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

Chapter 3274 A Husband Like Luke Is Exactly What You Should Be Looking For

Aunt Neile paused for a moment before continuing, "We don't have any at home, Ms. Craw. Are you craving some grapes? I can go get some now. Which kind would you like?"

*Concord grapes,* replied Luca.

*Alright, I'll go get them now." Aunt Neile nodded and glanced at Queenie. Seeing how peaceful it was, she guessed Queenie might stay for lunch. She decided to buy extra groceries. Hence, she grabbed her shopping basket and keys before heading out.

After Aunt Neile left, Luke turned off all the house's surveillance cameras. He double-checked to ensure there were no other listening devices and then nodded to Luca.

Queenie let out a sigh when she noticed how cautious they were. "It must be hard on you, being so careful every time you're about to talk about something."

"It's nothing. We're used to it." Luca smiled and sat down beside Queenie,

*Let me see if you're hurt anywhere," replied Queenie, looking Luca over.

Luca had not bled in the car accident, but Queenie noticed a bruise on her forehead. "Your forehead is bruised."

Luca instinctively touched the bruise and explained, "I accidentally hit it."

"You've really worried me," said Queenie, finally feeling at ease now that she saw Luca was alright.

When she first heard about the accident, even though both Luca and Luke had assured her that everything was fine, Queenie could not help but worry. They only shared the good news, never the bad, leaving her anxious all night.

She tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep until Jack persuaded her to take a melatonin pill, which finally helped her drift off.

Even then, her sleep was filled with bad dreams, so she came over early this morning.

*You don't need to worry. With Luke taking care of me, everything's fine," Luca reassured her, holding her hand.

At the mention of Luke, Queenie thought of Karen and looked at him. "Luke, I've heard about everything."

Luke knew his mother-in-law was about to give him a hard time.

Luca glanced at him and replied, "Maybe you should head upstairs and take care of your work first?" However, Queenie interjected, "What? You're defending him already, just because I want to say a few words?" "I'm not defending him. It's just that he hasn't been to the office these past couple of days because he's been taking care of me. I'm sure he has a lot of work piled up," explained Luca. She was not defending him, just concerned.

She also knew what Queenie wanted to say.

in this case, the blame really did not lie with

the kidnapping was partly her decision too. It was done out of consideration

him get back to work?" asked Queenie. She felt comforted by

least their

bit helpless, shook

said, "Go ahead,

patted Luca's hand and said, "Alright, I'll be brief. It won't

Luke. "Luke, you didn't handle this situation well. I heard from Jack that Karen kidnapped Luca, and you had the chance to turn her over to the police, but you

gave her the opportunity to harm Luca, and that's something

entirely your fault. I've heard that Karen has mental health issues, so no one wanted this to happen. But you didn't act as

you that I would always protect Luca, and I'll keep that

work." Queenie

Luca felt helpless.

showing no intention

him, "Why aren't you going to

I'd rather stay here and chat with you two," replied Luke. He knew that if

turned to

If you stay

a

here. You

was left with no choice, so he finally headed

care for each other puts my mind at ease."

asked, "What's not

of me puts your mind at ease." Luca laughed. "Yesterday, he hired a caretaker, but he ended up doing everything

you say so?" asked

there and didn't have

agreement. "A husband like Luke is exactly what you should be looking for, someone who takes care of everything himself. That's how you

was growing more and more satisfied with her

looked at it, Luke doted on Luca in

Luca nodded in agreement.

choose someone like Luke Crawford. She was grateful she had chosen him

for lunch before