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

Chapter 1040 To Make Luke Crawford Suffer

Tommy ran into the scene and wanted to snatch the phone away. He was standing on the sofa and crying his lungs

out while staggering.

The butler was afraid he might trip over and quickly carried him up, placing him on the floor. He had no choice but

to hand him the phone.

Tommy asked while sobbing, "Where are Mommy and Daddy? Tommy wants Mommy, I want Mommy!" "Stop crying.

I'll be on my way back now," said Luke with a deep voice. He had to take good care of the child as Bianca would

surely be upset if she were to know that Tommy was crying so terribly.

Tommy continued to cry hard. "Daddy, you must bring Mommy back."

Til definitely bring your mommy back. Be a good kid and hand the phone over to the butler." Luke coaxed him.

Tommy rubbed his eyes and handed the phone over to the butler. His big eyes were red after crying so hard, the

sight of it making others pity him.

The butler took the phone. "Young Master." "How did the kid know about it?" Luke's voice carried an angry tone.

"The two servants accidentally blurted it out. I've already fired them both," said the butler. Tommy happened to

overhear the two servants gossiping at a corner when they were coincidentally talking about the issue regarding

Bianca.

Tommy was no longer a kid who knew nothing. He kept crying while requesting the adults in the house for an

explanation upon knowing that Bianca was in trouble.

Old Master Crawford was not at home either. The butler was out of his wits and gave Luke a call.

"I'm on my way back. Take good care of the kids," ordered Luke.

"Yes, sir!" the butler answered.

Luke hung up the call and immediately drove his car back home. ’Bianca will be back in one piece. She won’t want

to see the kids in trouble. Hence, during this period, I must take good care of the kids.'

It was late at night and the ocean waves kept crashing against the cabin.

The waves even rushed up to the deck and made the entire ship wobbly.

Bianca slowly opened her eyes. As she had been unconscious for a very long time, everything she saw was blurry.

"Hmm..." She moved around and her limbs felt numb as though they were being restrained.

"You’re awake?" A spooky male voice was heard. Bianca fumbled around and opened her eyes. She glanced at the

ceiling and asked herself, 'Where is this place?' "Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Abel was sitting on the bed and

glancing at her with a smile.

Bianca spun around and looked at Abel's smiling face. Chills were running down her back. She found that his smile

was not friendly at all. He looked like a demon from the gates of hell. It was as if he would smile like this right before

taking someone's life.

"Do you think you’ll be able to get away from me by just remaining silent?" Abel rubbed her face.

Bianca felt rather disgusted. "Where am I?" "We're out on the ocean." Abel let go of her and placed one of his feet

over the other. "I've changed my mind at the eleventh hour and chose not to kill you. So, are you feeling grateful?"

"What are you plotting? Where do you plan to send me to?" Bianca wanted to know his intentions and thoughts. She

moved her hands and indeed, they were tied onto something, making her unable to move an inch.

"I want Luke to suffer," Abel told her this half-truth. As for her second question, he ignored it. "Luke hurt the lady I

love, making us unable to meet with each other forever. I want to make him have a taste of losing the lady he loves

to let him know how it feels." "You can just kill me," Bianca said calmly. Her hands were hurting due to them being

restrained. She was unable to struggle either.

"Yeah. Besides, there are lots of people who want to kill you. But in the end, I changed my mind. Bianca, I'll let you

live. In the future, don't let me down. " Abel got up and walked out the door.

"What are you planning to do?" Bianca gritted her teeth. She could only sense that she was being restrained by a

maniac, and that maniac still had no idea about what to do with her.

"You'll know about it soon." Abel wiped the smile off his face. "Right now, you just need to live a proper life."

He pulled the door of the cabin open and walked out of it.

Bianca lay on the bed and was looking at the ceiling helplessly. Her limbs were restrained and she could not even

commit suicide.

She recalled Luke and the three children. 'They're all currently in A City.

Things must be chaotic now...'

Bianca felt a pinch in her heart the moment she thought that she might not be able to see them again for the rest

of her life...

Abel brought in a bowl of pasta and said, "You people of A City love to eat this whenever you don't have an appetite

to eat, right?"

Bianca took in the smell of the pasta and realized she was rather hungry.

However, she was determined not to plead and just ignored him.

Abel placed the bowl of pasta on the side of the bed and used a fork to cool the pasta.

"You citizens of A City are really weird. Whenever you guys don't have an appetite, you eat food like this. The same

goes for Luke," Abel started muttering to himself when he noticed Bianca was not responding to him.

Bianca revealed the side of her face and looked at him. "What grudge do you have against Luke?"

Abel raised his brows and his eyes glinted evilly. ''A really huge grudge involving love and murder!"

"Luke wouldn't have simply killed others without any valid reason," said Bianca. She knew Luke very well. Those who

were directly or indirectly harmed by him were people who had committed bad deeds.

"You really do know him well." Abel smiled evilly and threw the fork to the ground. But he did kill someone. He killed

my foster father. My beloved lady had once saved his life and treated him so well, yet he was so cruel and sought

revenge instead. Now that you're within my grasp, I want to train you to become this sort of person. I want to make

him have a taste of what it feels like to be hurt by cruel people." "You’ll not succeed. I'll never become such a

person!" Bianca clenched her fists.

"You will. I've got a ton of ideas to make you change." Abel placed the bowl to the side of her mouth. "Eat up."

Bianca tilted her head and rejected him with her actions.

Abel squinted his eyes. His huge palm grasped her face, and with another hand, he grabbed her chin. It made

Bianca give in and open her mouth.

He stuffed the pasta into her mouth. While doing it, he said mercilessly," Bianca, you can't die without my approval.

You must live your life well and watch yourself slowly change."

Bianca choked at the big mouthful of pasta. She tried her best to swallow the pasta. She swallowed half and spat

out the other half of it.

Abel discarded the bowl to the back and looked at her embarrassing appearance. He teased, "What a shame. From

the looks of it, your appearance can't even match up to half of my beloved lady’s beauty. Is there something wrong

with Luke's judgment?"

Bianca let out a few consecutive coughs as the bits of pasta entered her gut while some even entered the nose.

She was even more uncomfortable now.

The ship shook and she immediately rolled down from the bed.

Abel took a step back and stepped on her calf with one of his legs. "You can ditch the idea of committing suicide. I'll

have someone keep an eye on you."

Bianca closed her eyes, tears flowing from the corners due to the choking sensation.

The feeling of impending doom yet being unable to die made her feel terrified and filled her up with hatred. 'Just

what on Earth is Abel trying to do?’

Abel walked to the side of the entrance and opened the door. He turned around and said, "Don’t you wish to know

where we're heading to? I don't mind telling you. Our destination is the Island of Despair."