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

Chapter 74 Poor Thing, She Has To Be With Luke

Louis' face also seemed to say that if he did not do it, he should bring the woman over to prove it...

Louis had always been intrigued by the psychology of a strange man like his brother who had been

abstinent for more than five years. A man like him could live a normal life without touching a woman? It

was unheard of!

"You think she's unworthy to meet us? Do you know how bad that would make her feel..." the old man

asked. After he asked that question, he stared at his grandson's face to observe his expression. He

was afraid that his grandson was an unfaithful lover who slept with someone every night but had

disdain forthem.

Luke figured that his grandpa had no other choice. His grandpa probably thought that he did not

discipline his own son enough when he was alive. Even though that man was not worthy of his respect

at all, his grandpa was still his sensible grandpa.

It was probably because he was anxious for Luke to get married, so he had to ask.

Tm afraid that you guys will scare her away.” Luke picked up a document and put it aside. He hinted

that he was not trying to hide her from them, but it was because he wanted to hide them from her. 1

The brother and grandpa who had just gotten insulted,"..."

’She’s very delicate and quiet in front of others. She's shy around strangers, but you guys..." Luke

raised his eyes and glanced at his brother and grandpa, frowning with disdain.

The grandfather who initially looked as if he was going to beat his grandson with his cane suddenly

realized he was not acting like the kind old man that he was. He put down his cane and coughed

embarrassedly. He returned to the kind old man look of his.

Louis, who fueled the fire, could not help but say, "If she's really the timid little white rabbit that you say,

I think that you'll be the first to scare her off... ■

Louis was an adult man with physical needs. He knew the intimacies between a man and a woman.

With his brother's strong physique and inexhaustible energy that had been hungry and thirsty for more

than five years, he would probably leave no bones when he devoured the little white rabbit.

'Tsk, poor thing! She has to be with Luke. After serving him the whole night, does she still have the

strength to do other things during the day?'

Bianca stayed in the hospital for an hour in the morning.

From the hospital to her office, the taxi made it just in time. She did not arrive too late nor did she arrive

too early.

She sent the work that was asked by the head of the department and he was really pleased with it. He

did not hold back his praises and told her that her work gave him a glimmer in his eyes. He also

mentioned that it was not like a newbie's work. It looked as if a master of ten years had done it. 1

Bianca thought that Luke was probably a master in designing.

A message popped up from Sue that said, 'The head of the department said that your drawing is good

and praised you highly. I already know that you’ll be staying after the probation period.'

To be honest, Sue knew that even if her drawing was not good, Bianca was still going to be kept in the

company.

A powerful force like the boss was no joke.

Sue sent another message that said, 'Do you know who the best designer is?'

'I don't know. Who is it?* Since Bianca was busy, she only replied five words.

'Our BOSS! DUH! Don't you know? Five developed countries in the world have architectural works

designed by our boss. Our city is fortunate to have one by him too. It's the library in the city center.

After our boss took over the family business and cleaned up their mess, he got too busy to draw and

design anything.' Sue typed vigorously and sent it. i

Bianca was shocked to find out what she had read from her computer screen...

'When I took the subway and wandered around the city center out of boredom last time, I was attracted

by the same exact library. Turns out it was designed by Luke himself?' thought Bianca.

'Sigh. Even though we're obsessed with design, we’ll never be able to see something drawn by our

boss.' Sue sent Bianca a message again.

Bianca opened the drawing that she had just submitted to her head of department. Her gaze was fixed

intently for a long time on the drawing that he drew last night.

When the phone rang, Bianca finally looked away from the drawing.

"Hello, Doctor Thompson,’ Bianca answered the phone in a soft voice and left the main office area.

The hospital was calling and asking for Kevin's ID card.

Bianca nodded. "Okay, I'll deliver it this afternoon."

After finishing her work in the morning, she packed her things, went out, and took a taxi without even

having her lunch. She rushed to her dad's and Jennifer's place.

Even though she did not want to see Jennifer, she had no other choice. His ID card was at home. It

was not like her dad could get up and leave the hospital. Therefore, she knew she just had to endure it

for a while, even if it was going to be horrible.

On the way there, Bianca tried to call Jennifer.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at this moment..."

She called the number a few times, but it could not go through.

Bianca looked at the noisy street outside of her car window. She searched through her contacts for

Marie's number and called her.

"Why are you calling me? Did your dad die? Did you call me to notify my mom and I to rush to his

funeral?" Marie was playing a game on her phone when Bianca's call showed up on the screen within

seconds of her using her phone.

Bianca did not want to waste time talking nonsense with her. She ignored her and said, "Are you at

home? I need to go over to your place to get my dad's ID card."

"I'm at home. You can come and get it..." Marie said.

Bianca hung up and waited with a frown at the place.

On the other side, Marie got up from the bed, thought about it, and called Jean. "Didn’t you say you

wanted to talk to me? Come over to my place. Now. I'm giving you 20 minutes."

Jean was not at the office and was with his team leader outside. He had to rush over after he answered

the call.

His mother had fallen under the spell of wanting to see and hug her unborn grandson. In order to

persuade Marie not to abort the child, she rushed to the bank with her ID card and took out some cash.

She let Marie pick the house she wanted, paid the down payment, and put the house under her name.

Jean almost went crazy from his mother's angering actions.

Afterward, Anna regretted it very much and thought that Marie was quite unreliable, but she was left

with no choice. The house was bought. She could only make sure her son held onto Marie and get

married as soon as possible so that they could give birth to the child. Then, they would see what was

the next step.

Even if she was cheated off her money, it was just a down payment. She thought that it was worth it if it

meant getting herself a lively grandson.

Jean blasted Marie's phone with calls that night, but she chose to ignore him. It seemed as if she chose

to pretend to be embarrassed about it to make herself feel better.

Now that Marie was taking the initiative and giving him a chance to meet within 20 minutes, he had no

choice but to rush there.

Since the door was not locked, Jean walked in straight away. There was no one in the living room or

the bedroom. He walked toward the bathroom and asked, "Are you inside?"

"Come in and we'll talk, “ Marie ordered.

Jean frowned and opened the door in front of him.

Marie had just finished a bath. Her body smelled of her frankincense shower gel. Her soft body pressed

against the man at the door while her little hands ran back and forth across his body with intent.

"Wow baby, did you get excited with just a little touch?" The woman squatted down.

Her sweet little mouth pressed against him.

Jean furrowed his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and grunted uncontrollably. His big hands held her head

tight.

She raised her head and looked at him with her watery eyes, making sure to please him.

She opened her mouth.

"Hurry up, I have to go back to work." Jean urged impatiently.

Since he was overcome by his desires, he completely forgot to ask Marie why she switched from her

previous cold attitude and suddenly became so enthusiastic toward him. The only thing he had in mind

at that time was his pleasure.

Marie squatted on the wet floor tiles.

Her little hand touched Jean's belt buckle, unfastened it gently, then unzipped his trousers.