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

Chapter 790 He Is A Disaster

Bianca was not interested in getting into such meaningless quibbles with Mavis. Moreover, Luke really needed to

rest.

She indicated to Mavis to step outside of the ward to talk. After they went out, Bianca gently closed the door so that

Luke would not be bothered by what was happening outside.

Mavis glared at Bianca, angry at her ingratitude.

How could she be in the mood to eat tarts when the CEO was so heavily injured?

If it were her, she would have been so worried that she would not be able to eat or sleep.

Mr. Crawford's love was wasted on Bianca Rayne!

Mavis pressed her crimson lips together, and her beautiful face was wracked with anger. "Why do you have the

appetite to eat now, Ms. Rayne? T Corporation is in chaos now, and the CEO is seriously injured. You look so relaxed

when everyone else is so worried!"

The sarcasm in her words was palpable.

Bianca leaned on the wall and gave Mavis a side-eye. "In your opinion, Ms. Laviere, how should I react to this

situation? Should I be flustered?

Exhausted? Helpless? Disoriented? Or should I go around begging for sympathy? I'm sorry that my reaction isn't

what you expect it to be. I know that T Corporation is in chaos now, but its leader needs to remain composed to

bear the company's responsibilities. If I appear in front of the public looking sickly and depressed, those immoral

media outlets would be piling baseless accusations on T Corporation. You've been in the business for longer than

me, and I thought you should understand that better than me.

"Moreover, Luke is my husband and my children's father. I don't think there's anyone in this world who's more

concerned about him than me, but does that mean I have to worry myself sick? Should I starve just because he

can't eat? If that were true, then I would have failed as his wife.

"Luke doesn't need a weakling now. My husband might be assertive and dominant, but he's not Superman.

Sometimes, he needs someone who can help him overcome the obstacles at work. I don't think I need you to tell

me what I should do, Ms. Laviere!"

Mavis was at a loss for a reply, but she could not help but retort, "So it turns out that your love for Mr. Crawford isn't

genuine after all. You only say that you care about him, but your actions prove otherwise."

Bianca could not help but laugh. "You can assume all you want, Ms.

Laviere. I can see that you care for my husband very much, but has he ever shown any care for you?"

Mavis's eyes widened abruptly. That question was like a dagger that stabbed through her heart. It hurt a lot, but she

did not have the courage to remove the dagger.

"I'm not the same as you!"

It took Mavis a long time before she found a reply. "Mr. Crawford is my idol. I have admired him since I was young,

and I don't ask for anything in return as long as I get to stay by his side. All I want is to work with him.

Even if I love him, I don't need his love in return. If you hadn't appeared, the woman standing next to him could

have been me..."

Her voice was shrill, amplified by the grievances she had borne for so many years.

To other people, Mavis Laviere was distant, aloof, and unapproachable.

In front of Bianca, she could not control herself, and her tone of voice betrayed her emotions.

Bianca knew that she had found Mavis's sore spot. To her, Mavis was nothing more than a clown.

She had to admit that Mavis was a very capable woman at work, and for a time, she had even envied her. To Luke,

Mavis was special. He had always brought her on his business trips, and he sounded appreciative whenever he

talked about her.

For a while, that had made Bianca jealous.

After they got to know each other better, Bianca realized that her worries were unfounded.

Luke would not talk to Mavis about anything other than business.

Bianca trusted him.

At the moment, Bianca flashed an elegant smile at Mavis. "All you want is to work with him? I'd be a real idiot if I

believed in that nonsense, Ms. Laviere! Unfortunately for you, the real idiot here is the woman who remains

indulgent in her fantasies even though she knows that her crush doesn't like her and that he's already married with

children. Please get help, Ms. Laviere. You'll only embarrass yourself if you keep on doing this."

Mavis's complexion turned pale all of a sudden.

She glared at Bianca while gritting her teeth, but she could not find anything to say.

Bianca continued calmly, "It's been more than ten years, Ms. Laviere. That's how long you've been working for

Luke. Ask yourself honestly, has he shown any affection to you outside of work? Knowing how loyal my husband can

be, I wouldn't stand a chance if that were the case.

"There's a limit to how deluded someone can be, Mavis. Also, don't tell me that you love or admire my husband. I

will take offense to that. That's all I have to tell you for now. I hope you'll remember what I said."

Then, Bianca turned away and casually walked back into Luke's ward.

Mavis stood on the spot. Her entire body was tense. Though she tried to relax her finger, they were trembling

uncontrollably.

Her love for Luke over the years had never diminished. Bianca's words had exposed her truest emotions, which

caused Mavis to be humiliated. At the same time, her hatred toward Bianca grew.

'What does that woman know? She's only so brazen because Luke loves her.

'How would she know that I've left my hometown to follow in Luke's footsteps or the opportunities that I have given

up because of him? How would she know the time and effort I've spent in loving Luke?

'No other woman loves Luke more than me.'

Mavis stood in front of the tightly shut door. The man she loved was right in front of her, but she could not even

look at him.

Her demeanor gradually turned ice-cold.

She wanted to kill if she could!

Soon, she managed to compose herself, though her gaze remained sinister. She clutched her handbag, turned

around, and walked away in her high heels.

The afternoon sunlight shone warmly through the clouds and into the hospital ward.

The bright rays of light bathed Luke's body in surreal colors.

Bianca gently pinched his nose as he slept on the bed. She looked at his prince-like demeanor and scolded him in

her heart. 'You're a disaster!'