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

Chapter 3391 Ease The Ache Of Longing

Abel chuckled. His voice was low and gravelly.

"Hera, let's agree on something. Don't use threats of leaving to manipulate me anymore, or I won't be happy," said Abel in a low voice.

What might have sounded like a plea or a compromise came across to Hera as a veiled threat.

The cool sensation of his fingers brushed against her eyelids, and she could not help but shiver. His touch felt as cold as death itself. She could not feel a trace of warmth.

Her hands clenched tightly together. The tension in her grip was the only thing keeping her from trembling further. "Alright," Hera murmured obediently.

Abel withdrew his hand.

Hera opened her eyes. A strange unease stirred within her. For reasons she could not quite explain, Abel's behavior filled her with an unsettling dread...

"Will you stay at the hospital with me tonight?" Hera could not help but crave some semblance of comfort.

Abel frowned slightly. "Stay here with you? And what about Luca?"

"You could just send her home. I only want you to stay," Hera gently held his arm and whined, but all she felt was the icy chill of his skin. It was not just his fingers, his entire arm was unnaturally cold.

His entire being was ice-cold, like that of a corpse-absent of any warmth.

Hera froze as her mind reeled. She recalled past moments of physical contact, and his body temperature had always been like this.

Back then, her focus had been on securing money, so she had not paid attention to these eerie details.

Now, a wave of unease washed over her. What kind of person has a body temperature so low?

"I have other matters to attend to. Stay here, rest, and don't make trouble," Abel refused to stay at the hospital.

There was no chance he would spend the night in the hospital with her.

"Alright." Hera did not feel disappointed. Instead, she felt relieved.

She felt she needed to appear deeply infatuated with him. Hence, that was what she did. However, deep down, his refusal had brought her a strange sense of comfort.

"Get well. Listen to Luca. Do as she says, and don't pull any stunts that might worsen your condition. I don't like women who look sickly," said Abel. His Kassy deserved nothing less than the healthiest set of eyes.

"Got it. I'll behave," Hera replied with a bright smile.

Once Abel left, the smile dropped from her face. She stared at the luxury handbag box in her lap, lost in thought. Was it really worth staying by the side of such a volatile man for the sake of money?

Luca reentered the ward. Her eyes briefly flicked to the box Hera was clutching, her

are you looking at? This is a designer handbag. You couldn't

Luca said nothing.

envy, Hera could not resist adding a cruel jab, "Some people just lack talent. They'll work their

to herself that he certainly

all for

medicine." Luca had no interest in designer

nothing. He handled everything for her, sparing her the need to familiarize herself with the latest brands or trends. As a result, she harbored no desire for such

that Luca's detached attitude was

but their roles could not have been more

even. People admired her for

contrast, Hera's role could

a romantic relationship with

glamorous and enviable among her friends, she knew what they

sparked a

cup of warm water and

composed made Hera want to knock the items right

ill, almost as though he was blaming her for not taking care of herself. He even insisted she listen

her anger, Hera took the pills and swallowed them

various tests,

to the small

headed straight to her room. Noticing Abel's absence, she turned to Gerald, who was

boss?"

know." Gerald stood at the door, looking genuinely puzzled.

of subordinate are you? You don't even know where your boss is?" asked

his face. "The last time he came home was

hasn't been back?" Hera's voice grew sharper.

to himself that while her body seemed to have recovered from the hospital stay, her intelligence was still in

had not returned? No one would be

question. "Why are you just standing there? Do I have some

Sanchez, the boss gave us strict

punished. I

froze for a moment, recalling Abel's obsessive possessiveness. It was just like

Stop hovering and get out of my sight. You're

me downstairs." As soon as she

mind being close to Hera. He thought that despite her bad temper, she was still easy on the eyes, and being around her was not

more than to keep