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

The next day, Luca opened her eyes as she woke up. She rubbed them.

Indeed, there were tears in them.

After the video call last night, she took some pills and fell asleep. She had nightmares all night. In her dreams, she was locked in a cage. When she looked out, she saw her youngest daughter, Nyla, getting tortured by Abel.

She screamed and yelled in her dream, calling Luke's name and hoping that he could save their child.

However, no matter how many times she called out, Luke never showed up in her dreams. There was only the sound of her miserable shouts and Nyla's cries.

Luca clenched her fists and covered her chest with her hands. Her heart was still aching after a night of torture.

"Nyla..." she called out in a soft voice. Then, she opened her phone gallery and found her child's photos.

Nyla was smiling innocently in the photos. Luca felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Luca stared at the photos for a while before she kept her phone away. Today was her official first day back at work. She could not be late.

After washing up, she made herself a simple breakfast. Then, she changed into her office wear and went downstairs.

She walked out of the neighborhood, planning to head to the place where she could hail a ride. However, she saw Jean walking carefreely toward her.

Luca stopped walking. She looked at him, not intending to avoid him. She knew she could not run away from an ignorant man like Jean.

Jean was secretly rejoicing when he saw her standing there waiting for him. He trotted toward her and asked caringly, "Dr. Craw, are you going to work today?"

Luca looked at Jean and glanced at a few gangsters who were standing not far away from them. She reckoned that they came with Jean.

I've got

had been thinking of talking to her when he saw her at Nina's house a couple of days ago. He hung

did not expect that she did not

casual clothes. When he

that he was sizing her up with those eyes. She had the urge to gouge

realized he had used the wrong technique, so he asked, "Hey, I'm just joking. Don't be mad at me. You're going

at the motorcycle at the side of the road and replied coldly, “There's no need to. I'm

is much more convenient. Besides, it's peak hours now. I can promise you it'll be a smooth journey

could not be bothered to talk to him, so she immediately

send you to work on time, and my riding skills

a word. She pretended that she did not

by the gangsters, they called out to her at the

always hated such annoying harassment. She turned around and gave them a death stare. Then, she said, "Don't blame me for being harsh to you if

hail a ride. An unoccupied car happened to

one of them said mockingly, "Boss, is

the streets. Was there any kind of woman they

she looked like she was about to kill them. It

given the cold shoulder too. He felt awkward, so he released his anger on them. "You know nothing. She's just

gangsters said, "Boss, just be honest and tell us that you haven't gotten her. We're not going

about her. I'll make her mine no matter what. When the time comes, I'll be living a comfortable life, and so will everyone here!" Jean

asked, "Boss,

in. "Boss cherishes this woman so much. How dare you have such thoughts in mind?" "How am I supposed to know that? Didn't Boss share

life in the future. Don't even think about it!" Jean warned

them