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 about Old Master

in his actions. He showed

the old master has indeed grown old and confused

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

the nurse watched as Pierre vented his

rip his pillow and bedding. He even wanted to

him excruciating

felt helpless. She had never seen someone so energetic

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

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

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

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

get that bastard to come over here!"

was unable to dodge in time, and she was

he could aim well. The nurse winced in pain

the ward in

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

give him the injection," replied the

it

two incompetent caretakers hid behind the

frantic state. He might

when he saw that the nurse

their senses. 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

department. The caretakers trembled with fear. It was indeed

state, he knew what the head of the orthopedic department

anyone who dares to come near

to do was to question Johann.

to

was crippled

that was wrapped in bandages and plaster. His eyes glowed

even believe

the pain from the surgical incision reminded