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

Chapter 222 Luke Might See It...

That was the first time Bianca was called "Mommy."

For the typical person, that word was as normal as it could get. In fact, those were usually the first words of a newborn baby.

However, to Bianca, those words were an unfamiliar luxury.

It was unfamiliar to her because ever since she knew how to speak, she had no one to call "Mommy." In her twenty-four years of her life, she did not have the opportunity to call anyone that name.

She was pregnant at eighteen years old but was separated from her children at nineteen.

In the period she was studying overseas, she encountered many young mothers. Some of them were single, and some of them were clinging on to their equally young husbands' arms. However, they had their young children next to them, calling them "Mommy" in a different language.

Whenever Bianca saw that as she wandered on the streets, she would think of her children.

She wondered if they have the chance to call someone their "Mommy" like the other children. Perhaps they would share a different fate than her.

No matter the season or occasion, she would be walking forlornly on those foreign roads by herself.

She would wonder where her children were and what they were doing, and if they would miss their Mommy, just as she had missed her mother when she was a child. 1

When her father fell sick, and she had to bow to the harsh realities of life, she eventually forgot that sentiment.

If that was how life would treat her, she did not have the luxury to fantasize about the love from a mother or any familial relations.

After all, she had failed as a mother.

Bianca was flustered when Rainie called her "Mommy." She pressed her lips together and held the little girl tightly in her arms.

fell silent. No

looked

"Mommy," he felt as though he could be a

Bianca's pride

up in Bianca's eyes. Her eyes

crystal-clear eyes and

little girl in her arms. She felt like Rainie had once been part of

know why Miss Bea was

plump little hand touched Bianca's face,

much. When he said those words, it sounded like a stern

did what she

Wanda," Bianca answered the

transferring you a sum of money later in the afternoon," Wanda

said truthfully. “You're transferring so much money to me, Aunt Wanda, I..." "What's wrong with your voice? You sound weird,"

A City, let's meet. You can tell

Bianca met with her aunt Wanda at

cafe, sipping on her coffee. ’ I've never hidden anything from you, Bianca. I don't have any children, my father is elderly,

to rely on another. "She was alright, but it's in the past anyway." “Your aunt is perhaps the only relation that you have with some mobility. Who else should I give my money to, if not

could not accept

woman sitting in front of her was not too old, and she was also beautiful and

on that woman by

had told

Bianca understood why her aunt Wanda had sent her grandfather back

out about her disease,

feel pressured by taking this sum of money, then I can give you an idea. You have a degree in design, right? You can take the money and start your own design studio.