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.

opened

Luke used flour to whiten

then he's

with a dome ceiling and golden wallpaper was basked

slept on the white four-post bed. She was hugging a

the room, that was

illuminated the faces of the mother and

of Bianca while his hand gently caressed her tender

years. She was as beautiful as ever, but she seemed

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

seen their third child. He

Tommy away, then he went close and stared obsessively at

long eyelashes trembled occasionally like fluttering

"Mmm... Luke..."

called out in her dreams, and her cheeks blushed

a catalyst that evoked all of Luke's repressed feelings

took off his jacket and got

immersed in the dream, she suddenly felt something heavy and cold press on her

sensation on her lip, as though it

but she felt a warm and moist tongue

was shocked and

opened her eyes and saw a pair of gentle and indulgent eyes

"... Luke?"

opened her eyes wide in disbelief. She wanted to shriek as tears filled her eyes. "Is

cheek. "It's me, silly girl. You're not

stared at Luke's face in a daze and mumbled, "So I'm not dreaming. You're really back... Where have you been? Don't you