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

Percy frowned. He could not leave now.

Even if he could, going to the hospital meant that Pierre would only become more agitated upon seeing him.

Percy had no choice but to remind her: [Don't let him get out of bed. Don't let him hurt himself. Give him a tranquilizer if necessary.]

Jim, noticing how promptly Percy was responding to his phone messages, teased him, "You've only been away for a short while. Nina already misses you so much?"

Percy lifted his head with a helpless expression on his face.

"I've never seen such a helpless expression on Mr. Mallory's face before. What happened?" Jim noticed the unusual look on his face and asked with concern.

Pierre sighed and replied, "Pierre knows that his leg is injured. He's making a scene at the hospital."

Jim was surprised. "Were you planning to hide his leg injury from him? He would eventually have to get out of bed and walk again. It's better to tell him the truth."

"It was the old master's idea." Percy knew that Pierre would not be able to accept it.

However, what else could he do if he could not take it?

As a man, he had to bear the consequences of his own actions.

Still, Old Master Mallory's idea was to wait until Pierre had almost recovered before telling him. Otherwise, he was worried that Pierre would not be able to take the blow.

Percy had no comment. Thus, he followed Old Master Mallory's instructions.

He did not expect Pierre to find out about it within less than 24 hours.

As soon as Pierre woke up, he asked Old Master Mallory about his leg.

Old Master Mallory told him that he would fully recover with no after-effects as long as he took good care of himself.

Pierre believed it.

Now, he realized that he was crippled. It was much more emotionally devastating compared to being told the truth right from the start.

to talk

decisive and firm in his actions. He showed no mercy,

and confused considering how

was nothing he

the hospital, the nurse watched as Pierre vented his

rip his pillow and bedding.

pain. Even the slightest movement gave him excruciating pain. Thus, he stopped moving, but anything within his reach was thrown and smashed on the

someone

all the patients she had come across, some of them would only cry and make a

Johann. He had a

on Pierre and confirming he was awake and fine, Johann handed him over to the

nurse's face was filled with fear and helplessness as Pierre threw the plastic cup that was placed at the bedside table

standing there? Go and get that

of surprise. She was unable to dodge in time, and she was hit by the

was physically weak, he could aim well. The nurse winced in pain

ward in a hurry with

nurse crouching on the floor, covering her forehead. Hence, he thought Pierre had gone mad and

give him the injection," replied the nurse as she stood up

plastic cup that flew at her. If it had been a glass cup, she would

the two incompetent caretakers hid behind

was in a frantic state. He might end up getting himself injected if no one helped

door when he

wanted to move closer to him to help. However, they started to feel frightened again when Pierre

to clean the mess you made?" asked the head of the orthopedic department. The caretakers trembled with fear. It was indeed their fault. They reluctantly made

a frantic state, he knew what the head of the orthopedic department was holding in

kill anyone who dares to come near

that he was crippled, all he wanted to do

promised to treat

was

wrapped in bandages and plaster. His eyes glowed red, reminiscent of a man on the

even believe that it

reminded him that