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

Chapter 613 Are You Telling Me That Bianca Is Chris's Granddaughter?
Bianca fell asleep on the journey back home, perhaps because too many things had happened today and that her pregnancy
was making her sleepy.
Luke drove slowly on the road. After they arrived at Crawford Manor, he picked up Bianca, who was still fast asleep, and carried
her into the bedroom.
He met Allison on the second-floor corridor.
She was furious when she saw how her son was carefully carrying Bianca in his arms. "My son, she's so heavy when she's
pregnant. Can't you wake her up and get her to walk upstairs herself? Isn't carrying her very tiring?"
Luke was emotionless. He ignored his mother's exhortations and went toward the bedroom.
After placing Bianca on the bed in a comfortable position, he covered her with a blanket, kissed her forehead, and went
downstairs.
Allison had nowhere to release her anger.
She could see that her son's face was thinner because of his workload, and so she ladled a hearty bowl of chicken soup for him.
While handing him the bowl, she continued to dress him down. "You're always working, and you don't even take care of yourself.
Look at how much weight you've lost. What's so good about that woman anyway? She's not from a wealthy family, she doesn't
have any academic qualifications, and her looks are unremarkable. Fine, I can tolerate all that, but she can't even take care of
herself. Instead, you have to take care of her. I don't need a daughter-in-law as useless as that."
Luke was about to eat a spoonful of soup, but his mother's words made him lose his appetite.
He placed the bowl heavily on the table and said, "Mother, Bianca usually takes care of me. She's heavily pregnant now, and it's
my responsibility as her husband to take care of her. Moreover, the baby in her womb is your grandson. Can't you be a little more
sympathetic?"
Allison glared at her son angrily and said abruptly, "I met your Uncle Blatt last night. He just got back to the country not long ago,
and his daughter who has been studying overseas is back too. She's an outstanding girl, and I think she's even got a doctorate.

She's not only smart, but she has a good character too. Do you remember her? You even made her cry when you were small..."
"How could I forget about her?"' Luke answered carelessly.
Allison found a group photo on her phone and pointed to a girl with a sweet smile. "That's her. Her name is Miriam Blatt. She
used to be a goodlooking girl, and now she's prettier than most celebrities."
Luke glanced at it and looked away. He had seen his fair share of beautiful women, and Miriam was considered average in his
eyes. Perhaps one could argue that his heart only belonged to Bianca, and that was why he was not interested in other women.
"She's alright, maybe about the same as Bianca," he replied nonchalantly.
Allison was furious by those words!
"Tell me, Luke, why did I give birth to an ingrate like you? How can Bianca compare to Miriam? If only you'd marry a girl like
Miriam, I..."
Luke was not interested in his mother's babbling. He placed the half-eaten bowl of soup on the table and said, "I'm going to look
for Grandfather. When I was on the way back, Grandfather asked me to look for him."
Allison narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Your grandfather is in the backyard pruning the bushes. Why is he looking for you?"
Luke did not answer her. He stood up and walked toward the backyard.
Allison looked at her son's back and sighed heavily. Why did she give birth to a son that made her constantly worry?
The backyard had rose bushes of all varieties and colors. The flowers were in full bloom.
Old Master Crawford had tended to the plants with great care.
His hobby after retirement was gardening. It kept him healthy and cheerful.
At the moment, Old Master Crawford was focused on snipping some twigs while the middle-aged gardener helped him.
Luke walked in front of Old Master Crawford. He picked up a pair of scissors and helped his grandfather. "Did you look for me,
Grandfather?"
Old Master Crawford dismissed the gardener. He put his scissors away, took off his gloves, and asked directly, How was the
Norman family's reunion banquet? Did you meet Old Mr. Norman's granddaughter who has been lost for more than twenty

years?"
A few days ago, he had been playing chess with Old Mr. Norman. The latter was happy to announce that he would reunite with
his granddaughter at a reunion banquet, and he had given Old Master Crawford an invitation.
Old Master Crawford was not fond of crowds, and so he sent Luke on his behalf. Even though he was not there, he was
nonetheless interested because he and Old Mr. Norman were old friends.
Luke furrowed his brows. "That granddaughter is an impostor. Dr. Hoover, who had conducted the DNA test, had falsified the
results. At the banquet, he exposed to everyone that Leia Norman had blackmailed him to do so."
Old Master Crawford's expression sank when he heard that.
"What happened? Why did that Leia girl do that? This is ridiculous. How could she tamper with blood relations? So where's
Chris's true granddaughter?" "You don't have to worry about that, Grandfather. Just take care of yourself, " Luke said calmly.
Old Master Crawford sighed. "Sigh, Chris has it hard. He has resigned to the fact that he won't have any biological
grandchildren. After they received the good news, I can see that he's happier than anyone else even though he doesn't say it.
You were only four years old when his daughter-in- law became pregnant. Back then, I made a promise with Chris that if he gets
a granddaughter, the two of you shall be married, so that you'll be Chris’s grandson-in-law, and that girl will be my
granddaughter-in-law. Unfortunately, so many things happened in such a short time!"
When Luke heard his grandfather mention that promise, he abruptly said," Perhaps that promise has already come true,
Grandfather." "What do you mean?" Old Master Crawford could not understand what his grandson meant. "Didn't you say that
the Norman granddaughter is an impostor? Moreover, you've already registered your marriage with Bianca. It's impossible that
you'll marry someone from the Normans."
Luke smiled cryptically but did not say anything. He guessed that Bianca must be awake by now. After exchanging some
pleasantries with his grandfather, he put his scissors away and went to the bedroom.
Old Master Crawford continued to prune the bushes. Suddenly, he remembered what his grandson said.
His weathered eyes sparkled.
"What did Luke say just now?

'Perhaps the promise of having the Norman girl to be my granddaughter-inlaw has already come true. Don't tell me...
Bianca is Chris's true granddaughter?'