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

outing the day after tomorrow. The school will provide food and drinks, but they also encourage the children to bring homemade snacks from home. I'd like to

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

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

taste. Even if she blindfolded them and let them taste the snacks she made and those made by others, they could

she was not their mother now, the food she made with a mother's touch was a manifestation of

to have the

his head when he saw how devoted she was to the kids. Fortunately, they

sorry to

picked up a comb and gently ran it through her recently let-down hair. "You don't have to tire yourself out. Whether it's the children or Aunt Wanda, someone

hand that was resting on

aunt. There were some things that did not need to be mentioned, but

make him less

much time she had left

the Island of Despair.

without Luke.

a sigh and whispered,

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

Instead, she blushed and nestled against his

on this broad and powerful chest for a

about to leave the

people. One was the interpreter he had invited, and the other was a woman with Caucasian features who

carried a leather briefcase, displaying an

is this?" asked Marcos, but he already had an idea of the

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

few days ago. Therefore, Ethan took the interpreter