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

Chapter 754 Luke Came To Bring Her Home

Queenie pulled Bianca into the living room and sat her daughter down on the sofa.

The caretaker served some pastries, fruits, and tea on the table.

Queenie peeled a fruit for her daughter and handed it to her, but Bianca shook her head. She took the fruit and set

it aside on a plate.

"Mom, I don't have an appetite right now, so can I put it aside for now?"'

Queenie sat beside Bianca, took her hand, and gazed at her pale complexion. She sighed slightly. "Bea, what

happened to you? Why do you look so listless? Are you sick? Or did you get into a fight with Luke?"

Bianca did not say anything. Instead, she just fixed her gaze on the glass of water on the coffee table before her

face turned even paler.

She shook her head gently but did not say anything.

Queenie lovingly patted Bianca's head and said gently, "I'm your mother, is there anything that you can't tell me?

Bianca, we’re not just mother and daughter, but we’re also best friends. If you have anything to tell me, I can be

your faithful listener. Some things are hard to keep inside, so why don’t you tell me so that I can analyze the

situation for you?"

Bianca held her head low and could not look her mother in the eye.

In her mother's heart, Bianca had always been the understanding, well- behaved child who rarely let anyone worry

about her. She had the fine qualities of a woman. If her mother ever found out about the nasty things that

happened that night, she would surely be very disappointed in her, right?

Her mother was already tied down with Leia's affairs and exhausted by them. If she added her problems into the

mix, her mother’s hair would go gray from all the worry.

Bianca could not help but look at Queenie's hair.

After some time, a few strands of her mother’s black and shiny hair were replaced by white hair.

She must not let her mother worry about her.

Queenie looked at her daughter carefully and saw her gaze flickering hesitantly. She looked as if she wanted to say

something but stopped herself...

She could not help but wonder and asked, "Is Luke bullying you? If he's making my baby girl suffer, I'll go and settle

the score with him right away!" "Mom, it has nothing to do with him. It's me, it's my fault..." Bianca choked up and

bit down on her lip. She could only say that before she closed her mouth and stopped talking.

Bianca knew that her mother had always favored her, and although her mother was mild-mannered, she was of a

fiery and protective nature.

If she really went to look for Luke, she would only embarrass herself.

When Queenie saw that Bianca was not feeling right, she guessed that her daughter might have had a falling out

with her husband.

She grabbed her hand and advised her sincerely, "Bianca, it’s inevitable for couples to have stumbles and bumps

along the road. Look at me, for example. I've lived with your father for decades, but sometimes, it’s inevitable for

us to have quarrels. But all we need to do is just take a step back for the other person. That's the only reason we’ve

been living harmoniously all this while. Although I'm not a person of great wisdom, I still have a good eye for

people. I can tell that Luke is a good man. He’s always been consistent with you for all these years and his care for

you has only increased, so don't be too capricious."

The steam coming from the tea floated toward Bianca's small face, obscuring her pitiful, sad, and bitter expression.

She covered her face with both hands and tried hard to force back her tears. "Mom, don't speculate. Luke didn't do

anything to me. It's my own problem, it's all because of me..."

Queenie hugged Bianca into her arms and stroked her hair lovingly. "What happened? You can tell me. If you need

anything, I'll do everything I can to help you. Even if I can't help you, you still have Dad... Bianca, no matter what

happens, even if you don't tell Luke, you must tell us because we’ll always be here to have your back and support

you."

Bianca hugged her mother tightly and leaned on her shoulder quietly like a puppet that had lost its soul.

She closed her eyes bitterly. "Mom, I may have thrown away my happiness.

I'm not worthy enough of Luke and even more unworthy of my babies..."

Queenie got even more confused, but she still gently patted Bianca's shoulder like she was soothing a child who was

sulking.

Queenie was just about to speak when she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine coming from the front yard.

She could not help but stand up and look out into the front yard.

A black luxury car was parked in front and the body of the car glistened extravagantly under the sunlight.

She saw Luke coming out of the car. The man’s slender shadow stretched out from the light and his short, unkempt

hair looked a little messy.

Before she could say anything, Luke asked, "Mom, is Bea here with you?" "Yes.

Queenie looked at him hesitantly. "Luke, did you and Bea have a fight? My girl has always been calm and steady in

front of outsiders, but when she's with her family, she sometimes can't help but have a little temper. You should try

and forgive her."

Queenie was undoubtedly extremely satisfied with Luke as her son-in-law. Aside from his handsome face, he was

always the best-whether it was his work ability, his character, or how much he doted on her daughter. There were

barely any young men in A City who were better than him.

Luke stood there, as silent as a grave.

When he looked at the haggardly Bianca on the sofa, he had a complicated look in his eyes. "Mom, it was my fault. I

made Bea angry. She's not feeling well because she's sick and we gave each other the silent treatment last night. I

came here today to apologize to her, so can I go in and see Bea?" Bianca shook her head desperately and pointed

her trembling finger at Luke. She kept waving her arms at Queenie. "Mom, I don't want to see him now! Ask him to

leave!"

She did not want to see Luke because her heart was filled with a strong sense of guilt that would explode the

moment she saw him.

No one could understand her frantic and helpless feelings.

Queenie looked at Luke awkwardly. On the one hand, it was her beloved daughter, and on the other hand, he was

her son-in-law. She could not take sides.

In the end, she was the mother who loved her daughter, so she chose her daughter. "Luke, Bea’s not in a good

mood today. I'll talk to her later, so why don't you... go back first?"

However, Luke insisted on walking up to Bianca. He tried to touch her hand, but Bianca screamed and dodged him.

"Don't touch me!"

Her hysterical resistance to him gave Luke an inexplicable heartache that was mixed with a kind of anger that could

not be hidden.

The hand that was supposed to touch her hair froze in mid-air.

He sighed and finally withdrew his hand. "Bea, it's all my fault, so I'm apologizing to you. Please don't get angry, it'll

just cause more harm to your body. You can stay at your parents' house for a couple of days and I'll come back to

pick you up then. You can call me anytime if anything happens. Mom, I'm going to leave now. I'll have to trouble you

to take care of Bea for me in the next two days..." "Sigh, okay."

Luke gave Bianca another deep look before leaving with a heavy heart and some reluctance.

Bianca looked at his back, and the tip of her nose felt unbearably sore.

When Queenie saw her like this, she could not help but scold her, "Bianca, you obviously still love Luke, so why are

you still arguing with him like this? You're a mother of three, so don't throw a child’s tantrum."

Bianca spoke obscurely in despair, "Mom, l-l'm not clean anymore! Two nights ago, I was drugged..."

Her daughter's words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Queenie frozen in place for a long time before she

came back to her senses.