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.

his mother, yet she feared his

choice now. I can only wait for this matter to fade

could only remain silent, hoping that more explosive news about other

hint of impatience flashed across his eyes.

leg firmly." Pierre, trust me.

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

was the only one who could help him

said they'll perform 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 cold, elegant face. He secretly regretted kidnapping

from the beginning and made her fully

he would not be as powerless as he

belonged to Luke. Indeed, he had missed

come treat you," Karen

at everyone with the same gaze. It only grew darker with each

in the presence of doctors and nurses, his gaze remained as piercing as

work, I'll have to resort to force." Karen clenched

knew that confronting Luke head-on would only result

she lost, she had

the sake of Pierre and to return to

about how she needed Mr. Bennet to inform the old master and get permission from him before she

could only pin all

had to

have a weapon against Percy and Old Master Mallory would also start

you can handle this matter well. Otherwise, I'll be thoroughly disappointed in you." Pierre did not see any problem

simply believed that it was only right for Karen to help him in this

what Pierre's words meant

think that when Pierre said those words, he no longer regarded her

preoccupied with the idea of

like fruits, which won't do. I bought some fruits for you.

Luca came to an end, and Karen resumed her maternal demeanor as