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."

to see

also other things on her mind. "Tommy said that their school is organizing a spring outing the day after tomorrow. The school will provide food and drinks, but they also encourage the children to bring homemade snacks from

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 heart, Luca was more important than

The snacks Aunt Neile makes are slightly different from mine. Even if I

she blindfolded them and let them taste the snacks she made and those made by others, they could instantly tell them

with a mother's touch was a manifestation of her love for them. It was

he wanted to have the snacks she made,

when he saw how devoted she was to the kids. Fortunately, they were their children. Otherwise, he

felt sorry to make

laptop on the nightstand, got out of bed, and stood behind her. He picked up a comb and gently ran it through her recently let-down hair. "You don't have to

his left hand that was resting on her

some things that did not need to be mentioned, but she knew that he had

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

much

was imperative to resist the Island of Despair. However, she also had to save Nyla and

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

heaved a sigh and

time together for a long time. Her words were like a signal. He bent down and scooped Luca

scream. Instead, she blushed and

to lean on this broad and powerful

when Marcos was about to leave the

by two people. One was the interpreter he had invited, and the other was a woman with Caucasian features who wore silver-framed glasses. She was also wearing a suit with a neatly pressed pair of

also carried a leather briefcase,

who is this?" asked Marcos, but he

country. She's

took the interpreter with him and went to her law firm to discuss matters