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

"Don't worry, I promise I won't harm you this time. Even if our cooperation fails, I won't do anything to you," Abel reassured him.

"Where are you in the hospital?" Pierre's heart stirred. He had no choice but to rely on Karen.

Deep down, though, he knew Karen was unreliable.

Relying on her was worse than relying on the person he was about to cooperate with!

"I'm in the hospital cafeteria right now. Not inside but facing the parking lot," said Abel as he glanced around at his surroundings.

The hospital at night was far less lively than during the day, and the cafeteria had no food at this hour. As such, there were hardly any people around.

"Wait for me." Pierre hung up the phone and shouted loudly at the door, "Come in!"

The ward was well soundproofed, and Elena had closed the door tightly. That was why she did not hear Pierre's voice.

Pierre frowned and had no choice but to continue yelling loudly, "Come in!"

This time, Elena heard it and quickly poked her head in. "Mr. Pierre, did you call me?"

"Who else would I call? Are you deaf? Do I have to shout so many times?" Pierre looked displeased.

Elena pushed the door open, walked in, and immediately explained, "The soundproofing in the ward is excellent. I couldn't hear anything..."

"Get the wheelchair ready." Pierre was too lazy to argue with her. He just wanted to go see Abel now.

"Okay." Elena unfolded the wheelchair from the corner and pushed it to the bedside. "Do you need to go to the toilet?"

Pierre usually strongly resisted using a wheelchair. He always felt that once he sat in it, he would not be able to get out.

Thus, he only used it when he needed to go to the toilet. Otherwise, he strongly resisted.

The doctor said he should go out in the wheelchair to get some sun as it would help with bone healing. However, Pierre refused to do so. There was nothing the doctor and nurse could do about it.

Therefore, Elena subconsciously thought Pierre needed the wheelchair to go to the toilet.

"Who told you I needed to go to the toilet? Help me sit." Pierre glared at her. He hated it when Elena made random guesses.

was even more puzzled. If not the toilet,

onto the wheelchair and fastened the seatbelt.

sleep, so you're pushing me out for a

Walking at

many people around at night and the weather was not too hot, she said,

cafeteria,” replied Pierre as Elena pushed

food in the cafeteria

to be clever?" Pierre rolled his eyes. His tone

shut

passed the nurse's station, the

Was this Pierre Mallory?

was he willing to come out in

hours will end soon.

sleep. He’d like to go downstairs for some fresh

could not be bothered to

expression, and she could not be bothered to continue the conversation either. Therefore, she just nodded and said, "Alright, there are a

that, she said nothing

Elena felt cheerful.

She liked walking around.

Pierre did not like it and she could not leave him alone in the ward, she had to stay

able to go downstairs for some fresh

the floor, and Elena carefully pushed

The elevator doors closed.

during the day but goes out at night. It's strange. And he clearly resisted using the wheelchair before, but now he's

"It's nighttime now. There aren't as many people downstairs. No one

strange. Wheelchairs are common in hospitals. Even if others see him in a wheelchair, it shouldn't be a big

knows?" replied

hospital for so long that he's accepted

security guard nodded, agreeing

and Elena arrived

doors opened, Pierre commanded,

There was nothing interesting there, and it was the darkest area at night. Was he planning to let himself be

things out loud. She just went along with him