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

Chapter 3351

Chapter 3351 There's Something Off With Her Mental State

Allison was so thrown off by his commanding presence that she took two steps back.

When Luke mentioned Susan, her eyes widened, and she shook with anger. "I'm your real mother! Who does that woman think she is?! You call her Mother'? No! Susan's not your mother. I'm your only mother!"

Consumed with jealousy, Allison's eyes turned red. She could not stand Luke calling Susan 'Mother'.

Furious, she smashed several items in the living room.

"Madam Allison, please calm down." Sophian was startled by Allison's sudden outburst.

Allison shattered another item, casting a hateful, challenging glare at Luke. She was like a child causing trouble.

When he still showed no reaction, she picked up a vase and smashed it, creating a louder racket.

Luke watched the whole scene with an icy calm.

These were genuine art pieces from reputable brands. Even though they were not as costly as his grandfather's antiques, they were still valuable.

One piece could cost a white-collar worker half of their annual salary.

However, no matter how Allison fumed or how many pieces she smashed, Luke did not flinch or show the slightest hint of concern. He was as indifferent as though Allison were smashing cheap imitations.

Allison saw how indifferent he was and reached for another item to smash. Sophian, unable to bear it any longer, firmly grabbed her hand. "Madam Allison, please calm down. Stop breaking things."

"Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down with a son like this? Ugh, my heart. He's got it aching with anger!" Allison wailed, clutching her chest.

Though she wailed, she barely hit her chest. The sound was more dramatic than the impact.

Luke watched her unravel as a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes. He took Luca's hand and led her upstairs.

Allison watched helplessly as they made their way up the stairs.

she continued to

the wasted art pieces,

least she would not destroy

What a waste...

clean up, Sophian quickly held Allison back, stopping her from smashing more things. "Madam Allison, he's already gone upstairs. Breaking

on her hips. After throwing herself into a heated argument with Susan and hurling things around in a fit of rage, the

her

words seemed to

stopped

sigh of relief. She picked up a broom and dustpan

and Luca entered the master bedroom upstairs

out a quiet breath, feeling relieved. Allison's tantrum had been terrifying. She was half-worried that Allison might storm upstairs and scratch her or Luke. Fortunately, it had not come to

asked, "Luke, is it just me, or is your mother's mood

you?" replied Luke, understanding

exactly

something off with her mental state. The way she was smashing things felt almost hysterical. I'm not a professional in this area, but my gut tells me we should

therapist would even agree to treat her now? Even if we did find one, she'd probably kick them out as soon as they got to the door."

her skin, probably would not stand a

therapists herself. She did not have any friends in the field either. The only friend she had known

to trouble Nina with this,

find, Luke could find just

likely would not cooperate with the treatment, making it

could not help but let out a sigh at the thought of

no matter how much she

she put her

glanced at the screen and told Luke, "It's Aunt Neile. She's probably calling about work tomorrow. I'll

the other

answered the

the door to the master bedroom. Downstairs, the chaos Allison had created

like her, who were loud and

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