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

She did not stick around with the Mallory family for such a long time, enduring years of loneliness, just to be a tool.

"You don't have to tell me what to do. Since you have the time, why don't you sort out those past matters of yours that are still unclear? How do you expect others to view the Mallory family if you leave things hanging like this?"

Pierre replied indifferently as he listened to her lecture.

Karen's heart could not help but feel uneasy. She felt uncomfortable being complained about by her own son. As she looked at the stack of files, she rose to her feet and said, "Go on with your work. I'm going back."

Pierre could not be bothered to remind Karen to keep herself safe on her way back. Instead, he picked up a file and said, "Tell my assistant to come in."

Karen pursed her lips. She felt wronged in front of her youngest son but could not bring herself to lay that grievance on him. Thus, she quickly walked out of the ward.

Pierre's assistant and nurse stood not far from the ward door.

Karen first said to the assistant, "Mr. Pierre has something to discuss with you. Go in."

"Yes, Madam." The assistant nodded and quickly entered the ward.

Karen then walked to the nurse and whispered to her, "Take good care of him. If anything happens, look for the doctor. Don't let him push himself too hard."

She knew her son too well. If they kept him lying in the hospital bed, he might resist, and he would even try to get up.

"Yes, Madam," the nurse understood and immediately replied.

After Karen left, the nurse was about to return to Pierre's ward. Before she pushed the door open, she heard a thunderous rage coming from inside.

"What kind of lousy plan did you come up with? Do you think they'll hand over the project to our company with such a plan?"

The nurse shivered for a moment. She had just started her night shift yesterday.

When she arrived, Pierre was already asleep. Therefore, she did not really get a good read on his temperament.

Now, it seemed that this patient had a bad temper.

get an increment in salary for taking care

while, the assistant who had just entered came out holding a messy pile of files. He looks

a glance at the nurse. Then, he squatted down to organize the files on the floor.

was just a nurse, any dissatisfaction the patient

a while, a voice came from the ward. "Are

the ward door. She recalled what the night shift nurse

a patient with a fracture to recover and be discharged. Considering Pierre's surgery time, there was

mutter,

...

the hospital, she went to the Mallory Estate

stood at the door of

had bars. They kept Silas in this room. They respectfully greeted Karen

in there?" asked

there," replied the man. Their current task was to

fact now. Since the place he was staying was decent, he had decided to enjoy it

he heard Karen's conversation with the men outside the room. He recalled

warrior. Not only was she capable of

not have some value to Karen, he might not be alive

capable of

room was swung open. Silas was sitting on the European-style leather sofa. He watched Karen, who was elegantly dressed, walk toward him. His legs could not help but

It was too terrifying...

posture straight. When she was not in her feisty,

“Did you guys prepare the living essentials for

glanced at the stubble above Silas' lips and frowned

They had prepared basic daily necessities, but Silas chose not to use them. What could

swollen..." Silas mumbled unclearly due to the swelling on both sides of his

the slightest touch painful. He had

become accustomed to being untidy over the

looked at him with disgust, particularly at his greasy and