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

Marcos and Andy, the two foreign people, were sitting at the table. Even if Tina did not wave at them, they were

able to see where they were sitting with just a glance.

Luke held Luca's hand and walked toward them. Then, they sat on the humble-looking red-colored plastic chairs.

Tina saw the two of them were holding hands, and she also noticed that the coat draped over Luca's shoulders was

a men's coat. Even so, she did not say anything. It was as though she did not see it.

After the two of them sat down, Marcos smiled and handed the menu to Luke. “Mr. Crawford, here's the menu."

Luke glanced at the paper clipped onto the menu. They had already placed their orders, and they had ordered

many dishes. Luke did not choose anything. Instead, he lowered his head and asked Luca, "Is there anything you'd

like to eat?"

"These will be fine..." Luca replied and shook her head.

She did not have the habit of eating supper at night, and she was not feeling hungry after having dinner.

Luke put the menu down on the table when he heard Luca say that, then he said, "Mr. Marcos, these will be

enough."

"Mr. Crawford, don't be shy. Ms. Tina recommended these dishes to us. These are the signatures and they taste

good," replied Marcos. He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip of the warm tea. The tea leaves they used to

make tea were of poor quality, but drinking such tea at the food stall was kind of interesting.

Marcos liked living in a metropolis like A City.

It had the prosperity and bright lights of a big city with old memories hidden in street alleys. All sorts of people

would be able to find suitable places for them to spend their time there. It was different from the capital of Russia.

"I believe in what Tina says," replied Luke. He had no other comments on the dishes she ordered.

Luca was amazed while listening to the conversation between them.

After all, one of them was Luke Crawford, while the other one was Marcos Abaza. They were big shots in the

business world, but they did not feel out of place when they were sitting at a food stall beside the road.

It was the winter season now. There were no tables or chairs outside the food stall. Hence, there were only a few

tables in the shop. The old air conditioner kept blowing out warm air, but as people were going in and out of the

shop, it could not actually be considered warm inside.

However, Luca felt warm because she had Luke's coat on her.

Marcos turned to look at Luca and suddenly asked, “Ms. Craw, have you been okay for the past few days?"

"I'm fine," Luca replied with a faint smile on her face. She knew exactly why Marcos asked her that question.

It was because of Matysh...

Luca was not afraid of him. No matter how many people Matysh had on his side, she felt assured as long as Luke

was beside her.

It was probably because Luca trusted him, but Luca thought that it was not something bad either.

Marcos noticed that Luca's gaze had fallen on Luke for a moment when she was answering his question. There was

a faint smile on Marcos' face. He thought it was interesting.

Luke had a wife, but the woman standing beside him was not his wife.

At least, she looked completely different from the photo shown on the information he received.

Marcos acknowledged himself as a person with a sensible and good outlook on life. Although his reaction was not as

extreme when they were talking about topics such as mistresses and affairs, he was not impressed with married

men who fooled around with other women.

Usually, he would not work with men like them. He would feel disgusted when he saw these men interacting with

their mistresses.

However, Marcos did not feel disgusted when he saw Luke and Luca. It was as though he was looking at a true

couple. There was nothing secretive going on between them.

Luca noticed that Marcos was shifting his gaze from her to Luke and back to her. She could not help but ask, "I

wonder why you invited us out for supper this time, Mr. Marcos?"

Marcos grinned. His blue eyes were gleaming under the lights of the food stall. Then, he said, "I'm going back to

Russia in two days. So, I wanted to treat everyone to a meal before I leave. I appreciate everything you've arranged

for me while I'm here."

Luca was surprised. Marcos was going back, so Matysh.

Marcos seemed to read Luca's mind, so he continued, "I'm going back alone."

Luca was a little disappointed. Marcos was going back, but Matysh would still be here. The threat had not been

gotten rid of yet.

Luca felt troubled. What was so good about her that made her get into such trouble so often? Furthermore, it

seemed like Luke was involved too.

She looked at Marcos, then glanced at Luke. It seemed like they were on good terms. She had no idea what they

had discussed before this. How could they be so friendly with each other.

"You're leaving?" Luke was a little surprised. He thought Marcos would be staying here for a few more days.

Although he had already sent his men to look for Marcos' mother, it was not easy to find someone who had been

missing for more than 20 years.

That was why there was no news about her.

Fortunately, Marcos' mother was Russian.

There were only a few foreign people who stayed in A City 20 years ago. Luke believed that there would be news

about his mother soon.

"There's tons of work that I have to handle back home. I'm glad you can help me with the affairs here. I don't have

to worry about that. That's why I have to go back and deal with the matters there. Besides, things will be much

more difficult for you if I'm here," replied Marcos.

Tina listened to their conversation, and she knew there was something that she should not know about. She quickly

rose to her feet and said, “Mr. Crawford, Mr. Marcos, may I know what you'd like to drink? Let me get the drinks for

you.”

"Mr. Crawford, would you like to have beer? I heard that the beer sold in food stalls tastes different. Drinking beer

with some side dishes sounds like a great idea," Marcos asked.

"Sure," replied Luke. Since Luca came with him, she could drive even if he drank a little.

If Luca refused to drive, he could call a designated driver too.

Marcos smiled and said to Luca, "Ms. Tina, we'll have beer, then. Ms. Luca, feel free to drink anything you like."

"I'm fine with water," Luca said to Tina.

Tina nodded and ordered a few cans of beer at room temperature.

After Tina left, Marcos spoke in Russian, "Mr. Crawford, your employees are outstanding."

"So are yours," Luke replied in Russian. "If you confirm that you're leaving and Matysh will be alone here, I'm going

to do what we discussed earlier."

"Things will be easier for you once I leave. Besides, if something happens to him when I'm still here, I'm the one

who'll get blamed for it." There was a sinister trace lurking in Marcos' eyes. Hatred had been growing in his heart

ever since he read his mother's handwritten letter.

It was the hatred he had for Matysh and his family.

That was why he allowed Luke to do whatever he wanted to Matysh. He did not think it was a problem even if

Matysh's dead body ended up coming back to Russia.

Hatred could blind his eyes and drown the kinship that was left in his heart.