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

Luca held her phone in her hands after hearing the beeping sound. She glanced at the time. It was still early.

She put down her briefcase and looked at the messy apartment. Then, she started cleaning the place up.

An hour later, Luca had already finished cleaning up the apartment, but Amur was still not home yet.

Luca had no idea if he was on a mission, so she dared not to call him again lest she disturbed him. She picked up a

piece of paper, left a note for him, and left the apartment.

After she left the apartment, she hailed a taxi to go back to the villa.

It was already 11 o'clock at night.

Luca walked into the living room. No one was there. She figured that the children must have gone upstairs to sleep

at this hour, but Luke...

She bent down and changed into a pair of slippers. Then, she crept her way up the stairs. As expected, the second

floor was quiet as well.

Luca walked to her bedroom door and glanced at the room opposite her. The door was closed tightly. She could not

see if the room was lit, so she did not know if Luke was still awake.

However, based on her past experiences, Luke must be working now. He would not have gone to sleep so early.

Luca planned to put her briefcase down and go over to check on him. As she pushed her bedroom door open, the

door opposite her room was pushed open at the same time too.

She turned around when she heard the sound. “Mr. Crawford."

Luke nodded and glanced at the time, pretending to ask her in an aloof manner, "The Norman family made you

stay until now?"

Luca shook her head and explained, "No, I went to the apartment just now."

Apartment?

Amur?

Luke's face darkened in a split second. He refused to see Luca have too much contact with Amur.

"Why did you go there?" Luke's voice sounded even more gloomy.

Luca noticed the changes in him. She knew what kind of situation she was in now.

Luke had told her that he had feelings for her. Previously, she refused to believe it, thinking that he was probably

feeling lonely. However, the possessiveness and jealousy that he was expressing now were indeed reflective of his

behavior when he was in love with someone.

She had no choice but to come clean about it to deal with his unhappiness.

"The Norman family wanted to know where I was staying. They suspect that there's something unusual going on

between you and me. I couldn't let them know I'm staying here, so—" Luca looked down. Perhaps it was better to

let him misunderstand her. That way, he would be able to give up on her.

However, she refused to drag Amur into this. Moreover, she loved Luke as well. If it were not for the obstacles, she

would have acknowledged him and her children by now.

Luke's expression brightened up when Luca was willing to explain herself to him. He held his mug in his hands and

turned around.

Luca realized that he was going downstairs. She put her briefcase on the dressing table in her bedroom, then

turned around and followed him down.

Luke walked into the kitchen and picked up the mason jar filled with coffee beans. He put it down again when he

remembered what Luca told him. He opened the fridge, took the milk out of the fridge, and poured it into his mug.

Luca came into the kitchen and happened to see that. She reminded him, saying, “It's getting cold. You'll feel more

comfortable if you warm the milk before drinking it.”

Luke heard her. He turned around and opened the door of the microwave.

Luca saw him planning to put the mug filled with the milk into the microwave. She walked toward him and said, "Let

me do it."

Luke handed her the mug.

Luca opened the cabinet door and took a microwavable bowl out of it. She cleaned the bowl and wiped the

remaining water on the bowl with paper towels. Then, she poured the milk in the mug into the bowl and placed it in

the microwave.

"How troublesome." Luke could not help but make a comment after watching her.

Luca chuckled. He had never paid attention to such small details when doing things. Of course, he would think it

was troublesome.

Luke had been taken care of since he was born. When did he ever warm up the milk by himself?

If it was not that late, the maid would have done everything for him.

"Mr. Crawford, I have something to tell you," said Luca as she watched the microwave's glass plate slowly spin

inside. She turned around and looked at him.

Luke knew she must have something to tell him when she followed him down. He nodded and waited for her to

speak.

"When I was having dinner with the Norman family today, Mr. Norman told me that he had asked a friend of his to

help to look for your wife, Bianca," said Luca.

Luke raised his brows. Mr. Norman was looking for Bianca?

Luca knew she had not made it clear enough, so she explained, "They received a parcel a month ago and said that

it was Bianca who sent it. There's an address on the parcel, so they think that Bianca is currently staying there.

Hence, Mr. Norman asked his friend in New York to head to the address to inform Bianca that they're thinking of

heading to New York to celebrate the new year with her."

Luke nodded.

He was the one who got someone to send the gift. It was the house address of one of his subordinates working in

his company in New York. Jason had arranged everything at that time, but he did not expect there to be such a big

loophole.

The address on the parcel was not hidden.

“I got it." Luke nodded.

Luca pondered for a moment and reminded him again, saying, "I also heard that their friend is currently

unavailable, but they'll go over there to contact Bianca tomorrow."

She wanted to remind Luke that he had to act fast if he was going to handle the matter.

Luke nodded. Just then, the microwave let out a ding. Luca turned around, turned off the power switch, and opened

the microwave door. She carefully took the warm milk out of the microwave.

The milk was not too warm. The temperature was just right to drink it, and it would warm the stomach instead of

burning one's mouth.

Luca poured the warm milk into the mug and handed it to Luke. "Mr. Crawford, here's the milk."

Luke took the mug of milk from her and looked at her.

All the things that Luca had told him tonight meant that she still cared about him. Otherwise, she would not have

told him about the Norman family's plans.

Luke's eyes darkened. She cared about him, but she could not reveal her identity. Was she not upset about it?

The two of them loved each other, but they could not be together.

Luca noticed that Luke did not intend to leave after he took the mug from her. Instead, he kept staring at her. They

were standing so close to each other too. After she noticed that, she lowered her head, took a step back, and said,

"Mr. Crawford, I'm going upstairs first."

"I left your document on your desk," said Luke.

"Thank you." Luca thanked him and quickly went upstairs. She went to get the document in the study. Then, she

trotted back to her bedroom.

After she closed the door, she held the document in her arms and leaned against the door while taking deep

breaths.

When she looked at Luke's facial features just now, she had a strong and sudden urge to kiss him.

What would happen if she really did that? How would things turn out between them?

That would fulfill Abel's wish. Hence, she was not allowed to do that in order to protect him and the children.

Luke took deep breaths to slow down her heart which was beating rapidly. It took her a while to calm herself down.

Right then, her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at her phone. It was Amur who was calling.

Luca answered the call and said, "Amur, is that you?"

"It's me." Amur's voice was slightly hoarse. She frowned when she heard his voice.

“Have you been drinking?" she asked. There was a hint of drunkenness in his voice when she heard him speak.

Moreover, it seemed like he had drunk a lot judging from his hoarse voice. He did not come back to the apartment

while she was there either. Had he gone out to drink?