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

Chapter 504 Queenie Found Out That Bianca Was Hospitalized!
Anand looked obsessively at Bianca on the hospital bed. She might be seriously injured, and her legs were in a bulky plaster
cast, but in her eyes, the young woman who was silently reading a book on the bed was like a goddess that had appeared in a
dream.
Bianca averted Anand's passionate gaze. She coughed lightly and said unhappily, "Anand, I've already told you that I have a
fiance, and we are going to be married soon. I will hand you the invitation personally. Please don't say such words again; it will
cause misunderstandings, and I have no affection toward you. Also, my fiance is very nice to me. He'll keep me company in the
hospital every night. It's just that he's tied up with work now, but he'll come back here as soon as he's done."
Anand felt a little sad when Bianca rejected him.
However, he did not give up. He walked up and sat down on a chair next to Bianca.
He waved his hands a few times and suddenly pulled out a beautiful red rose out of thin air. "This is for you, beautiful lady. I hope
that you can get well soon and once again bloom like this rose." "Thank you," Bianca said, but she did not take the rose from his
hand.
Instead, she frowned and said, 'Please keep the rose away from me. I'm allergic to pollen, and I don't like roses."
Bianca did not show any courtesy to Anand, but he did not mind it.
When he heard that Bianca was allergic to pollen, he instantly tossed the rose into the trash can nearby and apologized to
Bianca. "I'm sorry, Rayne, I didn’t know that you're allergic. I'll be more careful from now on."
He rubbed his high nose bridge, and his blue eyes fell on a wide-mouthed porcelain vase nearby.
In the vase was a lily stalk in full bloom.
The greenish-white petals emanated light and refreshing fragrance.
Anand pointed at the lily in the vase and nodded as though he understood something. "Oh, so you're allergic to roses but not
lilies? Alright, I'll keep that in mind, and I'll bring lilies for you next time. Do you like lilies?"
Bianca stared at the lily and smiled gently. "My fiance gave me that lily, and I like it very much. Strictly speaking, I don't really like
flowers, but I only like that particular one because my fiance gave it to me."

The implications in Bianca’s words were obvious.
She knew that Anand, as an intelligent foreign gentleman, would understand what she was saying.
Indeed, Anand began to waver. "You don't have to keep on flaunting that man's affection for you at all times, Rayne. I wouldn't be
able to contain my jealousy. I don't understand what's so good about him that you're so devoted to him. He looks like he doesn't
care about you! No matter how busy his work might be, you should come first, right? Look at him, he's not currently by your
side..." "That's how love is. I love him no matter if he is rich or poor, or if he is good or bad." Bianca shut her textbook. Her voice
was elegant.
Anand looked at her disappointedly. He could not find a retort, but he did not give up. "You seem to be prejudiced against me,
Rayne. You've never attempted to know me better, and you don't know what my good points are. If you truly spend some time
with me, you'll definitely find that I am a good man."
Bianca smiled helplessly as she looked at the handsome but childish Anand. "I admit that you're an outstanding man, Anand, but
there's no rationality in love. Even if you've gathered all the good points of all the men in the world, I will still not love you. My
heart only belongs to Luke Crawford alone.
"We both met each other when we were young, and our young hearts fell for each other. He has remained in my heart for more
than ten years, like a sapling that had taken root. The two of us are one, and even death cannot separate us."
Bianca had to admit that Anand was handsome and well-built like a supermodel.
If it were other women, Anand would not even need to confess his love toward them. They would have already fallen for him.
However, she was not other women.
She would give her everything to the man she loved, and her heart was currently claimed by Luke Crawford. There was no
space for another man.
The atmosphere became awkward again.
Anand knew that Bianca loved another man, but he could not contain his affection for her.
After living so many years in the country, Bianca was the first woman that managed to catch his eye.

He tried to talk about work details with Bianca, but he could see that she was not very interested, and she was glancing at her
watch from time to time. He knew that Bianca was hinting at him to leave.
He stood up sheepishly. Before he left, he said to Bianca, "Take a good rest, Rayne. I'll come over when I'm free. No matter
what, I won't give up before you become married to that man. I want to compete with that man for your heart!"
As Bianca watched Anand's tall and well-built figure leave the room, she had the urge to blurt out curses.
Did the man just ignore whatever she said to him?
In the living room of the Norman residence.
Queenie was dressed in casual clothing. She brought a bowl of herbal tonic for Old Mr. Norman and said, "It's time for your
medicine, Father."
Queenie did not want her father-in-law to take mainstream medicine for fear of its side effects. Instead, she found a famous
retired naturopathic doctor to treat her father-in-law with herbal remedies.
Old Mr. Norman frowned when he took a whiff of the bitter tonic. He looked as though he was facing the firing squad.
He did not want to disappoint his daughter-in-law, so he downed the tonic in one gulp and placed the bowl on the table.
Queenie took the empty bowl. She was about to head to the kitchen when Old Mr. Norman stopped her. "Queenie, I was playing
chess with 01' Crawford the other day, and he told me that Bianca Rayne suffered a serious car accident not long ago. That
designer is quite talented, and we'll need her participation when we rebuilt the house. If you're free, you should visit her."
Queenie tensed up when she heard her father-in-law's words. She did not know how to feel about that...