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

The maid hurriedly came to open the door after a while.

Percy held his phone and tried to ask the maid not to open the door. The door was still opened in the end. He sat in

the car and put his phone back into his pocket.

Maybe he should have told her that he was still staying in the villa they used to stay in.

He dismissed the servants at the villa after she insisted on leaving. There was only one maid left there who was

responsible for occasionally cleaning the house.

Percy sat in the car and listened to the conversation between Nina and his maid.

“Hello, your young master is in the car. He's drunk, and his legs are not working now. Please come over and help

him into the house." Nina did not forget to taunt him when she was talking to the maid.

Percy wanted to show her that he could walk, but she had a soft rather than hard temperament. It was better for

him to pretend to be weak now.

The maid shot a glance at the person in the car. It was indeed her young master. She walked over and hurriedly

pushed the door open.

"Young Master, are you alright?" The maid thought he was drunk and he fell, that was why he could not walk. She

touched his legs.

Percy gnashed his teeth and said, "I'm fine."

"Uh..." The maid watched him get out of the car unhappily. He stood there. Apart from his hand that was placed on

the car door to support him, his legs were working fine.

"He'll fall after taking two steps. You'd better help him. Otherwise, the news of the young master of the Mallory

family getting drunk and breaking his leg on the street will be on the front page of the newspapers tomorrow." Nina

took a few steps back as she said that.

Percy glared at her. Would she still say something like that if he really broke his leg?

The maid immediately held onto Percy once she heard that. She dared not to let go as she was afraid that he might

fall if she did not pay attention. She might lose her job too.

Nina chuckled as she watched the maid follow Percy closely step by step. She closed the door of the passenger seat

and got into the driver's seat. Then, she hit the accelerator and drove away.

She dashed off without staying for even another second.

Percy stopped and turned to look in the direction that she left.

The maid stopped walking too and was puzzled. "Young Master?"

Percy shook her hands off him right away. "Don't hold onto me."

The maid could smell the alcohol on him, but he did not look like he was drunk based on the situation now.

"Oh, alright." She moved her hands away stiffly. Then, she consciously maintained a certain distance from him.

Percy watched as Nina's car disappeared from his sight. He turned around and ordered the maid, "Tell Pierre to

come here tomorrow."

"Second Young Master? Alright." The maid was wondering why Percy could not inform his brother himself and

ordered her to do it instead. However, it would be unwise to ask about it. She would just follow her boss'

instructions.

The following day.

Luca opened her eyes and sat up straight. Then, she glanced out the window. It was morning.

She could feel her head spinning. She must have bled too much last night. Hence, she was a little weak now.

Luca let out a sigh and looked at the iron balls chained to her feet. It became even more difficult for her to escape

after what had happened last night.

The room's door was pushed open.

Luca saw the two men come into the room one after another with masks on their faces. Each of them was carrying

a bag in their hands.

She saw that one of the bags was from a pharmacy. A gleam flashed across her eyes. That should be the

merbromin that they bought for her. They were going to dress her wound after hitting her last night.

She reckoned that she was quite valuable to the person who was behind this judging from how carefully they had

been treating her. Still, she had yet to figure out what that person wanted from her.

The man threw the bag filled with the medicine on the bed.

Luca lowered her head. She was able to see clearly which pharmacy it was from where she was.

There were not many outlets of this pharmacy in A City. Although she did not memorize A City's map, she would be

able to narrow down the scope if she could inform someone that this pharmacy was nearby.

The man took povidone and some cotton swabs out of the bag. He rolled his sleeves and said, "I'm going to sterilize

your wound. Don't shout if you don't want to die."

Luca remained silent as she watched the man pour some povidone onto the cotton swab and apply it to her

forehead.

He was not gentle at all. He deliberately made it even more painful when the wound was still hurting.

Luca frowned.

Another man saw this and said, "Be gentle. That person probably has his eyes on this woman's appearance. You'll

leave a scar if you're careless."

The man tried to be more gentle as he muttered, "How troublesome."

"You won't feel that way when you get the money," the other man said.

After the man sterilized her wound, he poured some merbromin on another cotton swab and helped her to dress

her wound.

Luca did not even make a sound.

After dressing her wound, the other man took some food out of another bag. "There's only bread and milk. You can

starve if you refuse to eat."

“I’ll have it.” Luca was not that stupid to starve herself to protest against them. She needed to fill up her stomach

now. That way, she would be able to think of a way to save herself.

The man divided the bread and handed it to her.

Luca leaned forward and took a bite. The bread was dry, and it tasted awful. She forced herself to take a few more

bites, then she said, "It's too dry. I need water.”

The man opened the milk and handed it to her.

"Isn't it troublesome for you to feed me like this? You can release me and let me finish my meal first.

Then you can tie me up again," said Luca.

"Stop talking. Eat." The man did not listen to her suggestion.

"There's two of you while I'm alone. What are you afraid of? I have iron balls chained to my feet. I won't be able to

take down both of you." Luca continued to say. Feeding her was something that would test their patience. They

would not have the patience to do that.

The man shot a glance at his partner and said, "Well, untie her, then. We'll tie her up again when she finishes

eating."

The other man nodded and took a knife out of his pocket. It took him only a few seconds to cut off the rope.

Luca did not move around. It was because the man was being cautious and placed the knife on her stomach after

he cut the ropes.

The knife would stab into her stomach if she dared to move even a little.

"Give me the bread," said Luca.

The man handed Luca the bread.

Luca took the bread from him and took one bite after another. The bread tasted awful but given the situation now,

she had no choice but to finish the bread.

She finished drinking the milk after she finished the bread.

The man quickly grabbed her hand after she put down the carton of milk. Then, he tied up her hands with a new

batch of ropes.

"I drink a lot of water every day. Give me a glass of water after every hour." Luca did not struggle, and she was

secretly counting how many ropes the man was using to tie her hands.

There were a total of five ropes.

They were indeed meticulous.

"How can you be so troublesome?!" The man frowned impatiently. Did they have to serve her after kidnapping her?