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.

used to talk

firm in his actions. He showed

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

nothing he could

the hospital, the nurse watched as Pierre vented his emotions. She was constantly

his pillow and bedding.

slightest movement gave him excruciating pain. Thus,

seen someone so energetic on the same day

patients she had come across, some of them would only cry and make a fuss if they

for Johann. He had a bad temper,

was not even the hospital's doctor. After performing the surgery on Pierre and confirming he was awake and fine, Johann handed him over to the orthopedic department's director.

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

get that bastard to come

cry of surprise. She was unable to dodge in time, and

could aim well. The nurse winced in pain

into the ward in a hurry with a syringe in

floor, covering her forehead. Hence, he thought

the nurse as she stood up and rubbed

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

while the two incompetent

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

two caretakers who were behind the door when he saw that the nurse was still in pain, "Don't stand there. Stop

back 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 murderous intent. "I'm sorry. We dare

of the orthopedic department. The caretakers trembled with fear. It was indeed their

in a frantic state, he knew what the head of the

I'll kill anyone who dares

all he wanted to do

promised to treat

was crippled

to accept what had happened. He looked at his leg that was wrapped in

could not even believe that

the pain from the surgical incision reminded him that it