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

Before Luke could speak, Jim could not help but tease once more, "He's ready to give up on life for Bianca."

Percy nodded in agreement.

He would not have ended up suffering so much if he had been obedient back when Luke was on the Island of

Despair.

However, to get away from that place and return to Bianca, he was not bothered about his life and escaped

immediately. He even blasted the entire island just to get rid any trouble that may reappear.

The man, who was harsh to himself and other people, was treating Bianca with extra care. Currently, he even

stayed in the bar all just so Bianca would not leave, and even dragged them along to accompany him in drinking

liquor.

The man before them had lost the rationale he used to have. All of his unusual behavior was all because of Luca.

Jim looked at Luke, who was still binge drinking liquor and not saying a word. Then, he looked at Percy, who was still

leaving him in suspense and urged, "If you got any options, please say it out fast. My wife and kids are still waiting

for me at home."

Percy had one of his legs crossed over the other and looked at him. He wanted to think of a way to solve Luke's

problem and hurry back home to be with his wife.

'Who doesn't have a pretty wife waiting for them at home?'

When Percy thought of Nina still waiting for his arrival back at home, he immediately said, "Even though up to this

point, Luca is still not willing to reveal her identity. In the meantime, she's keeping her distance from you, and you

still have feelings for her. So, why not seize this opportunity and be a little harsh on yourself, make Luca admit that

she still cared for you. Wouldn't that solve the crisis between you two?"

Luke lifted his glass of liquor and did not continue drinking it but squinted his eyes. Despite being drunk, he still gave

Percy's comment a thought.

"Then what should he do? Torture himself? That's not his way of doing things," said Jim while shaking his head. The

way of causing havoc and even committing suicide was not Luke's way of doing things.

"Of course not. Torturing oneself is the lowliest method. It won't be effective against a sharp lady like Luca.

However, we can create an accident. Say, for example, breaking a leg after being drunk..." Percy gave an example.

Suddenly, Luke had a dark expression." What are you trying to say?"

'Getting my leg fractured after being drunk? If words about it were to spread out, I'll be losing my dignity.'

Percy cleared his throat. "I'm just giving an example. If you got injured because of this and got admitted to a

hospital, not only will Luca take care of you and the kids but in the meantime, we can be clear about whether she

cares for you. Isn't this killing two birds with a stone?"

"Then breaking one leg isn't enough. I'd say we should make it more serious and that will make Luca take it

seriously," Jim added. "Say for example a road traffic accident. Thinking about the effects of it, for sure it's going to

do well."

"You're right. Besides, admitting to a hospital will not delay your work progress. Anyway, it's not your first time

working while being admitted to the hospital," said Percy while nodding his head, agreeing to Jim's idea. "Traffic

accident is a good idea. Just get yourself knocked over and have Johann step in to make things sound more

serious."

Listening to their lousy idea made Luke pick up his glass of liquor and gulp it all in one go before getting up.

Percy looked at him. "Where are you going? Don't tell me you taking it for real? We're just joking."

"I'm not drunk," Luke said. He left the room without turning around. Initially, his idea of inviting them out was to

have them give some useful ideas and not some useless stuff.

Indeed, the ideas that they mentioned would make Luca stay back but it was very childish. An adult should not do

such a thing.

Luke paid the bill for that room and left the bar.

Looking at the traffic light made him think of Luca. If he could not come out with an idea, Luca would really leave

him.

After waiting for three years, he finally waited for her return. He would not allow her to back off and even leave

him.

The thought of it left him frustrated. He wanted to return to his car to rest for a moment, yet there were a few

young reckless drivers who came charging down the street toward him.

Those motorcycles that were headed his way were deafeningly noisy. The few young lads steering the vehicles

were drunk. Luke glanced at them, but the effect of the liquor made him unable to react in time. He collided with

one of the motorcyclists.

At that moment, it was chaotic.

Luke fell to the ground and stared at the traffic light. He felt dizzy and slowly lost consciousness.

The waiters at the entrance quickly went forth when they saw Luke being knocked down. They held down the few of

them, who had caused trouble and wanted to leave the scene.

"Mr. Crawford. Hey, Mr. Crawford." One of the waiters got down on his knees to examine his condition. Luke was still

not responding.

"Hurry and dial 120. Also, Mr. Mallory and his friend are still in the room. Go and tell them about it," roared the

waiter when he noticed Luke had lost consciousness.

Percy and Jim were sitting in the room and drank their last glass of liquor.

Percy said when he saw the waiter pushing the door open and coming into the room, "You came just at the timing,

bill please."

The waiter was anxious. "This is bad, Mr. Mallory. Mr. Crawford got knocked down by a drunken reckless

motorcyclist as soon as he left the bar. Now, he's unconscious at the roadside."

Percy opened his mouth in astonishment and exchanged looks with Jim. 'Whatever I said had turned into reality?

'I just suggested that Luke torture himself by getting into an accident to make Luca worried about him, and he

actually went through with it?

'If it was not for him knowing that Luke was not such a person, he would be suspicious whether or not he did it

intentionally.'

"Has the ambulance arrived?" Percy got up and headed out anxiously.

"We've already called the ambulance. It will soon arrive. The main thing is that until now, Mr. Crawford is still

unconscious. I witnessed that his head knocked on the ground..." the waiter was worried. Despite not them

knocking him down, it still occurred at the entrance of their bar.

Besides, any ordinary people would have dodged it. It was because Luke was drunk and unable to react to it.

Hence, he was slow and was not able to dodge it.

If anything were to happen to Luke, and the Mallory family came hunting for an explanation, for sure the bar would

be closed down.

"It's just a motorcycle. Is it that serious? Did the motorcycle hit him at a high speed?" Percy asked and headed out

anxiously.

"The velocity was quite fast but was completely avoidable. Maybe Mr. Crawford was drunk and wasn't lucid enough

to dodge. My colleague has already lodged a police report and caught hold of the few youngsters. The few

youngsters were drunk as well." the waiter replied.

Percy walked out of the bar and saw there a few people surrounding a corner. He went up and saw Luke lying on

the ground, not moving an inch as if he was dead.

No one dared to move Luke as they were unsure of his current situation, worried they might cause further damage

to him.

He spun around to look and saw a few waiters pinning onto the few youngsters who were looking down. He took off

his coat and placed it over Luke's body and walked to the side of the youngsters. "So these are the ones who

knocked him down?"

"Yes, Mr. Mallory," one of the waiters said.

Percy frowned. "Excellent. How dare you speed on road after being drunk. You guys even sped on road in groups.

Later when the cops arrive, have them all arrested."