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

Chapter 1124 Running Away From Home
Luke followed him upstairs and knocked on the door.
"I'm sleeping." Tommy's childish voice came from within.
Luke's hand froze. Rainie could see that her father was distressed and told him, "Don't worry about Tommy. He'll forget about it
by tomorrow morning."
Luke sighed and patted Rainie's head. His daughter always seemed sensible. "I have some more work to do. Please take care of
your younger brother." "Yes, Daddy." Rainie nodded.
Luke returned to the study. T Corporation had been expanding over the past two years, and his responsibility became greater
and greater. He would work in the study every night.
After Luke left, Rainie knocked on the bedroom door. "Tommy, it's me, your sister. Let me in." "I'm sleeping, Rainie," Tommy said.
Rainie was not sure how to react to that. "Don't you want Daddy to sleep with you tonight?" "I can sleep by myself tonight,
Rainie. I'm very sleepy!" While Tommy said that, he rummaged through his closet and found the biggest backpack.
When Rainie heard what Tommy said, she knocked on the door again.
Once again, Tommy did not open the door.
Rainie sighed and said, "Alright then, I won't disturb you. Sleep tight and see you tomorrow, Tommy."
Tommy brought a stool over, stood on it, and took out some of his clothes from the closet. He decided that he would run away
from home so that his father would pay more attention to him!
After packing the clothes, he stashed some of his favorite books and snacks into the backpack. Then, he smashed his piggy
bank and took out the money inside.
He lay on the bed after the preparations were done. All he had to do now was wait.
By three o'clock in the morning, everyone in Crawford Manor was sleeping.

Tommy gently pushed the door open and looked down the corridor. A sliver of dim yellow light shone from the door to the study
that was ajar.
He tiptoed toward the study and peeked inside. Luke was sleeping on the sofa bed without turning the lights off.
Tommy chuckled to himself, returned to his bedroom, wore his backpack, and left Crawford Manor.
Crawford Manor was in a secluded location. Tommy walked along the road until he was exhausted. He tossed the backpack
away and sat down on the ground, panting.
"This is so tiring." Tommy glanced at his backpack next to him. If he had known that it would be so exhausting to run away from
home, he would have brought less things along with him. It was only after he left Crawford Manor that he did not know where he
should go.
He crouched by the road and mumbled to himself, "Should I go home?"
Instantly, he shook his head and dismissed the idea. "No, I can't go home now. That would be very embarrassing!"
He hugged his backpack, leaned against the wall, and fell asleep.
There were no cabs on the road so late at night. He would leave in the morning instead!
The next morning, Tommy woke up and realized that a group of people were staring at him. He rubbed his eyes, looked at the
adults surrounding him, and asked, "What are you all looking at?"
An old man who was on his morning jog crouched down and asked him," Why are you sleeping here, little boy? Are you lost?"
"I'm not lost." Tommy stood up, wore his backpack, and dusted his clothes.
A woman noticed that the clothes Tommy wore were very expensive. She smiled lovingly and said, "Little boy, can you tell me
where you live? I'll bring you home."
Tommy instantly thought of how Luke had reprimanded him the day before, so he shook his head. "No, Ma'am. I'm not going
home." "It's very dangerous for a little boy like you to be wandering outside alone. Why don’t you want to go home?" The woman
asked Tommy. There were so many human traffickers nowadays, and the cute and handsome boy would be a lucrative target.
As she thought about that, her motherly instincts went off the charts." Come with me. My car is right over there. I'll bring you
home."

The old man agreed with her. "Yes. You're so small, what if you meet a bad guy? Your Daddy and Mommy must be worried about
you. You should go home." "I'm not going to Daddy's home. I want to look for Mommy," Tommy pretended to look aggrieved.
He did not want to follow those adults back to Crawford Manor, so he had to make up another excuse.
The adults immediately understood. The boy's parents were divorced, and the father must have won custody of the boy.
However, his father was mean to him, so he wanted to look for his mother.
They also guessed that the boy had run away from home and lost his way. That was why he was sleeping by the roadside.
Tommy thought for a bit and held the woman's hand. "Ma'am, I know my Mommy's address. Can you hail a cab for me? I have
money."
The woman's heart melted when Tommy looked at her with those big and animated eyes.
"Would it be too dangerous taking a cab by yourself?" She said.
"I'll be fine. Cab drivers are usually good guys. Also, you can give me your phone number and note down the cab's license plate.
When I arrive at my Mommy's house, I'll give you a call to tell you that I'm safe!" Tommy thought up of a way to stop the woman
from worrying.
"Are you sure you want to take a cab? I can send you there," the woman said.
"You must be on your way to work, Ma'am, and I'd hate to impose on you. I’ll be fine taking a cab on my own." Tommy blinked.
He was not sure where his destination was. If he had ridden in the woman's car, his lies would be exposed.
"Alright then." The woman used her phone to hail a cab.
She gave Tommy her phone number, noted down the cab's license plate, and handed the driver a twenty-dollar bill. "Please
deliver the boy to his mother." "Don't worry." The cab driver nodded.
The driver started driving and asked Tommy for his destination. Tommy gave him an address; Bianca used to bring him there.
The cab driver said, "Alright. Sit tight, little boy. I'll bring you there right now.
"Thank you, Sir," Tommy replied sweetly, which made the driver happy.

At the destination, Tommy rummaged through his backpack and took out some money. The driver shook his head and said, "The
woman who helped you get a ride already paid me. Quickly go and look for your Mommy." "Alright. Thank you, Sir." Tommy
thanked the driver again and did not insist on paying. After all, he needed money to survive.
The driver opened the back door of the car, and Tommy hopped out. He looked around and asked, "Where's your Mommy?"
"She lives over there!" Tommy randomly pointed at an apartment nearby and said, "Mommy doesn’t know that I'm here. I can go
there myself."