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

Pierre looked at Karen's pitiful appearance and found himself unable to summon even a whisper of compassion in his heart. If it were in the past, he would definitely feel sorry for her. After all, his mother doted on him, and in return, he would care for her, protect her, and not let anyone bully her.

However, he was thoroughly disappointed this time.

"Also, I understand you wanted to hit that man out of anger, but how could you let someone record it? Now, the whole internet wants you to prove your innocence by asking Silas to come out and speak.

What about him? Did you kill him?" Pierre continued to ask.

Pierre had to lay on the bed 24/7. He was bored out of his wits. That was why he was particularly interested in these matters.

Karen shook her head and sobbed. "He's not dead."

"He's not dead, but he's probably barely holding on," Pierre understood his mother very well.

Karen nodded. "It wasn't intentional. I've endured it for so long and suffered so much, so I..."

How she wished her son would come forward to uphold justice for her, but she was destined to be disappointed.

Pierre looked at her coldly. It sent shivers down her spine.

Was this still her most beloved youngest son?

"So you hit someone, and when you did, you forgot to have someone keep an eye around," Pierre sneered.

"I've never seen someone so careless. Now that you've crippled someone, you can't prove your innocence."

"No, there was no one else in the house at the time. I don't know how she managed to record it..." Karen felt a chill running down her spine under Pierre's gaze.

She did not know when she started feeling a chill under Pierre's gaze.

Something was wrong.

yet she

no choice now. I can only wait for this matter

explosive news about other celebrities would

with things?" A hint of impatience flashed across his eyes. "Can I trust you with my

you can." Karen looked at his plastered leg firmly." Pierre, trust me.

her, but he could only lie on the sickbed now. He was practically useless. If Percy had wanted to harm him

was the only one who could help him

dry needling on my leg in a few days. I don't want them to do it. I want Luca to do it." Pierre thought of that

right from the beginning and made her fully committed to him so that she would wholeheartedly

went south later on, he would not be as

to Luke. Indeed, he had missed out on all

Luca come treat you,"

injury, he looked at everyone

of doctors and nurses, his gaze remained as piercing as

doesn't work, I'll have

that confronting Luke head-on would

even if she lost, she had to do

of Pierre and to return to

to inform the old master and get

all her

premise was that Pierre could not become a cripple, or rather, he had

weapon against Percy and Old Master Mallory would also start to value the two of them

I'll be thoroughly disappointed in you." Pierre did not see any problem with what he

only right for Karen to help

without realizing what Pierre's words

said those words, he no

the idea of getting

The nurse said you don't like fruits, which won't do. I bought some fruits for you. You

topic of Luca came to an end, and Karen resumed her