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

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

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

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

vented his emotions. She was

his pillow and bedding. He even wanted to

and he was in great pain. Even the slightest movement gave him excruciating pain. Thus,

never seen someone so energetic

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

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

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

with fear and helplessness as Pierre threw the plastic cup that was placed

get that bastard to come over here!"

to dodge in time, and she was hit

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

the orthopedic department walked into the ward in a hurry with

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

Please give him the injection," replied the nurse

was a plastic cup that flew at her. If it had been a

the two incompetent caretakers hid behind the door, trembling with

looked at Pierre, who was in a frantic state. He

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

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

head of the orthopedic department. The caretakers trembled with fear. It was indeed their fault. They reluctantly made

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

anyone who dares to come near me," threatened

Pierre found out that he was crippled, all he wanted to do

to treat

he was

leg that was wrapped

not even believe

reminded him that it was indeed his