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

On the other hand.

Luke got two calls when he was dealing with urgent company matters.

One of the calls was from Johann, who told him that Leia had the idea of illegally buying organs from the black

market.

The other call was from Allison's lawyer. He received a notice confirming that Allison would be released from prison

next Monday.

The coming Monday was four days from then.

Four days later, Allison would be released from prison. In her current situation, she would definitely cause trouble

when she returned to Crawford Manor.

Luke hung up after he told the lawyer that he would arrange for someone to pick her up from prison.

He called Johann after and asked, "Do you have any good plastic surgeons to recommend?"

Johann knew who he was asking for and immediately said, "The best has already said that your mother's face can't

be fixed with surgery. There’s no way to cure her even if we can get a good doctor. If someone says she can be

cured, he or she must be a swashbuckling liar."

Luke was silent. Allison had been using Luca’s concoction.

The lawyer conveyed her words and told Luke that the herbal medicine did help her face but it could not smooth

the wrinkles. Even though there were no new creases, Allison was still not satisfied.

They all knew that Allison's face could not be saved, so she was stirring things up because she refused to accept the

fact...

Luke hung up the phone and wondered what kind of arrangement he should make for Allison so that she would not

cause any more trouble when she got out of prison.

That was more difficult than finishing the current project.

Deep into the night...

While Luca was working on the antidote, the main door was pushed open.

She paused for a moment and hurriedly put away the things. The person who came in was probably Luke. She did

not want him to see too much.

Just as she finished packing, Luke arrived at the maid's room.

Luca did not close the door so when he came over, he happened to see Luca holding a glass tube in her hand.

Luke asked, "What is this?"

Luca glanced at the tube in her hand and said, "This is a private research of mine."

Luke did not say anything and just stared at her deeply.

Luca thought that he might have misunderstood. Perhaps he thought she had taken the company's research

outside the office, so she explained, "This research has nothing to do with the company's research. It's purely a

topic I'd like to understand more on."

"I know you didn't bring the company's research out from the office. Don't be nervous," Luke said.

Luca nodded, held the tube, and wanted to walk out the door. However, Luke was blocking her so she could not go

out. She said, "Uh, Mr. Crawford, can you let me go out?"

Luke turned sideways.

Luca walked past him and smelled alcohol on him. She blinked.

He was not a casual drinker because he would not be able to handle his work efficiently if he drank.

‘Did he have to socialize?'

Luca thought to herself, then looked at him. "Mr. Crawford, have you been drinking?"

"I was a little upset so I drank some wine," Luke said. He would not share his emotions with people he did not care

about. However, Luca was not an insignificant person.

Luca blinked again.

'He didn't drink at a social event but drank by himself... Is there something on his mind?'

She did not continue to ask. She put the potion in the disinfection cabinet, stood in the kitchen, and thought about

it. She then picked up a cup.

Luke sat on the sofa when he noticed that Luca had not come out of the kitchen despite having gone in for so long.

After a while, Luca walked over with a glass of honey water. She put the glass in front of him and said, "Alcohol

hurts your stomach. If you don't mind, you can drink some honey water."

Luke stared at the honey water in front of him for half a minute, then he grinned.

Seeing his smile, Luca wondered, 'Isn't he in a bad mood? Why is he smiling for' The smile on Luke's face was not a

sad smile.

"Mr. Crawford, are you okay?" Luca looked at his expression and did not understand why he reacted as such.

"Before my wife got amnesia, she would prepare a glass of honey water whenever I came back from drinking. She

would also use this kind of transparent glass to let me drink it. She would say that alcohol hurts my stomach, so I

must drink honey to neutralize the effects. No one has made honey water for me for many years. Thinking of the

past, I couldn't help but feel nostalgic." Luke looked at her deeply. He wondered how long it would take to

understand what had happened to Luca in the past few years.

How long would it take for the couple to be truly reunited...

Luca heard what he said and thought of the past.

Every time Luke came home after socializing, no matter how much he drank, she would make him drink a glass of

honey water.

He did not like the taste of honey water, so sometimes, she had to coax him to drink it.

At that time, their lives were just like honey water—plain and light, but sweet and heartwarming.

However, the good times were all left behind in the past.

Luca snapped out of it. She could not afford to indulge in the beauty of the past because her current life was in

crisis.

She smiled and said, "I heard that you and your wife are affectionate toward each other. It seems true."

"Russians also like to use honey water to cure a hangover?" Luke asked as he held up the glass.

Luca shook her head and said, "There are thousands of ways to cure a hangover, but my family prefers using

honey water."

Luke nodded and did not uncover her lie. He took a sip from the glass.

The sweet taste was just right. He did not feel icky from drinking it. It was just like before. He did not enjoy it but the

sweetness was acceptable.

Luca watched Luke finish drinking the entire glass of honey water. She knew his preference, so she prepared the

honey water accordingly.

After Luke finished drinking the honey water, he put the glass on the coffee table and slumped on the sofa.

His undignified posture was nothing like his previous posture.

At that moment, he felt at home.

Luca wanted to understand Luke's troubles so she tried to ask, "Mr. Crawford, do you have anything troubling you?"

"I can't drink if I don't have any problems?" Luke stared at her.

Luca shook her head and said, "It's not that you can't drink without any problems but you're a workaholic. If you

have the time, you'd be more willing to spend your time at work rather than drinking. Alcohol can numb a person's

brain. Someone like you must be facing some troubles if you've chosen to drink to relax..."

Luke listened to her words without uncovering anything.

Luca understood him but she forcefully analyzed the situation and phrased it in such a way to hide the fact that she

knew him well. It was difficult for her to live a life as such.

"I'm vexed." Luke retracted his gaze and admitted.