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

"I won't let you take the risk without a reasonable explanation," Luke said. Her complexion was doing much better, so he believed
that she could participate in the meeting.
Jason was caught between them. He did not dare to breathe loudly for fear of being screamed at by either one of them.
Luca took a deep breath and quickly thought of a reason that could explain everything. "I was caught up with work and didn't pay
much attention to the wound. It was infected with a type of fungus, but this fungus isn't ordinary. It took me some time to figure
out what it was. I wrote a prescription for myself but forgot to bring it to Russia."
She did not take medicine in time, which caused the wound to be inflamed.
"What caused your wound?" Luke asked. If she gave him a reason, whatever it was, he would agree to let her attend the
meeting.
He estimated that the meeting would not take too long as it was only an announcement of the results.
"I was robbed when I went to Amur's house. I resisted and got stabbed twice," Luca said.
Luke's expression was ashen. He did not believe her reason. It was only possible that the person hurt Luca when she was
unguarded.
The person who could hurt her when she was unprepared must be someone familiar to her. He could be sure that the person
who hurt her was not Amur.
Regardless, she had given him an explanation.
Moreover, he could launch an investigation in this direction.
"Pack up and let's get ready to go," Luke said.
Luca breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that he agreed.
"Mr. Crawford, I'll go back to the room to get ready." She stood up, glanced at Luke, and walked back to her room.
Jason glanced at the time, it was almost time. He deliberately wore casual clothes to buy breakfast to prevent his clothes from
smelling like breakfast. He was still wearing casual clothes and had to change into a suit.

"Boss, I need to change as well," he said.
"Clear the table and go," Luke said as he maneuvered the wheelchair back to his room.
Jason looked at the two closed doors and sighed. He felt unlucky. Luca was injured, so he had to run errands now. It did not
matter to him. He had to eat, after all.
However, when it came to cleaning...
The hotel had cleaning staff, so these plates could be left untouched. The place would likely be cleaned thoroughly after they got
back from the meeting.
Unfortunately, his boss was obsessed with cleanliness. The longer the leftovers were kept on the table, the stronger the smell
would be in the suite. As such, the mess had to be cleaned immediately.
Jason looked at the bag on the table and shook his head. 'Things would be different if these weren't takeaways.'
If Luca had cooked the food, it would be fine even if it stank and rotted on the table because his boss favored Luca.
Jason tossed the packaging into the trash before he left.
In the room.
Luca changed into the suit she prepared beforehand. It was a slim fit but did not emphasize the gauze wrapped around her waist
too much. She had always been petite, so even if she was wrapped in gauze and wearing such slim-fitting clothes, she did not
appear plump.
She put on makeup.
After she put on makeup, she tied her hair up and walked out of the room holding her coat and laptop.
Luke was already waiting for her in the living room. He saw that she was dressed up and in high spirits. He said to her, "Be
careful when you walk. Don't tear the wound."
"I know, Mr. Crawford." Luca's heart warmed. Luke touched on a lot of serious topics that day, and his tone was not the best.
Nevertheless, she knew that he cared about her.

She would be lying if she said she was not touched.
Luca and Luke walked out of the suite in tandem. Luke insisted that she should not push the wheelchair since she was wounded.
Luca looked at the laptop on his lap and asked, "Mr. Crawford, why don't I hold your laptop?"
When she said that, Luke stopped. He looked at the laptop in her hand and said, "Give me your laptop."
Luca understood what he meant. She quickly shook her head. "No, this is not heavy. I can take it."
Luke's mood sank. 'She's holding several pounds. How could she say that it's not heavy?'
He was just sitting in a wheelchair and would be able to walk sooner or later. 'What does she think of me?'
"If you don't want to, go back and rest." Luke gave her two options. It was either she give him the laptop and continue to follow
him to the meeting or go back to the suite with the laptop to rest.
Luca did not think much of it. She carefully placed the laptop on his lap and said, "Is this okay?"
"It's my calf, not my thigh that's injured." Luke reminded her of where he got injured. He thought it was not enough, so he said,
"Also, I'm not disabled."
Luca pouted. She did not mean that. She just thought that this man did not need to take everything as his responsibility. It was
not just about the laptop but also in regards to other aspects...
The two arrived at the hotel lobby where Jason was already waiting.
Seeing that there were two laptops stacked on Luke's lap, Jason hurriedly walked forward and took the two laptops. Now, he had
three laptops and a thick briefcase weighing more than ten kilograms in his hands.
Luca felt bad but from their previous conversation, she did not dare to offer help.
More than ten kilograms was not a problem for Jason. After all, his two precious daughters were more than ten kilograms. He
could still hold one in his left hand and another in his right hand and spin circles with them in his arms.
"Boss, Dr. Craw, the car is waiting outside," Jason said.
"Let's go." Luke looked grim. He controlled the wheelchair himself as Jason had three laptops in his hands.

Luca looked at them. Of the three, she had it easiest. Luke insisted that she did not do anything, including pushing the
wheelchair.
After the three of them got into the car, Luke read the news on his phone. The local news in Russia was also talking about the
meeting.
He had long heard that the Russian government attached great importance to this bid.
Jason placed the three laptops down carefully. He then cradled his briefcase in his arms.
The three laptops were expensive, but for Luke, the files in the briefcase were the most important.
They were not worth much but they were useful to Luke.
The driver was from the hotel. Even though it was snowing heavily, he still drove steadily. After they arrived at M Group, he
parked the car and said to them in broken English, "Mr. Crawford, I wish you well and hope that you win the tender."