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

Chapter 707 A Happy Reunion

Luke let his guard down a little when he saw that it was Percy. "Why are you here?" "I happened to be passing through and saw a woman in need," Percy said jokingly. When he noticed the wound on Luke's arm, he sounded concerned. "Are you alright? Is it serious?"

Luke chuckled coldly. "I won't die. Yet."

He knew that Percy was concerned about him even though he was joking. That was the way Luke's good friends cared for him.

Perhaps friendship among men was like that.

"Tsk tsk, I should've known that you're born lucky. That huge explosion didn't even kill you, so what could a few underlings do to you? How did you become so fair though? Did you undergo plastic surgery? I'd like to know your secret..." Percy spoke animatedly as he reached out to touch Luke's chin.

Luke narrowly dodged Percy’s hand and shot a piercing glare at him. "Do you want to know my secret to fair skin?"

Percy nodded in puzzlement.

It was not surprising that he was curious. Luke's female disguise was breathtakingly beautiful.

He could not figure out how someone masculine like Luke could transform into a delicate woman.

Luke's finger pointed somewhere in the distance. Then, he tended to his wounds.

"What the hell? Where should I look? Don't tell me that there's a plastic surgeon over there?" Percy followed the direction of Luke’s finger but saw nothing special other than several grocery stores.

Luke ignored him. He deftly bandaged his wound and said, "Let's go!"

The man continued to walk toward the parking lot while Percy's gaze wandered from one signboard to the next.

His eyes narrowed slightly when they fell on a signboard that said "MYKA". Luke seemed to be pointing at that signboard earlier.

mouth opened

me that Luke used flour to whiten

case, then he's a

was basked in the warm glow of a lotus-shaped wall

four-post bed. She was hugging

the room, that was the heartwarming

faces of

the sight of Bianca while his hand gently caressed her tender

two years. She was as beautiful as ever, but she seemed to have lost

her who looked like a miniature version of Luke was Tommy without a doubt. He was sleeping soundly in

first time Luke had seen their third child. He was excited, but his attention was focused on

he went close

face was peaceful. Her long

"Mmm... Luke..."

called out in her

call was like a catalyst that evoked all

jacket and got onto

the dream, she suddenly

a sharp sensation on her lip, as though it was

but she felt a warm and

was shocked

eyes and saw a pair of

"... Luke?"

tears filled

it on his cheek. "It's me, silly girl. You're not dreaming. Aren't you touching my face

face in a daze and mumbled, "So I'm not dreaming.