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.

though, Bianca found out that she had been the one who

next to the fountain in front of the company, doing her make-up as she smiled into her hand mirror, laughing at the comedy unfolding

pursed her lips, refusing to show even

ring had hit Jean smack on his nose. He raised his hand and caught it, the pressure building behind his eyes as he looked at the ring in his hand. After a long time, he raised his gaze to look at Bianca. "We're through? You can say it so easily. I'm hurt and in so much pain, so how could you say it so

you need to calm down.” Nina looked at her brother and then

calm because I

to say to me?!" Jean clenched his fists,

distrusted me, there wasn't any point in me saying anything anymore. I’ll just be wasting my breath." Bianca withstood the pain in her ankle and continued walking into the

dark and he chased

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

Jean, her eyes suddenly turned red. That was right, she had a terrible past she could not erase. If Jean went nuts, there was a chance

happened to that reasonable, logical

perfectly well that after what happened to her five years ago, she cared the most about things like her reputation

believe Bea, but you believe that b*tch Marie Rayne? Who is she to you? Why do you give a flip about her? Is your

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

into

her head low as she walked, her brain

"Miss Bea."

the boy’s soft sweet voice reached her ears, Bianca felt someone hug her leg

innocent black eyes opened wide as he said playfully, "Miss Bea, I’ve been hiding here and waiting for

in the company did not seem to recognize the president's

asked quietly, trying to move

mumbling, "Miss Bea, why are your eyes all

found that the young master had vanished, and he searched around for the boy to

the company building. Jason could not tell

On the first floor.

Bianca's phone rang.