Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Previously, it was understandable for her to do so when Bianca was around.

Leia had always liked Luke. Bianca's appearance and identity took away some of Queenie's and Jack's familial affection. It was normal for Leia to target her at every turn.

However, it seemed that Leia had given up on liking Luke after that.

Her current identity was Luca. The Norman family did not know about it. Logically speaking, there should be no vested interest between her and Leia.

Yet, Leia was still targeting her...

Luca really did not know why Leia held such a grudge against her. Could it be...?

She turned to look at Luke. Her gaze was focused and somewhat peculiar. Was Leia still in love with Luke?

Luke raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm going to apply some skincare products," said Luca as she lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand held tightly by Luke.

Luke smiled and released her hand.

Luca sat in front of the dressing table, carefully taking care of her skin in the mirror. Her skin had improved a lot since she left the Island of Despair.

Although Shanks used to provide her with some skincare products he developed, the training on the Island of Despair was relentless. Sometimes, she would hold Nyla in her arms and fall asleep when she was exhausted.

How could she even care to take good care of her skin?

Now, even though the current skincare products were more expensive, they could not compare to what Shanks had developed. However, applying them every day still yielded better results.

As Luca looked at her reflection in the mirror, she remembered the message she received from Tommy before entering the bathroom. She turned to Luke and said, "I'd like to visit Crawford Manor the day after tomorrow."

assumed that she wanted to see the children as soon as

day after tomorrow. The school

too tiring for you to make them yourself? Why don't you ask Aunt Neile to do it, and you can just deliver them?" In Luke's

eat them, I'll make them. The snacks Aunt Neile makes are slightly different from mine. Even if I

taste

now, the food she made with a mother's touch was a manifestation of her love for them. It was

that he wanted to have the snacks

how devoted she was to the kids. Fortunately, they were

felt sorry to make Luca

her. He picked up a comb and gently ran it through her recently let-down hair. "You don't

hand that was resting on her

also took care of her aunt. There were some things that did not need to be mentioned, but she knew that

share some of his burdens, to make him less weary.

did not know how much time she had

it was imperative to resist the Island of Despair. However,

be difficult to achieve without Luke. Perhaps it was time to tell the

a sigh and whispered, "Luke, I'm

that they had not been spending time together for a long time. Her words were like a signal. He bent

did not resist or scream. Instead, she blushed and nestled

this broad and powerful

day, when Marcos was about to leave

woman with Caucasian features who wore silver-framed glasses. She was also wearing a suit with a neatly pressed pair of

a leather briefcase, displaying an

is this?" asked Marcos, but he already had

abroad and returned to the country. She's also Mr. Matysh's representative lawyer," explained Ethan. It took him two days

Ethan took the interpreter with him and went to her law firm