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 was lied to this entire

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

lips, refusing to show even a

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

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

calm because

you have to say to me?!" Jean clenched his fists, on the verge of

be wasting my

instantly turned dark and he chased

her brother tightly. "You're at work here! Do you want everyone to know about everything? I’m begging you, Bro, other people are watching. Don’t ruin Bea’s

was advising 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 he

that reasonable, logical Jean she

cared the most about things like her reputation when it came to sexual relationships. Yet that was exactly

to you? Why do you give a flip about her? Is your brain made of mush?”

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

walked into

low as she

"Miss Bea."

reached her ears,

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

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

quietly, trying to move the boy's

leg, mumbling, "Miss

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

the young master was on the first floor of the company building. Jason could not tell where he had leaped out from, but in any case, he was

On the first floor.

Bianca's phone rang.