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

"Okay." Sarah stared at the ceiling. She was still not used to the speckless environment.
It was just like how she was not used to A City after being forced to leave her son and flee Russia.
Development in A City had already started at the time, and many nice buildings were built rapidly.
Her capability allowed her to have a good life in A City.
She did not ask for much, yet the people in Russia still had no intention of letting her off the hook even after she left.
Sarah had no choice but to nestle in the suburbs of A City like a sewer rat.
That place and A City were like two different worlds. The locals who could not afford to live in the city anymore fled there. The
environment there was dense, and the buildings were hardly renovated.
Every corner was filthy and messy...
Sarah thought to herself that it had been a long time since she had seen a ceiling this bright. It was as if that filthy life had
nothing to do with her anymore.
However, she knew that she would return to that life once she recovered.
Not only that but if Luca did not have any other plans, she would have to work twice as hard to repay her kindness.
After Luca left Sarah's ward, she returned to Wanda's ward.
The children were still surrounding the bed and chatting with her.
Luca sat in the ward for a bit before leaving with the children.
After Luca left with the kids, the ward was much quieter.
Mrs. Lane sighed. “Ms. Craw is really nice to the kids."
“I guess it's fate." Wanda sighed. It was not easy for the kids to like Luca.
When Luca took the children back to the mansion, Luke sent the video to Marcos.
Marcos clenched his fists as he listened to Sarah's voice and saw how weak she was.

Sarah's voice was much more wretched than what he remembered. She must have suffered a lot in the past few years to have
become like this.
Marcos' fierce and red eyes flooded with anger and hatred.
If he had known earlier that Sarah was not dead but in hiding, he would have gone looking for her long ago!
Everyone in his family hid it from him and deceived him.
All these years, he could not do anything but long for her. After all, everyone told him that his mother was dead!
Sarah, who he thought was dead too, had been barely living all this while.
He would get his revenge on the people who separated him and his mother!
Firstly, he was going to start off with Matysh, who was about to go to jail.
Marcos saved the video and was about to pick up the glass of wine beside him when the doorbell rang.
He stood up lazily.
Ethan was the only one who would ring the doorbell of his suite, so he walked over and slowly opened the door.
Sure enough, Ethan was standing at the door.
"Yes?" Marcos' tone was icy cold.
Ethan frowned as he felt that something was wrong with him today, but he could not bring it up now. "Why have you been staying
in your room the entire day?"
There was no movement in the surveillance he placed on the door, so he almost thought that Marcos had tampered with it.
He always used to head out the door early in the morning, so why had he been locking himself up in his suite for the past two
days?
Ethan got suspicious.
"Mr. Ethan, are you my guardian?" Marcos asked without answering his question.

Ethan was taken aback. What did he mean?
Marcos repeated, "Why do you care whether I go out or stay in? Weren't you the one who wanted me to stay away from Mr.
Crawford?"
His words made Ethan roll his eyes in anger as the man was using his own words against him.
A few seconds later, Ethan came back to his senses and said, "I'm leaving for a while."
A corner of Marcos's mouth lifted into a slight curve. After waiting for a few seconds, he asked without waiting for him to
continue, "Do you want me to go with you?"
Ethan frowned as that was not his intention. He was going out to deal with Matysh's situation with Shandra.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're going to take care of Uncle Matysh's situation, right? If I come with you, he'll question your loyalty,"
said Marcos while incidentally mocking him.
Ethan was left speechless by Marcos' unusual behavior. After a while, he finally found his voice. "I'm leaving for a few days, so
during this time, everything you say and do in A City will represent the family. Don't cause any trouble that will upset Old Master
Abaza."
Marcos' reply to him was a loud bang from shutting his door.
Ethan snorted and went back up to his room. After packing up his things, he received a message from Shandra, so he went
downstairs with his luggage.
Shandra said that she must first deal with Matysh's rape case, so she had to go to where it happened and find the people
involved to understand what happened.
The case did not happen in A City, so they had to drive there.
When Ethan got downstairs, his driver and interpreter were already waiting. Shandra was in another car.
He took a look at the car. It was a Lexus and not as high-end as his car.
Knowing Shandra's arrogance, she would not want to be in the same car as him and the interpreter. He knocked on the window
of the Lexus.

Shandra's driver rolled down the window, and Ethan could see what was going on inside the car.
There was a woman sitting in the passenger seat, and Ethan guessed that she was probably Shandra's assistant.
He smiled at the person in the back seat and said, “Good morning, Ms. Cullen."
“Good morning. If there's nothing else, let's go now. It'll be quite a long drive," said Shandra after glancing at the time.
Due to Ethan's mistranslation, Ethan's plane ticket was not booked even though the itinerary had been planned long ago.
The flights were limited, so tickets were all sold out.
Therefore, Shandra had to cancel her plane ticket and drive to the next city with them.
It was only a two-hour drive anyway. Although Shandra was not happy about it, she did not give Ethan a dirty look.
"Sure, sure." Ethan noticed Shandra's displeasure, so after standing back up straight, his face turned sullen too.
Then, he returned to his car.
The interpreter felt a sudden burst of pressure after he was reminded of his mistake, so he once again apologized sincerely to
Ethan, "My apologies, Mr. Ethan. It was an oversight on my part, and I'll make sure to pay closer attention next time."
"If this happens again, I'll have you fired." Ethan made it clear that he would not give him more chances.
Even though Marcos said that it was difficult to find a Russian-English interpreter who understood the law, after being with Old
Master Abaza for so long, Ethan thought that such basic mistakes should not be tolerated.
He would not tolerate it even if the interpreter knew a few more languages.
"Understood." The interpreter dared not say anything else.
Shandra's car drove ahead while Ethan's car followed behind.
Ethan looked at the passing views and asked, "How long will it take to get to B City?"
"Mr. Ethan, it'll take about three hours. If there's no traffic, we'll be there in two and a half hours." The assistant glanced at the
navigation and gave him an estimation.