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

"It's the truth. I saw that you have a dashcam in your car. It would have recorded our conversation.” Jason immediately made it clear that he was not being suspicious out of the blue.

Even though he was on Luke's side, there was no need for him to frame someone he was not even familiar with.

"I got it. Maybe he needed something. Thanks for telling me this." Luca expressed her gratitude. Even though she was clueless why Amur would do such a thing, she thought to herself that perhaps it was because she had been neglecting Amur recently. She was just too busy.

Her feelings for Amur had always been that of siblings. Hence, as the elder sister, she had to show her concern for him.

"I'm done." Luke's voice was heard coming from the bathroom.

Jason touched his chin and asked, "Do you need my help, Dr. Craw?"

"It's alright. I can handle it myself." Luca shook her head and believed that Luke would not like it if others saw him in an embarrassing state.

If it were not because using crutches was troublesome, she believed that Luke would have chosen to use crutches over a wheelchair. He would do it just to maintain his image.

"Alright. In that case, I'll return to the office to settle some stuff," Jason said, afraid that he might see something that he should.

Luca did not see him off. She turned around and walked into the maid's room and pushed the door of the bathroom open.

It was the same as last night. Luke had wrapped himself in a bathrobe.

Luca helped him up into the wheelchair. When she was about to push him out and let him wear his clothes, she heard him saying, "I've yet to eat my dinner."

Luca's back was facing him, and her footsteps came to a halt. "What do you want to have for dinner?"

"The pasta you make," said Luke. Thinking about how Luca had two meals with Amur made him uncomfortable. 'This woman really knows how to get my blood boiling.'

He was not willing to have other men be in contact with her too often.

"I'll go to the kitchen and prepare it for you." After Luca spoke, she left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out the ingredients she needed.

convenient to head outside to buy groceries

to herself, 'Perhaps he didn't have lunch either and just had breakfast.' Hence, while choosing the ingredients, she chose the ones that were

ingredients, she started cooking pasta

her to cook for Luke.

minutes, Luca had turned the ingredients into a bowl of pasta. She carefully placed the bowl of pasta onto a

changed into a set of casual attire and was sitting in front of

Luca entered, the aroma of the pasta wafted over and immediately

of the desk. She said, "I don't know what toppings

the bowl. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "It looks

"Enjoy your meal. After this,

a hurry that day. Both of them forgot

held her up. "Why don't you have

meal." Luca shook her head. She recalled past memories when they were both hungry at night and would share a bowl of pasta. They were unable to go back in time

at the sumptuous bowl of pasta. When he lifted his

unwilling to stay in the same room as him. Whenever he extended an invitation to her, she would

took a mouthful of pasta. It tasted the same as

Luca would change her cooking methods and recipes so that her food would taste slightly different than when she was Bianca. This time, however, she had not changed anything. She had followed her

It tasted good.

his medicine later on. Instead, she sat on the

came out while maneuvering the wheelchair. The tray was

got up and walked to his side. She lifted the tray.

"Yes," Luke said.

at the bowl. He had finished all the pasta and toppings, including

and the temperature is just right. Here's the medicine. You can take

back figure,

not know him well and did not care about him, but from her actions, was she not showing

not bothered about the trivial issues in life,

of the medications. He would learn about the side effects of each medicine before allowing her to