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

Chapter 2008

She was wounded, yet she was still preparing breakfast in the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

It was no wonder no one noticed her injuries prior. He wondered what she had gone through in the past three years to become the tough woman that she was now.

Her wound was inflamed, but she was able to get out of bed and make breakfast after only one day of treatment. It was normal to assume that her wound was not a serious one based on how she acted.

However, he had seen her wound the day prior. Although there were sutures, the doctor said that her wound ran deep and bone was exposed.

"It's just a minor injury. I feel better after a night's rest," Luca turned around and said. That was the only way she could face his concerned tone.

Luke noted her calmness. He could not do anything. The height of the table was beyond his reach.

"Mr. Doyle will bring you breakfast later." He looked at her running around and felt helpless when he noticed that it did not seem like she intended to stop.

He could not do anything to her anyway.

"I'll fry the eggs." Luca finished speaking and put the fried eggs on the plate. She then poured more eggs into the pan.

Seeing that she would not stop, Luke just sat in the wheelchair and watched her work.

Luca felt a pair of eyes watching, so after she fried the eggs, she did not continue to prepare other dishes.

After she put the eggs on the table, Luca remembered that there was milk in the refrigerator. She thought of getting some milk out to warm it up. Right as she stood up, Luke asked, "What are you doing?"

It was clear from his tone that he was dissatisfied. She could only satisfy him by staying put.

"I'm thinking of warming up some milk," Luca explained.

"Where's the milk?" Luke asked.

"In the fridge."

go, you sit." Luke steered his

"Mr. Crawford, the

reach it in his

what she meant. He could still stand up.

at the same time,

was still faster than he was. She took the milk out of the refrigerator, poured it into a reheatable bowl, put it in the microwave, and set

how she was moving and frowned. ‘This woman doesn't know

microwave made a ding, and Luca took out the

it hot?" Luke wanted to push her onto the bed just

the kitchen with the warm milk and put it on

she put it down, the doorbell of the suite

to open the door when

had to stay

went to open

said while carrying several bags with

in," Luke said. He seemed

wondered what he did wrong

the bags, freed his hand, closed the door, and followed behind the wheelchair. When he saw Luca, she was sitting on the chair beside the dining table. He greeted her with a wide smile,

the bags in his hands, stood up, and wanted to take the bags in his hand when she heard Luke say, "You're injured. Can't you be more

The atmosphere was awkward.

She took

her. It seemed like he was reminding her that she had to be obedient and stay put. Jason looked at the milk and fried eggs on the table. He immediately understood that the gloomy expression

was injured and did not usually cook. He definitely was not the one

injured but was still cooking. Luke must be upset because

not as obedient and weak as before. Luke was in a bad mood but

beloved woman. He was unwilling to

was even more upset when he noticed

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