there was one dish on the table that

asked curiously, “Mr.

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

unconsciously. Although the office