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.

fridge as it was not convenient to head outside to buy groceries due to the cold

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

preparing the ingredients, she started cooking

cake for her to cook for Luke. She was

a bowl of pasta. She carefully placed the bowl of

attire and was sitting in front of

aroma of the pasta wafted over

of the desk.

beef and egg in the bowl. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

nodded. "Enjoy your meal. After this, you'll still have to

left in a hurry that day. Both of

up. "Why don't you have some

at night and would share a bowl of pasta. They

pasta. When he lifted his head, Luca

unwilling to stay in the same room as him. Whenever he

up his cutleries and took a mouthful of pasta. It tasted the

food would taste slightly different than when she was

It tasted good.

Luke would have to take his medicine later on. Instead, she sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the international news while waiting for Luke to finish his

16 minutes, Luke came out while maneuvering the wheelchair.

to his side. She lifted the tray. "Did you have enough, Mr.

"Yes," Luke said.

bowl. He had finished

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

Luca's departing back figure, and his

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

the trivial issues in life, especially when

who was sick was Luca, he would definitely study and memorize the dosage of the medications. He