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

Chapter 652 She Is Jack and Queenie's Daughter!

Bianca had never expected that the almighty Luke Crawford would leave the mortal world so abruptly. She could not accept that fact.

"Please sign here, Mrs. Crawford." Mr. Todd handed Bianca a pen, seeing that she had no response.

Bianca took the pen woodenly and stared blankly at the document.

Her face displayed pain, agony, and then anger. She was angry that the man might have known that he was going to be in mortal danger, and that was why he had enacted a will before he left.

She knew that Luke was loyal to his friends, but could he have spared a thought for her and the children?

Was that how he was going to make it up to them?

No!

He should have returned safely and let Bianca complain to him, not leave her alone to process the shocking news!

Bianca threw the pen away angrily and yelled hysterically, "Get lost! Go away! How dare he leave the children and me behind? How could he? I don't need any so-called compensation from him! Not a single cent!"

The atmosphere in the ward instantly became frigid.

Queenie held Bianca’s shoulders and said calmly, "Don't get too agitated, Bianca. Don't let it affect your baby. You can't afford to have anything go wrong with your health now."

Then, she turned to speak to Jason, "Bianca isn't in a stable condition now. Can the signing wait for a few days?"

Jason nodded and bowed slightly to Bianca. "I'll come and visit another day. Please take care of your health. If Boss is still around, he wouldn't want to see you give up on yourself."

Then, he waved to the two lawyers, and the three people swiftly disappeared from the ward.

the sky like a puppet. Her eyes glistened, then she helped

laid mechanically on the bed.

she closed her eyes, that handsome

stood there in the darkness, looking

gaze was ice-cold, but it was warm and brilliant when

up her clothes. She was going to stay over at the Norman residence for a

pajamas folded neatly on the bed. He was wearing those clothes the

picked up the clothes, held them close to her

familiar masculine

vines that had crept near the window. Those were mandevilla vines that Luke had planted for her. She had said that she wanted flowers that bloomed

four mandevilla plants without the help of

thick as her wrist, the green leaves had formed a dense web, and the

still there, but the man who had planted them was

in her emotions as she stepped

toothpaste, his razor, and so on, were neatly arranged

neatly arranged, while hers were slightly messy.

for a long time

several days. Queenie or

she had not

a

She did

shower, she stepped out of the bathroom

the unheated room

he would

was filled to the brim with clothes for the fall season. Luke had custom-made them from a tailor. The designs