Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Things Don’t Look Too Good...

Kevin wanted to say something. He lifted a trembling finger and pointed it at Marie.

Jennifer turned around to look. She saw that her daughter was glaring defiantly at Kevin with an unpleasant expression on her face.

Kevin's mouth was slightly open, and he was gasping for air. However, there was no way an agitated late-stage lung cancer patient was going to catch their breath...

"Stop talking, Marie. Get out of the room!" Jennifer rushed up, grabbed Marie's shoulders, and pushed her toward the door. While her back was facing Kevin, she winked at Marie and whispered into her ear. "Let Mom handle this. You'll get what you want." "You can't handle it!" Marie glared at her and shouted. She shoved her mother away once more.

Marie felt that her mother was being nothing but a burden. She stepped up next to the bed again, towered over the pathetically frail Kevin, and grinned mockingly. "You've been staying in the hospital for a long time, Uncle Kevin. Perhaps you don't know many things that have been happening outside. You listen to whatever lies Bianca feeds you.'

She took out her phone, found the screenshot of the news article, and brought it in front of Kevin.

Kevin tried his best to focus his gaze on the contents of the phone screen.

"Do you see that, Uncle Kevin? Your daughter is already married. This man ... is treating her quite well..." Marie told a lie and continued, "You also wish that Bianca can live a happy life, right?"

Kevin's face was still red from the coughing, but his eyes were transfixed on the screen.

Marie continued with a smile, "Bianca's husband will provide her with all her needs. She can have all the mansions and luxury cars that she desires. Tell me, Uncle Kevin, why am I not as lucky? Bianca is living in a mansion, but I have to stoop down and beg you to givethat two-room apartment.

This is unfair!"

Marie's frenzied voice echoed in the hospital ward.

’You don't know what your daughter did five years ago, right? Shall I tell you from the start?"

Meanwhile, at the apartment.

After Bianca woke up, she wanted to make breakfast, but she realized that Rainie was awake and was hugging her leg.

’It's still early. Be a good girl and go back to bed..." Bianca crouched and carried Rainie in her hands.

The little girl closed her eyes and leaned onto her neck. "I want to sleep with you..." "You can sleep with me, but you'll have to promisethat you'll go to school. OK?” Bianca was worried that if Rainie continued to resist going to school, she would anger her unqualified father at the breakfast table.

When that happened, the little girl would be reduced to tears.

Just as expected, Rainie started throwing a tantrum when "school" was mentioned. "I don't wanna! I don't wanna!" She screamed.

Bianca lay down with Rainie on her bed and patiently tried to reason with her.

Eight o'clock.

Rainie eventually fell asleep. Bianca got out of the room and prepared breakfast. She heated some milk in the microwave, and also boiled broth on the stove.

When Luke cout of the study and onto the bed, it was already three o'clock.

Luke was Lanie and Rainie's father. Bianca wished that he would not have any health problems.

However, a businessman was always busy with many responsibilities.

Working late into the night was the price he had to pay for devoting his tto take care of Bianca and the children in the daytime.

That was why she wanted to make snutritious bone broth for him.

When Luke got up, the two children were also awake. He wondered how Bianca managed to convince Rainie, who had already washed her face, changed her clothes, and was currently packing her little flowery backpack.

To Luke, they were beginning to look more and more like a family.

In the bathroom.

Lanie was about to flush when Daddy flushed the toilet for him. "Stop wasting tand quickly wash your face.'

Eight words!

Before that, Luke had always used three words to impatiently order his son. "Wash your face!'

The little boy hastily washed his face. His father handed him a clean and dry towel.

Lanie might be young, but he could not help but think that there was something unusual about his father's behavior.

’You're my son. Why shouldn't I be nice to you?" Luke said as he brushed his teeth. After that, the father and son stepped out of the bathroom together.

Luke, Lanie, and Rainie sat at the table.

Rainie suddenly got off her chair, saying that she wanted to help Miss Bea bring the food to the table.

Of course, Bianca did not want the little girl to carry something too heavy.

She handed Rainie a hard-boiled egg and asked her to bring it to the table.

Eventually, the family of four was seated around the table.

Bianca filled a bowl with broth and set it in front of Luke without saying a word. Then, she poured warm milk for the children.

Luke looked at the steaming hot bowl of bone broth in front of him, then at Bianca with an unbelievably gentle gaze.

Bianca's head was lowered, though she could feel the man's reserved yet passionate gaze on her face. She could feel her cheeks heating up...

The two children chatted with each other while they ate their breakfast. They did not notice what was going on between the adults.

Luke downed the bowl of broth very quickly. He gracefully handed the bowl to Bianca and said greedily, "One more bowl."

Bianca did not say anything. Even if he did not ask for it, she would fill up the bowl for him anyway. She was also going to fill up a flask with the broth so that he could bring it to work.

Just when she stood up, her phone started to ring.

’’Hello?" Bianca said as she lifted the pot lid.

Luke was already done with breakfast, though he lingered at the table because he relished the feeling of a complete family.

As he glanced at the ton his wristwatch, his phone started ringing. It was from Jason.

When he answered the call, he heard something fall and break in the kitchen.

'Mr. Crawford, Bianca's father, took a turn for the worse. It's not looking too good. He's in the emergency room now..."

At the stime, in the kitchen.

Bianca had received a call from the hospital. Her mind went blank, and the pot lid went crashing onto the floor.