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.

how people used to talk about Old Master

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

master has indeed grown old and confused considering how he chose to deal with Pierre. Can

shook his head. There was nothing he could do about

watched as Pierre vented his emotions. She was constantly

continued to rip his pillow and bedding. He even

movement gave him excruciating pain. Thus, he stopped moving, but anything within his reach

never seen someone so energetic on the same day

come across, some of them would only cry and make a fuss if they could not accept the bad

demanded she looked for Johann. He had a bad temper, and his movements

After performing the surgery on Pierre and confirming he was awake and fine, Johann handed him over to the orthopedic department's director. How could she possibly bring

Pierre threw the plastic cup that was placed at

get that bastard to come over here!"

She was unable to dodge in time, and

The nurse

ward in a hurry with a syringe

the floor, covering her forehead. Hence, he thought Pierre had

injection," replied the nurse as

it had been a glass

there, while the two incompetent caretakers

at Pierre, who was in a frantic state. He might end up getting himself injected if no

he saw that the nurse was still in pain, "Don't

They wanted to move closer to him to help. However, they started to feel frightened again when Pierre glared at them with murderous intent. "I'm

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

state, he knew what the head of the orthopedic department was

I'll kill anyone who dares

to do was to question Johann. Did he do it on

to

he was crippled

that was wrapped in bandages and plaster. His eyes glowed red,

could not even believe

the pain from the surgical incision reminded him