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

Chapter 35 His Son's Praise Did Nor Make Him Particularly Happy

Just then.

There were steps approaching the room from a distance.

Next, they heard Jason Doyle's voice as he asked formally, "Miss Rayne, may I know if the boss is here?"

Bianca looked toward the door, her breathing ragged.

"Dad?" That was Blanche's voice.

When he heard that Miss Bea was sick, the boy had wasted no time coming to visit her. He stood at the room door, desperate to go in, but Jason stopped him.

"Why won't you let me go in?”

"Shh..." Jason put a finger to his lips, telling his young master to stay quiet.

Jason stood two meters away, perfectly professional. He was worried that something awkward was going on inside, and as a subordinate, he did not want to see anything he should not.

"Dad?" Blanche blinked and raised his little hand to knock the door.

Just then, the door was opened from inside, and his father looked down at him with icy eyes.

Dad was so mean to visit Miss Bea without calling him along! Blanche ignored his father and used all his strength to drag a large fruit basket and a doll into the room. He then pounced into Bianca's embrace, hugging her as he asked, "I heard you fell sick, Miss Bea. Are you feeling better now?”

Bianca’s expression was a little stiff. The residual heat was still on her face.

Jason received a signal from his boss and nodded, leaving the room.

Luke then turned around and looked at his son, who was getting a head rub from Bianca. He berated the boy, saying, "Stop hugging your Miss Bea like that. She needs rest."

Blanche hurriedly let go when he heard that.

"You should lie down and rest, Miss Bea..."

Exasperated, Bianca looked at the certain man who never intended to let her rest.

handsome brows. There was no expression on his well- defined features, and Bianca saw him walk into the washroom, closing the door behind him. Judging by what she heard, he had turned on

you mind

Bianca shook her head.

free up his hands. Then he touched Bianca’s forehead with one hand and his own with the

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

she was here in the hospital because she had been drugged with an 'aphrodisiac', now, could

the floor toward her, saying, "Look, Miss Bea, these are the fruits I bought for

You're such a kind little boy.” Bianca could not resist the urge to pinch

the two of them, Bianca realized that the

kind

other was selfish

father, would that

large black eyes and saw the worry on her face. The boy then looked toward the direction of the washroom; it was not hard for

a loner, too,. He's weirdly obsessive in his daily habits and even the

deeply. He was not particularly pleased to hear his son

fruit basket aside and went to the mini-fridge in the room to find the boy

though, she found that it was practically

bottle of mineral water. When Nina had

water for

the

empty

anymore. I can’t drink even a sip more." When the boy noticed that there was no more water, he

he could fool the adults, but Bianca was a fully-grown woman. Of course she could see through his

the time. It was half-past

son to stay in her room for too long. Such frequent

the washroom door,

man did

"Are you done smoking?

She was trying to get rid of

was still no response from

difficult to communicate with the man inside. After so much time had passed, surely he must have finished smoking, so why did he stay there and refuse to come

she remembered what she had taken off earlier, her heart, which had calmed down a long time ago, suddenly began racing

in there. It was the pair with embroidered