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

Chapter 113 Hoping That Daddy Would Not Misunderstand Aunt Bea
When the waitress got back to her station, she saw the little boy tightly pulling the corner of Aunt Bea's clothes as he looked
timidly at the big and tall father. The cold-looking dad with a stern face looked at the kid hiding behind Aunt Bea.
Bianca crouched down and picked up Blanche's two pairs of shoes, his cartoon toothbrush, his watch, a few scattered T-shirts,
and shorts, packing them back into the square yellow suitcase.
When Bianca closed the suitcase, she realized that the lock was broken.
’Excuse me, do you have tape here?" Bianca got up and asked the cashier.
’Yes, please wait for a minute. I'll look for it.’ The waitress lowered her head and started rummaging. She found it in the drawer.
Bianca took it, crouched down, and wrapped the suitcase with the duct tape.
In any case, the suitcase could no longer be repaired or reused, so she just focused on keeping the little guy's belongings inside
it.
She wrapped the suitcase nicely.
Blanche lowered his head and said to Aunt Bea who was crouching and packing his things, "Aunt Bea, can I live in your house?
I... I can pay you rent. IV
The little guy still remembered that the last time he asked Aunt Bea to accompany him to the summer camp, Aunt Bea refused.
The reason for the refusal was that she had to work to make money and support her family.
Therefore, he did not want to burden Aunt Bea by not paying because it would only make her life a little harder.
"Where do you think you’ll get the money from?" Luke asked him with a cold look.
"I..." The little guy raised his head, looking at his father timidly. He opened his mouth for a long time before he got the courage to
say, "I have the
money I got last Christmas and the coins I saved up in my piggy bank."

Blanche had already planned it out so that he could use the money in his piggy bank to support himself for the ten something
days that he would be running away from home.
As for the money his family gave him during Christmas, which was a lot, he could use for his studies until he was ten years old.
The money would be used to pay his school tuition fees, his meals, a few shirts, and a pair of shoes.
He could use that money frugally.
After that, he would still get money during his birthdays and the following Christmases.
He was sure that he could live a good life without his dad.
As for Rainie, he knew better than to bring her along. He was worried that his sister would not be able to bear the hardship of
running away from home. He thought that it would be better for Rainie to stay with the Crawfords.
When he was in the vehicle, he was too impulsive and asked his sister if she wanted to run away with him.
The little guy blamed himself as he thought about things.
’Thank you."
Bianca returned the tape to the cashier and went back.
The little guy was still pulling onto the straps of her bag. He did not relent and followed her every step. In desperation, she
lowered her head and held Blanche's small face. She said, "Be a good boy and go home with your Daddy okay?"
Luke walked over, took his son's other hand, lowered his head, and said, ’ We’re going home. From today onward, there shall be
no nonsense like this. You shall never bother Aunt Bea again."
Bianca tucked her hair awkwardly behind her ear.
"But Aunt Bea said she's working and not going on a blind date..." Blanche stated the facts and looked at Daddy with his big
bright eyes, hoping that
Daddy would not misunderstand Aunt Bea. i
Sure enough, Luke looked at Bianca.

Bianca looked back at him, thinking that he would understand that she only lied because she was worried that the child would
make a big ruckus due to the blind date.
Luke took Blanche's hand and walked away.
However, Blanche continued to pull on Bianca’s bag strap stubbornly.
The two adults and one kid left the restaurant.
The women at the cashier continued looking at them.
The waitress who gossipped in the bathroom earlier sighed weakly and said, "My life's so boring. This kind of man either only
exists in TV shows or they're already taken by other women..."
At that moment, Jason walked into the restaurant and took the little yellow suitcase.
After Jason left, the waiter sighed again, "Sigh. If I can't get married to that child's father, at least let me marry the male assistant.
He looks so manly...’
Jason opened the passenger door of the black Bentley RV.
He stuffed the suitcase inside, turned around, and looked at the calmlooking boss in the back. Then, he looked at the little guy
with one leg in the vehicle and one leg outside the vehicle. He looked incredibly funny with his little hand still tugging on Bianca
stubbornly, but it was a dangerous situation as well. 2
'1’11 visit you another day as soon as I have time." Bianca had to continue to coax Blanche.
Blanche hugged his father's thigh with one arm while he pulled Aunt Bea with the other. "Don't lie to me. I know a ten-year-old
friend who had a mommy who used that lie on him. When she left, she told him that she’d visit often and even bought a pair of
nice sneakers as well as a Transformers toy for him. But it's already been seven years. He doesn't even remember what his
mommy looks like anymore."
Bianca actually wanted to be reasonable and say that she was not his mommy, so he could not compare her that way.
However, the child seemed to be set on his thoughts, so she was afraid that her logic would not make any sense to him.
Jason suddenly said, "How about this, Ms. Bianca? Why don’t you accompany Mr. Crawford to send the child back?"

Bianca looked at Jason.
Jason raised his arm and glanced at the time on his watch before saying," You can calm Young Master Blanche and Young
Mistress Rainie down, then go back home. You’ll even make it in time to cook for Old Master Rayne."
When the little guy heard what Uncle Jason said, he looked even more pitiful and pulled her even harder.
He raised his little head with his tear-filled eyes. His little hand grabbed onto Daddy's thighs while he used another to pull Aunt
Bea.
"Look, Young Master's arms and legs are injured. The weather’s hot. If we don't get his wounds cleaned properly, it might get
inflamed,” Jason said emotionally.
Bianca did not want to drag the thing on longer either. Since she already went to Crawford Manor in the morning, she thought
that there would not be any difference going again.
Since she was busy with the child, she completely forgot about the USB flash drive. After getting into the RV, she suddenly
remembered it on the way.
She called Sue.
However, Sue said, "I was just about to call you. I won't be sending you the USB flash drive anymore. You can leave. I got
someone else to do it."
"Okay.” Bianca breathed a sigh of relief.
The RV that Jason drove had a very luxurious design.
Luke sat in the passenger seat with a cold look on his face. His legs were crossed, and he had a cup of jasmine tea from the
refrigerator in his left hand.
The tea was known to relieve stress.
Blanche knew that he had been a naughty boy, so he poured a glass for Aunt Bea. Then, he poured the leftover tea for Daddy.
The RV had a simple kitchenette and a sofa. Rainie and Lanie sat on each side of Bianca with her in the middle on the sofa.
Each of them leaned on her and gradually, the two little kids fell asleep.

After they arrived at Crawford Manor, Jason got out of the vehicle.
Jason carried Blanche out of the vehicle and went upstairs.
At the same time, he ordered the nanny to call the family doctor to treat his wound.
Bianca initially wanted Luke to carry Rainie, but Rainie was hugging her so tightly. They looked like a pair of mother and
daughter.
Bianca had no choice but to say, "I'll do it..." She picked up the little kiddo who was stuck to her and got out of the vehicle
carefully.
Luke was worried that she would bump her head when she got out of the vehicle. He subconsciously protected the top of her
head and helped her down. After she got out of the car, he withdrew his hand without a trace.
After Bianca went upstairs and put the child down, she was about to leave.
Luke had a cigarette in his mouth as he waited by the door. As she came out of the child's room, he reached out and pulled her
hand. While she was struggling and raged at him, he took away the cigarette from his lips. With one hand holding the cigarette,
his other hand held the back of her head. Soon, he pressed his body against her hard and kissed her maniacally!