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

"It's the truth. I saw that you have a dashcam in your car. It would have recorded our conversation.” Jason immediately made it
clear that he was not being suspicious out of the blue.
Even though he was on Luke's side, there was no need for him to frame someone he was not even familiar with.
"I got it. Maybe he needed something. Thanks for telling me this." Luca expressed her gratitude. Even though she was clueless
why Amur would do such a thing, she thought to herself that perhaps it was because she had been neglecting Amur recently.
She was just too busy.
Her feelings for Amur had always been that of siblings. Hence, as the elder sister, she had to show her concern for him.
"I'm done." Luke's voice was heard coming from the bathroom.
Jason touched his chin and asked, "Do you need my help, Dr. Craw?"
"It's alright. I can handle it myself." Luca shook her head and believed that Luke would not like it if others saw him in an
embarrassing state.
If it were not because using crutches was troublesome, she believed that Luke would have chosen to use crutches over a
wheelchair. He would do it just to maintain his image.
"Alright. In that case, I'll return to the office to settle some stuff," Jason said, afraid that he might see something that he should.
Luca did not see him off. She turned around and walked into the maid's room and pushed the door of the bathroom open.
It was the same as last night. Luke had wrapped himself in a bathrobe.
Luca helped him up into the wheelchair. When she was about to push him out and let him wear his clothes, she heard him
saying, "I've yet to eat my dinner."
Luca's back was facing him, and her footsteps came to a halt. "What do you want to have for dinner?"
"The pasta you make," said Luke. Thinking about how Luca had two meals with Amur made him uncomfortable. 'This woman
really knows how to get my blood boiling.'
He was not willing to have other men be in contact with her too often.

"I'll go to the kitchen and prepare it for you." After Luca spoke, she left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen. She opened the
fridge and took out the ingredients she needed.
The maid had stocked up lots of food in the fridge as it was not convenient to head outside to buy groceries due to the cold
weather. Besides, it could snow anytime.
Luca thought to herself, 'Perhaps he didn't have lunch either and just had breakfast.' Hence, while choosing the ingredients, she
chose the ones that were high in nutritional value.
After preparing the ingredients, she started cooking pasta for Luke.
It was a piece of cake for her to cook for Luke. She was very familiar with his preferences.
After 25 minutes, Luca had turned the ingredients into a bowl of pasta. She carefully placed the bowl of pasta onto a tray and
brought it to the maid's room.
Luke had already changed into a set of casual attire and was sitting in front of the desk working.
The moment Luca entered, the aroma of the pasta wafted over and immediately attracted Luke's attention.
Luke looked at Luca while she placed the pasta at the side of the desk. She said, "I don't know what toppings you wanted, so I
just casually prepared these."
Luke saw that there was beef and egg in the bowl. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "It looks good.”
Luca nodded. "Enjoy your meal. After this, you'll still have to eat your medication."
He had left in a hurry that day. Both of them forgot to bring his medications along.
Luke held her up. "Why don't you have some too?"
"I'm not hungry. You enjoy your meal." Luca shook her head. She recalled past memories when they were both hungry at night
and would share a bowl of pasta. They were unable to go back in time nor experience these moments again.
Luke took a glance at the sumptuous bowl of pasta. When he lifted his head, Luca had already left the room.
She was only always like this, unwilling to stay in the same room as him. Whenever he extended an invitation to her, she would
always choose to stay far away from him.

Luke picked up his cutleries and took a mouthful of pasta. It tasted the same as how he remembered it.
Before this, Luca would change her cooking methods and recipes so that her food would taste slightly different than when she
was Bianca. This time, however, she had not changed anything. She had followed her old recipe to cook this bowl of pasta.
It tasted good.
Luca did not head upstairs immediately as Luke would have to take his medicine later on. Instead, she sat on the sofa in the
living room and watched the international news while waiting for Luke to finish his pasta.
After 16 minutes, Luke came out while maneuvering the wheelchair. The tray was placed on his lap.
Luca immediately got up and walked to his side. She lifted the tray. "Did you have enough, Mr. Crawford?"
"Yes," Luke said.
Luca looked at the bowl. He had finished all the pasta and toppings, including the sauce.
"I've brought you a cup of water, and the temperature is just right. Here's the medicine. You can take it now.” She carried the tray
and walked into the kitchen.
Luke looked at Luca's departing back figure, and his eyes gleamed darkly.
She said she did not know him well and did not care about him, but from her actions, was she not showing him concern and
care?
Luke was not bothered about the trivial issues in life, especially when it was related to himself.
If the one who was sick was Luca, he would definitely study and memorize the dosage of the medications. He would learn about
the side effects of each medicine before allowing her to take them.
However, if he was the patient, he would not care much.
Right now, it was Luca who was concerned about him.
She was still concerned about him.
Luke picked up the pills and water from the coffee table, immediately swallowing them.

Luca was washing the dishes in the kitchen. The sound of the water running made him recall the incident in Watson
Biopharmaceuticals. He moved his wheelchair toward the entrance of the kitchen. "There's something I'd like to talk to you
about."
Her hands that were washing the dishes paused. She turned around and looked at the man. "Please go on, Mr. Crawford."
"It's about the things happening in Watson Biopharmaceuticals," Luke said.
Luca nodded. She had gotten to know from Jason that there was no progress in the investigation. She did not continue to ask
after that.
Luke continued, "I got Gale to investigate this issue. Everyone related will need to be investigated, including you."
"Got it." Luca nodded. If Luke did not investigate her, she would feel that something was off.
"You won't overthink it, right?" He was concerned about her thoughts. He was worried she might be uncomfortable with the
formal investigation.
"Not at all. I played a small role in Dr. Albus' research, so it's reasonable for me to be investigated as well." Luca was not mad.
Besides, if she followed Abel's orders, she would not be busted.
"It's good that you can understand." Luke nodded. Seeing that there were no changes in her expression, he asked, “Are you
done with the documents for today?"
"I've completed them and sent them to the translator, Alya." Luca made it known that she did not delay her work for Amur.
"Great. If you have time, come help me out with some documents." After Luke spoke, he maneuvered his wheelchair back to the
maid's room.
Luca placed the dishes that were cleaned into the disinfection cabinet. She wiped off the water droplets on her hands.
He seemed to have given her a choice, but it did not feel like she had an option. She had to head over to the maid's room.
When he heard the footsteps, Luke lifted his eyes to look at her. He pointed his chin to the corner of the maid's room. "Have a
seat."