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

Luca thought she should just leave them now, but she was too reluctant to do so.

Such conflicting thoughts made her feel defeated.

At least she knew what she needed back then, but right now, she could no longer figure out what she needed.

Luca gently pushed away Tommy who was clinging to her and stood up.

This was the first time Luca pushed Tommy away. He lifted his head and looked at her with some confusion. “Ms. Luca?"

Luca explained while concealing her feelings, "It's almost dinner time. I'm going to prepare dinner first."

Tommy watched her walk into the kitchen and looked at Luke, feeling sensitive. "Daddy, did I say something wrong to make Ms. Luca unhappy?"

Luke shook her head. He noticed that something was wrong with Luca's emotions, but it was not because of the children. He reckoned she must be having a hard time now due to the different emotions surging within her.

He wanted to help her, but what could he do if she refused to talk?

"Daddy, go ahead and cheer her up." Rainie pushed Luke's hand gently. She thought Luca was tired of a bunch of children surrounding her.

Luke knew what she had in her mind and emphasized, "She has always loved all of you. It's not what you think it is."

Rainie nodded.

Luke stood up and said, "I'm going to find out what's the matter."

He entered the kitchen as he said that.

Luca took the ingredients out of the fridge that the cleaning lady bought when she came to the house. She was thinking about what she should prepare for the children.

Luke leaned on the kitchen door and asked, "What happened at the police station?"

deep in

didn't mean to." Luke

thinking of what I should prepare for dinner and got lost in

get bullied at the police station?" "No. They don't have any evidence. There's nothing they can do to me." Luca shook her head,

not about what had happened at the police station, she must be thinking about

always been a question deep down in Luke's heart. What was being held against

still standing there, so she asked, "Mr. Crawford, is

comfort you." Luke directly told her that he was just doing what the children wanted him to

a sigh. She felt amused and helpless when

staring at me like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish

happy to be watched by him, but there was

too deep, as though they could see through what

slightly narrowed his eyes. "Watching you make dinner reminds me

countertop, getting ready to clean them and cut

Luke. He noticed her body tensing up when he said the word. "She used to cook for the kids back then. And the kids loved her

cleaned the ingredients with her back facing Luke. Only

kids aren't picky with food, so it doesn't matter who cooks the food, right?" She

eating certain foods unless it's their mother or you who cooked them. That's the only time

kids enjoy it." Luca watched the water running from

anything more when he heard that. He turned around and

in the living room. They asked their father immediately when they saw him

be cooking your dinner if she's not alright? Don't

usually more attentive and sensitive. When the adults said it was nothing, she knew it might not

was washing the dishes after dinner. Luca headed upstairs,

the phone

on the phone screen and sighed. Did he install a

was enjoying these blissful illusions, reminding her of the cruel reality and how