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.

brows. There was no expression on his well- defined features, and Bianca saw him walk into the washroom, closing the

Bea, do you mind my dad

Bianca shook her head.

Bianca’s forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

was here in the hospital because she had been drugged

are the fruits I bought for you. There's this doll

Bianca could not resist the urge to

to know the two of them, Bianca realized that the father and son had vastly different

was kind

other was selfish

grew up with his father,

looked at Bianca with his 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 him to guess that his father

my dad's actually a good guy." The little boy frowned, trying his best to praise his father. He said, "Sure, Dad seems a bit unreasonable and temperamental. He's a loner, too,. He's weirdly obsessive in his daily habits and even the way he thinks. He’s a picky eater,

frowned deeply. He was not particularly pleased

mini-fridge in the

she opened the fridge, though, she

When Nina had given her water before this, she

a clean glass and filled it with water for the boy. "Make do with this

the

held the empty bottle, feeling

a sip more." When the boy noticed

thought he could fool the adults, but Bianca was a fully-grown woman. Of course

the time. It was half-past

to stay in her room

the boy's head and then walked to the washroom door, gathering

man did not

you done smoking? I want to use

very clear. She was trying to

was still no response

communicate with the man inside. After so much time had passed, surely he must have finished smoking,

which had calmed down a long time

in there. It