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

Chapter 708 How Is She Going To Face Her Son?

Tommy saw his mother covering her face and thought that she was crying. That made him behave even more

angrily toward Luke.

His tiny body stood tall and straight, and his round eyes glared unyieldingly at his father.

Then, he bared his sharp, white teeth and bit down on his father's exposed arm.

The pain caused Luke to gasp.

Luke did not expect that the little boy's teeth would be so sharp. He wondered if Tommy was reincarnated from a

wolf.

Even though he was in pain, Luke was comforted by the fact that Tommy was so protective of his mother.

However, he wished that Tommy would protect Bianca from the other people, not Luke.

Luke lifted Tommy by the collar and narrowed his gaze as he looked at the little boy. "Hey, kid, I'm playing with your

Mommy. What makes you think that I'm bullying her, hmm?"

Tommy pointed at Luke and said angrily, "You were pinning Mommy down and she couldn't breathe! I saw that

Mommy was crying secretly and moaning in pain. You're so big and strong, but you're a bully. Shame on you!"

Bianca covered her face even more tightly.

'Oh my god, how am I going to face my son from now on?'

Luke lifted the struggling Tommy higher in the air and smiled sinisterly. "So what if I bullied your Mommy? What are

you going to do about it? You're too weak, little boy. You're no match for me at all."

Tommy smugly lifted his chin up high. His curly eyelashes swished about." I might be weak now, but I'll grow up one

day and become stronger than you. I'll protect Mommy so no one can bully her! One day, I'll take Mommy as my

beautiful wife..."

Luke laughed out loud when he heard that. He glared at Tommy and said," Your Mommy is my wife, not yours. Are

you sure you want to snatch your Daddy's wife?" "Ugh... You're not my daddy, you're a baddie. My Daddy is a

superhero like Superman or Spiderman, and you're a big bully. You'll receive your just deserts one day!" Tommy's

stumpy limbs waved in the air.

He tried to struggle out of Luke’s grip and also kick him.

Luke held his son at an appropriate distance away. He could control Tommy's movement and be kicked by him.

Luke patted Tommy’s head and praised him. "Not bad. You're still weak, but you're brave."

Tommy continued to struggle while looking determinedly at Bianca. "Don’t be afraid, Mommy. I'm here for you, and

no one can bully you. When I grow up, will you be my wife, Mommy?” 1

Bianca could not help but laugh when she heard what her son told her, but at the same time, she was moved by his

courage.

"Alright, Tommy, when you grow up, I'll be your wife," Bianca said without hesitation.

Luke's expression sank. He was jealous of his son.

He tossed Tommy aside and glared at him. "Don't even think of marrying Mommy, you filthy brat! She belongs to

me!"

He was not too pleased about having to fight for Bianca's love with his son as soon as he reunited with her.

Bianca tugged Luke's elbow and complained to him, "Luke, can't you be a little more friendly toward Tommy? He's

only two years old, and he doesn't know what he's talking about. It's not good to treat your son with hostility the

first time you two meet each other."

She thought that Luke and Tommy would be happy to see each other, but it seemed that they had started on the

wrong foot.

As Tommy's father, Luke should have treated the little boy with tenderness and care, not jealousy and hostility.

"My wife, I'm disciplining our son now." Luke kissed Bianca's forehead and covered her almost-naked body with a

blanket.

Luke was a very possessive man. Only he could look at Bianca's bare body, and no one else could. Not even their

children.

"Mommy looks so sad, but you're still bullying her. Let Mommy go!" Tommy roared at Luke. "You can't kiss Mommy.

Only I can kiss Mommy."

The boy might be small, but he was equally possessive as Luke. He glared at Luke with hostility.

Luke grunted coldly, and his gaze fell on Bianca's blushing face.

He lifted Bianca's chin and landed a sensual kiss on her tender lips. Then, he glanced contemptuously at his son.

"You can ask Mommy if she's sad now! You'll know what's going on when you grow up."

Luke would not mind telling his son about the birds and the bees, but Tommy was far too young.

"Mommy doesn't like it..." Tommy remained stubborn and glared angrily at his father. "She must still be very sad.

Otherwise, why would she be covering her face?"

Luke's passionate gaze was transfixed on Bianca.

Her lips had become more red and supple after those violent kisses, and the blush on her face became even more

charming. His fading urges were renewed once again.

All he wanted now was to pin her down again and finish their business.

Luke picked up the little eyesore and brought him out of the room, even though Luke was topless.

A bodyguard saw it and quickly went up to Luke. "Mr. Crawford."

Luke impatiently threw the little boy toward the bodyguard and said, "Take him to rest in the room next door."

Seeing Luke half-naked and the struggling little boy, the bodyguard instantly understood what happened: The

toddler must have interrupted his parents' intimate time.

The bodyguard carried Tommy to the next room.

Tommy could only watch as his Mommy's room door slammed shut in front of his eyes.

I'm not leaving, I wanna protect Mommy... that baddie must be bullying Mommy again..." Tommy kept on struggling

in the bodyguard's arms. He puffed up his cheeks, which made him look like a cute little frog.

The little boy was quite strong for someone as small as him.

The bodyguard nearly lost his grip on Tommy. Helplessly, he tried to comfort Tommy, "Master Tommy, your Daddy

and Mommy have not met each other for a long time. They must have many things to tell each other. You shouldn't

disturb them."

The bodyguard knew that one should not disturb a man in his throes of passion, not even his own son!

Tommy glared at the tightly shut room door and pouted. He was not happy that the baddie had taken his Mommy

away from him. He would have to get his Mommy back.