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.

his 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

do you mind my dad

Bianca shook her head.

Bea?" The boy put the doll down to free up his hands. Then he touched Bianca’s forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting quite convincing. "Hmm, you do

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

tell him that she was here in the hospital

saying, "Look, Miss Bea, these are the fruits I bought for you. There's this doll too because Rainie said girls get better faster with a

Bianca could not resist the urge to pinch

the two of them, Bianca realized that the father and son

was kind and

other was selfish

Blanche grew up with his father,

face. The boy then looked toward the direction of the washroom; it was not

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

He was not particularly pleased to hear his son praise him

put the fruit basket aside and went to the mini-fridge in the

she opened the fridge, though, she

water. When Nina had given her water before this, she had

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

the whole thing in an

empty

drink even a sip more." When the boy noticed that

he could fool the adults,

time. It was

the father and son to stay in her room for

rubbed the boy's head and then walked to the washroom door, gathering her courage to say, "Are

did not

you done smoking? I want

attitude was very clear. She was trying to get rid of

still no response from

it very 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 back

what she had taken off earlier, her heart, which had calmed down a long time

in there. It was the pair with embroidered gauze and hollowed-out patterns in the