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

“Leia refused to accept the liver Dexter donated at first," said Luke.
Luca looked at him. Queenie did not mention that to her.
"Was it you and Dr. Park who made her accept it?" Luca reckoned that if Leia had refused to accept Dexter's liver, there would
be no transplant surgery on the day after tomorrow.
"Not me. It was Johann's idea." Luke ate his lunch. Previously, Johann had promised that as long as they found the liver, no
matter how much Leia was against it, he always had a way to make her listen to him.
Luke thought Johann was just bluffing.
He did not expect Leia, who was reluctant in the beginning, would eventually agree to it.
Not only was Johann a skilled doctor, but he was also full of ideas.
Luke knew Luca would be worried about Queenie, so Luke asked, "Are you going to the hospital that day?"
"I'll see. Now that the research is entering the final stage of the clinical trials, I'm going to be busy," Luca was surprised that Luke
would ask her such a question. She did not give him an exact answer.
Luca would like to go, but she had no right to do so.
"Leia's surgery is a high-risk surgery," said Luke. After all, surgeries like this were usually high risk. Many unknown situations
would occur during the surgery.
Johann was the surgeon, but he dared not guarantee that the surgery would succeed.
Luca paused her hand that was reaching for the grilled chicken pieces for a moment.
She was not worried about Leia.
Although Leia was her so-called sister, there was no kinship between them.
Besides, Leia had done so many despicable things to get Luke back then. She even partnered up with Abel to kidnap her and
separated her from her husband and children. Hence, all she felt for Leia was only hatred. She did not think of her as one of her
family members.

She was just worried about Queenie.
If anything happened to Leia during the surgery and Queenie found out about it outside the operating room, something might
happen to her.
If Luca was there, she could probably be of help...
"Mr. Crawford, will you be going there?" Luca asked carefully.
"I'll go." Luke looked at her and took his stand.
“Then, perhaps, I should go too. After all, I've gotten to know Ms. Norman's condition too. I'm curious about the level of organ
transplant surgery in our country..." She was trying to find an excuse.
“Don't you believe in Johann's skills?" Luke could see that Luca was obviously worried about Queenie, but she was using this as
an excuse. He could not help but think of making fun of her.
“..." Luca had no idea how to answer him.
The world's top doctors were nothing compared to Johann's level.
After all, Johann was a genius in the medical field. In all modesty, if the success rate of a surgery was only 15 percent, the
success rate would increase to 75 percent if Johann was the surgeon who performed the surgery.
That was why Luke would ask Johann to heal Luca every time she got injured.
After every treatment, Johann would leave a message to Luke: [I'm too good for this.]
“I'm just curious." Luca could not help but wonder. Luke was usually a quiet person, but why did she have this feeling that he
would not stop until she admitted that she was worried?
“I'll head to the hospital with you tomorrow morning. Ask Warren to take the morning off. He doesn't have to stay put at the villa."
Luke stopped teasing her when he noticed the depressed expression on her face.
“Okay." Luca picked up a slice of grilled salmon with her fork. She pondered for a moment and placed the salmon on Luke's
plate.
It was Luke's favorite dish.

Aunt Neile's home-cooked food tasted good. The dishes prepared were their favorites, and the grilled salmon with lemon sauce
was one of Luke's favorite dishes.
Luke's eyes brightened up when he saw the slice of salmon on his plate.
Luca took the initiative to help him with the food!
Luke's heart was trembling uncontrollably as he secretly rejoiced. He suppressed his emotions, looked up, and stared at Luca.
“Uh, I.." Luca noticed that Luke was not eating, and she thought Luke was blaming her for not using the serving spoon.
“Why don't I get you another sandwich?" Luca put down her plate and acted flustered.
Luke would never eat the food that the others helped him without using the serving spoon.
“No, thank you." Luke knew what Luca was concerned about. He quickly took a bite of the grilled salmon slice and tasted it in
front of her. “Aunt Neile is getting better at grilling the salmon."
Then, he finished the remaining half of the salmon slice.
Luca's face turned red in an instant.
There was a catch in Luke's words. He was teasing her.
“Did Aunt Neile learn how to cook this from you?" Luke realized there was a familiar taste in it.
“No. I only made it once. Aunt Neile was helping me then," replied Luca. She picked up her plate and cutleries and told him that
she had never taught Aunt Neile.
However, Aunt Neile realized the kids loved Luca's home-cooked food. Therefore, she noted down the recipe and the steps of
making them.
“That's why." Luke picked up another slice of grilled salmon. After dipping it into the lemon sauce, he placed it on Luca's plate
and said, "Have one too."
"Thank you," Luca lowered her head and took a bite of the salmon slice.
Although they were eating in the office, she felt like she was eating lunch at home.

It was just like how it used to be. Luke would always help her with the food and place them on her plate first.
The kids would make noises and ask for food, but Luke would take things slowly and let her enjoy the food first.
At that time, their children seemed to be an accident but she was indeed his true love.
After lunch, Luke went back upstairs and left Luca alone to enjoy her lunch break.
Luca sat on her office chair, staring in the direction of the sofa. She reminisced the warmth she felt just now.
Although it was only for a moment, her heart was filled with contentment.
Her phone rang.
It was Amur who called. Luca answered the call and asked, "Amur?"
"I'm going back," Amur replied with a deep voice.
"You're going back?" Luca was surprised, and she suddenly realized what Amur meant by going back. Where was he going?
"He asked you to go back?" Luca could not say too much as she was in the office.
"Yes, Abel wants me to go back," Amur replied helplessly. No matter how hard he tried to convince Abel, Abel would not agree
with him. He had even suggested Abel assign him missions just so he could stay in A City.
However, Abel wanted him to go back to the Island of Despair and wait for his instructions.
There was no way he could disobey Abel, so he had no choice but to inform Luca.
He could not stay here and protect her anymore.
Luca frowned and asked, "Why so sudden?"
She knew Amur used to carry out the missions in exchange for the chance to stay in A City, but he was going back this time.
What mattered the most was, he had just completed his mission not long ago. He still had days off after completing the mission.
"I'm not sure... Luca, be careful. Perhaps, he's making a move..." said Amur.

The reason Abel asked him to come back was certainly not because the Island of Despair was shorthanded.
Luca was thinking the same thing.
Amur was Luca's right-hand man when he was by her side. He could help her to handle a lot of things at critical moments.
However, once Amur went back there, Luca would be alone and helpless in A City...