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

Luca returned to her bedroom. She sat down and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Luke had pretty much smudged her lipstick, and her lips were slightly puffy. Her eyes were dazed too as if she was hinting at something.

She looked like she had just slept with someone.

It was only a kiss, yet she had lost herself in it.

Luca did not dare to entertain that thought further and picked up the lipstick left for her by the stylist. She put it on.

Her newly drawn lips covered some of the puffiness. She looked at herself through the mirror. After ensuring that she had covered all traces of what had happened in Luke's bedroom, she grabbed her purse and threw on a jacket before leaving the bedroom.

Luke had already changed and was waiting for her outside the door.

Luca tightened her grip on her purse. She felt her body grow hot when she saw him, and the heat crept up her cheeks, flushing them enchantingly in a way makeup blush could not replicate.

The adoration in Luke's eyes grew when he saw her.

He did not want to leave the house at all as his desire for Luca kept growing.

"Are we leaving now, Mr. Crawford?" Luca looked up at him slightly before directing her gaze back to the floor. She was worried that the man would push her back into the bedroom and have his way with her if she kept staring.

"Let's go." Luke's voice was raspy, even more so than hers even though Luca was the one with a cold.

Rather than illness, Luke's raspiness was more desire-derived.

The two descended the stairs together.

Rainie was waiting for them at the base of the stairs, and when she saw Luke and Luca descend the stairs. She could not help but exclaim, "You look so handsome, Daddy! A perfect match with Ms. Luca!"

"Who taught you those things, hmm?" Luca berated softly. 'Perfect match' sounded weird to her for some reason.

out. She did not think she spoke wrongly, not when her

if Luca did not want their children to say

were truly a perfect match. She said, “Daddy, Ms. Luca, can we all take a photo when we come back from dinner? You promised

“Alright," Luke agreed.

Luca

but she was still his wife. Hence, the

once she heard Luke agree. “Can we,

Let's get going, then,"

Aunt Neile, then!" Rainie said. There was a specific table for the maids and caretakers of the Crawford family,

for Aunt Neile, and

in the front passenger

the four of them

entrance was decorated with red as well as champagne-colored roses and oriental lilies. The word 'birthday' was hung

grandiose, and one could

Neile by the side for Luke to

Neile exclaimed, “What

'birthday', one might assume that someone was holding

to believe that the hotel's decoration was as per

could not help but wonder when Susan had grown such ostentatious

was too flamboyant and unlike a

looked up at Luca. “Ms. Luca, it looks like a wedding

softly and squeezed Rainie's hand. Children tended

the car and walked over to

from her purse that had a thick

it would not be inappropriate for an invited attendee to arrive at a birthday celebration empty-handed. She did not have the time

that?" Luke frowned when he saw what she was

individually," Luca emphasized the word 'individually'. Being invited individually meant that her gift had to be individual and she could not give her

did not say anything. He would make sure that