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

There were many things the boy still did not understand, so he stood at the bathroom door and waited for his father to come out after his shower.

When Luke emerged from the shower, he only had a towel around his waist. He was completely shirtless, his well-toned chest glistening with sexy water droplets. 2

"Dad, I'm sure Miss Bea has parents too, so why do you have to raise her?" Blanche could not figure that part out. 2

Luke sat down, spreading his legs and wiping his dripping hair with his towel. He asked, "How old are you? How old is she?"

"Hmm, I'm five..." Blanche replied. "But I don't know how old she is."

Luke looked at his son and replied seriously, "You’re five and she's twenty- four. You two are nineteen years apart. You'll grow up very soon, and you'll become a grown man just like me. When that happens, you'll have a career and a dream you want to pursue. At that time, I'll be in my fifties, soon to grow old. The same goes for your Miss Bea. One day, we’ll become as old as your great-grandfather, but plenty of time will pass before that. A man's shoulders tend to be stronger than a woman's when it comes to withstanding matters of life and death, sickness and old age, under all that stress and pressure." 3

The boy nodded firmly!

He knew that. Dad told him before that a man's shoulders were meant to support the entire family, young and old. 1

Blanche thought it over again and said, "But Miss Bea will have her husband and kids. Dad, are you going to take care of Miss Bea and her husband?"

If so, Dad was being way too kind.

"Why would I take care of her husband?" Luke gave his son a cold look when he heard that. Standing up, he tossed away his half-wet towel, refusing to speak another word of this with his son.

Her husband? 1

That Jean Langdon?

Luke frowned his chiseled brows. 1

The boy lowered his head and tapped his index fingers together. He had no idea what he had said wrong to anger his father again.

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what time she

the night, but when dawn broke, her

Her phone vibrated.

not

this message doesn't disturb you. I'll be really busy today, so I'm sorry but I won’t be able to visit you. If your cold isn’t better yet, remember to take your medicine.

got up early in the morning

so she did not

Outside the neighborhood.

was sunny now after

sunlight was not terribly bright. Instead, it was warm when it shone on your face, and the humidity

supporting the bottom of the flask. After she disembarked

a little on the old

neighborhood in town, but it probably would not be taken down in the next fifteen years either. Most developers would not be able to do

Anna O'Reilly, walked into the neighborhood and saw a few old men sitting in twos or threes, drinking tea in the rocking chairs.

she pointed at the door of Block

book by its cover! I would never

you didn't see that girl! She looks pretty sweet and innocent. Her hair wasn't dyed and she didn’t have much make-up on. She dressed pretty conservatively too, like a girl raised in an honest

her without

that Daisy was jumping to way too many conclusions. She might get an earful from the victim

practically leaped to her feet, jabbing a finger at Block 12. "You think I’m framing her? I didn't say a single false word. You can ask the entire neighborhood. In all my years, have I ever framed anyone? She can come confront me if

They all knew that Daisy was

walking on the path nearby, and her hand

chatting away, and asked them directly. "You said Bianca Rayne, right? What... What do you mean

gossiping ladies looked

she to you? I don't think I've seen you before. You're not from around here, are you?" Daisy was feeling a little guilty too. After all, she did not have any hard proof that the girl was sleeping with her boss, so

so her temper flared. "Who is she to me? She’s my