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

The maid had to pay Queenie extra attention this week. She did not say anything since Queenie's expression was still calm.

Queenie's expression remained calm until the legal program ended.

She picked up her phone and entered Matysh's name. News reports started to appear one by one.

Queenie was worried that she might go soft. That was why she did not search for reports related to Matysh during this time, nor had she made an effort to find out about Leia's situation.

Ignorance was her way of avoiding any feelings of compassion.

Unexpectedly, she came across the legal program discussing this case.

After watching it, she searched for the current news and was surprised to find that she felt no compassion this time.

Knowing that Luca's true identity was Bianca and having fully understood the events of the past, Queenie could no longer muster any sympathy for Leia.

Queenie knew Leia was going to be sentenced. She even felt Leia deserved it. She had no feelings of pity.

Leia screwed up way too much and stomped on her and Jack's goodwill back then, causing them to go through a ton of pain.

Queenie put her phone down and said casually, "Turn off the TV."

"Okay." The maid picked up the remote and turned off the TV.

"Mrs. Norman, would you like to rest for a while?" she asked.

"Yes." Queenie nodded. The hospital was boring, especially when there was no treatment to undergo. She was confined to the hospital ward and could not go anywhere.

If she were back at home, she could whip up some of Jack's favorite food in the kitchen, kick back with a book, knit a bit, or tend to some houseplants to pass the time.

After Queenie lay down, she said to the maid, “After my nap later, can you swing by the

house and grab me some stuff?”

the maid, thinking maybe she should inform Jack to bring it over considering that she could not

of yarn I haven't finished knitting. I want to pass the time since

How about you endure it a bit longer and I'll have Mr. Norman bring them after he finishes work?” the maid proposed. It was not because she did not want to go but because Jack had instructed her not to

no injections this afternoon. You don't have to stay here.

with work now. If she told him, he would have to go home after work, deliver the things to the hospital, and return to his provincial office

maid agreed, wondering why Queenie was staying in the

blood

was that Queenie had not mentioned

how impatient Queenie

had in mind. After receiving a response,

not having a good time

the group of women who were not far away, huddled together. They were chatting and

pursed her lips, her hands unconsciously clenched into

ones who made her sleeping spot

they had used water or

this miserable when she was in her darkest days in

That's funny. Big Sis, look at how she clenches her fists in

what if she's

continued to leer at Leia,

listened to their taunts, her

and give each of these people a punch, but if she

her, with her current physical condition, she could not handle any of

a real wimp." The taunting voices continued. Leia could only

she ever had the chance to get out of here, she would

with the women

could deal with those people and take revenge for everything she had

she had to get out

out. Hence, even if she