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.

people used to talk

and firm in his actions. He

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

his head. There was nothing

the nurse watched as Pierre vented his

to rip his pillow and bedding. He even wanted to

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

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

cry and make a fuss if they

different. He frantically threw things to drive her away. He even demanded she looked for Johann. He had a bad temper, and his movements were vigorous. He did not

awake and fine, Johann handed him over to the orthopedic department's director. How could she possibly

and helplessness as Pierre threw the

standing there? Go and get that bastard

let out a cry of surprise. She was unable to dodge in time,

well. The nurse winced in pain as she covered

into the ward in a

floor, covering her forehead. Hence, he thought Pierre had gone mad and hurt her. "Are you

Please give him the injection," replied the nurse as

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

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

head of the orthopedic department looked at Pierre, who was in a frantic state. He might end up getting himself injected if

said to the two caretakers who were behind the door when he

to their senses. They wanted to move closer to him to help. However, they started to feel frightened again when Pierre glared at them with

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 their way closer to

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

lost! I'll kill anyone who dares to

wanted to

to treat

he was

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

could not even believe that

pain from the surgical incision reminded him that it was