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

Chapter 718 Finding The Right Timing

Paramount Hospital, A City.

When Bianca and Luke rushed over, the red light outside the operating room was still on.

Wanda Rayne sat on the bench in the corridor like a stiff puppet and stared blankly at the red light. Her sickly face appeared paler, and her expression was filled with numbness as well as sorrow.

"Aunt Wanda..."

Bianca quietly walked to Wanda. She suppressed her grief, squatted next to Wanda, and held her cold hand. "How’s Grandpa now? How did it happen? How did he fall?"

Wanda's pale and tired face worried her.

The last time Bianca saw her was two weeks ago. Aunt Wanda, who was once as full of life like a peony in full bloom, now looked shriveled and skinny. Her alluring beauty had dissipated.

If the woman in front of her did not share the same face as Aunt Wanda's, Bianca would never have thought that they were the same person.

However, Wanda did not seem to hear her. She did not respond and continued staring blankly at the operating room.

Bianca was a little flustered when she saw how abnormally Aunt Wanda was acting. She turned and asked Luke for help.

what's wrong with Aunt Wanda? Aunt Wanda, will you please

onto Wanda's hand tightly, tears flowing down her elegant face as her misty eyes reflected

to normal after a while. Johann is inside the operating room treating Grandpa. With him on the job, no matter how complicated the surgery is, he’ll make sure that Grandpa will come out of the operating room alive and well. Grandpa

Luke, who was standing beside Bianca, kept staring at the operating

trace of anxiety flashed in his

back to reality. She was still sitting on the bench with a blank

finally responsive, Bianca anxiously asked,"

took a deep breath,

in her eyes as she explained the situation to Bianca. "The day before yesterday was the birthday of Florence's grandson, so she took a day off. It just so happened that I was free, so I stayed at home with your grandpa. However, after lunch, my chest felt like it was being stabbed by needles. The pain was unbearable and I ran out of painkillers. I was afraid that your grandpa would be worried, so I thought I'd get some medicine and hurry back as soon as possible. I didn't think too much of it, but I didn't expect that in just such a short time, your grandfather would fall when he went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water... When I got home, his face was covered in blood and he was

had happened. She was riddled with guilt and could not help but

Grandpa. She's in a vulnerable place, so what right do I have to blame her? If I had not insisted on going to Moscow to find Luke...

He’s old and in poor health. I haven't done my duty as his granddaughter to take good care of him... It's all my fault, you're not to be blamed. Don't

been in the operating

Luke stood and waited with them. It felt like they were sitting

Jim Holston checking in on

and

his two best friends, Percy Mallory and Jim Holston, knew about his return to A City. He did not share the news even with his grandfather and

was not that he did not care about them, but he had come back too suddenly and was not prepared to