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

decisive and firm in his actions.

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

his head. There was nothing he could do about Pierre's

his

pillow and bedding. He even wanted to get out

and he was in great pain. Even the slightest movement gave him excruciating pain. Thus, he stopped moving, but anything within

nurse felt helpless. She had never seen someone so energetic on the same day as

cry and make a fuss if they could not accept

frantically threw things to drive her away. He even demanded she looked for Johann. He had a bad temper,

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

Pierre threw the plastic cup that was placed at the bedside

there? Go and get that bastard to come over here!" Pierre

was unable to dodge in

he could aim well. The nurse winced in pain as she

the ward in a hurry with a syringe in his

on the floor, covering her forehead. Hence, he thought

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

cup that flew at her. If it had been a glass

there, while the two incompetent caretakers hid behind the door,

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

door when he saw that the nurse

to help. However, they started to

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

knew what the head of the orthopedic department was

dares to come near me," threatened

he wanted to do was to question

promised to

he was

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

believe that it

incision reminded him