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

Jean narrowed his eyes wearily, appraising Bianca from head to toe. "When you were sixteen or seventeen, you were all soft and cuddly. But now you're covered in thorns, defensive thorns that stuck out when you're exposed for who you really are."

Bianca listened to Jean's insults and remembered all of the ridiculous accusations he had hurled at her yesterday.

His tone could be so very sharp when he was trying to hurt someone.

It pierced thousands of holes into Bianca’s heart, leaving her bloody and bruised.

She had completely given up now.

"It’s almost time to work now," Bianca said calmly as she walked past him.

However, Jean grabbed her wrist, holding onto her tightly and forcibly pulling her back. His eyes red, he howled, "We haven't cleared this up yet. How can we go to work?!"

Just then, Nina ran out in a hurry. "What are you doing, Jean? Let Bea go!”

Bianca was wearing her compulsory high heels to work. Her heels were very low, but that did not mean they were steady. Jean's pulling her hand had instantly caused her to sprain her left ankle.

She bore the pain and yanked her hand away from Jean while Nina tried to pry her brother's large hand away. The next second, Bianca plucked the ring from her left hand and threw it at Jean's face, her expression determined.

When she next raised her head, Bianca said, "Starting from today, we're through."

Bianca's tone was monotonous. Although she was furious, she had to grit her teeth and keep her calm.

If she did not, she would suffer a terrible defeat! 2

To think that over the past five years, the best actors were Jean and Marie Rayne. 1

Nina said she had once advised her brother to stay away from Marie, and Jean had explicitly said that he never had anything to do with her either.

she had been the one who

company, doing her make-up as she smiled into her hand

her lips, refusing to show even a

pressure building behind his eyes as he looked at the ring in his hand. After a

to calm down.” Nina looked at her brother and then at her best friend,

"I'm calm because

Jean clenched his fists, on the verge of

distrusted me, there wasn't any point in me saying anything anymore. I’ll just be wasting my breath."

expression instantly turned dark and he chased

brother tightly. "You're at work here! Do you want everyone to know

terrible past she could

reasonable, logical Jean she

about things like her reputation when it came to sexual relationships. Yet that

Rayne? Who is she to you? Why do you give a flip

as she left, clenching his hands into fists again. He remembered the imported flowers Bianca had received, he remembered what Marie said, he remembered the advice from Bianca's neighbor, that older lady named Daisy... After that, he looked at his sister with madness in his eyes, saying, "I fell for her tricks once because I believed her, but now she'll never again regain my trust.”

into the

head low as she walked, her brain a complete

"Miss Bea."

reached her ears, Bianca felt

Bea, I’ve been hiding here and waiting for you for so long! Now I finally

around her carefully and saw that her colleagues in the company did not seem to recognize

here?" Bianca asked quietly, trying to move the boy's hands

clung onto her leg, mumbling, "Miss Bea, why are

Doyle had come back downstairs after handing over the document. He immediately found that the young master had vanished, and he searched around for the boy to no avail. Finally, he had no choice but to check the surveillance camera footage, starting from when the young master had left the car to see where he had

not tell where he had leaped out

On the first floor.

Bianca's phone rang.