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

Chapter 837 Leia's Little Ruse
Leia had been in a muddled state after Wayne escaped.
The police questioned her for a long time, but she pretended that she was an innocent victim that had suffered from serious
psychological trauma. She gave the police no useful information.
After the police left, Leia slumped on the bed in her bedroom.
Her legs were spread open as she stared at the floor-to-ceiling window. The usually warm sky seemed to be cut into pieces by a
knife, and the trees that swayed in the breeze seemed to be man-eating monsters that terrified her.
A sudden gust of wind made the windows shake. The glass threatened to shatter.
Leia instinctively curled up in a corner of her bed. The silk blanket that covered her offered her no warmth.
She remembered how the police had bombarded her with questions in a stern voice and how her father had given her that look
of distrust. She suddenly sat up, feeling terrified.
She hoped that Wayne managed to escape.
If the police arrested him, he would definitely name her as his accomplice. What would happen to her then?
Her reputation was already in tatters, a far cry from her pure and innocent image as an actress. She had been plagued by
multiple scandals, and that had made her look more like a squatter rather than an adoptive daughter. She was not sure if she
would ever restore her reputation.
If news got out that she had been harboring a wanted criminal, she would never be able to redeem herself. Worst of all, her
adoptive parents might disown her...
That was not the ending she wanted.
As her mind wandered, her gaze gradually became something sinister.
She was not going to let that happen!

While Leia was lost in thought in her room, Ms. Lang knocked on the door." Ms. Leia, Mr. and Mrs. Norman, Mr. Crawford, and
Ms. Bianca are waiting in the living room for you. They said that they have some questions for you. Won't you come out of your
room?"
Leia's body stiffened abruptly, and she reflexively tucked her head.
She wanted to continue her act of being traumatized, but she realized that her father and Luke would not be so easily deceived.
It would be best that she follow the caretaker downstairs so that she would not raise any suspicion.
Hearing no response from within the room, Ms. Lang became nervous." Ms. Leia, Sir and Madam want you to go downstairs.
They said that if you're not going down, they'll come up here and escort you downstairs themselves," she said hurriedly.
Leia thought for a while and replied, "I... I have a headache. I'll go down in a while." "I'll wait for you here then, Ms. Leia. Try to be
fast. Sir and Madam seem very anxious."
Ms. Lang had just finished the sentence when Leia abruptly opened the room door.
Ms. Lang involuntarily shuddered when she saw Leia's deathly pale face. She thought that she saw a ghost.
She suddenly remembered Leia's threat that day. "Ms... Ms. Leia..." she stammered.
Leia glanced coldly at her, then walked down the stairs while holding the railing.
The atmosphere in the living room was tense. Jack sat on the couch with his lips pressed tightly.
Queenie sat next to him. She seemed listless.
Luke and Bianca sat together, whispering something to each other.
When they saw Leia coming down the stairs, everyone stopped talking, and four pairs of eyes shot toward Leia.
Jack and Luke's gazes were the most penetrating, as though they wanted to see every secret in Leia's heart.
Leia felt a chill coursing down her spine. She shuffled stiffly toward the living room and greeted Jack and Queenie. "Dad...
Mom..."
Queenie could not help herself but stand up from the couch when she saw Leia.

She waved at her younger daughter. "You are OK, Leia? What's going on? Why did I hear that Wayne Blatt came out of your
room? Did he hurt you? Come and let me see..." she said weakly.
Queenie's tone of voice was unlike her father's interrogative tone. Tears fell down Leia's face when she realized that her mother
cared for her.
Just when she began to feel guilty, she noticed Luke's staring at her judgmentally, which gave her a shock.
She instantly switched her emotions, fell into Queenie's arms, and began to cry as hard as she could. "This has nothing to do
with me, Mom. I've never known him before, and I don't know how he got into my room. He... he violated me and said that I
shouldn't tell anyone. Otherwise, he'll kill all of us...
"He used to be a special forces soldier, and he's very strong and brutish. I’m helpless against him... I'm also a victim, Mom. Why
won't you all believe me? Look at what he did to me. I... I didn't have another choice..."
Leia pulled up her shirt sleeve. The bruises on her upper arm were a shocking sight.
Then, she pulled her neckline down. Her fair collarbones were bruised and red, which were clear signs of abuse.
Queenie could not bear to see it anymore. She felt as though her heart was stabbed by needles.
She patted Leia's quivering shoulders and said, "My poor daughter... Don't cry, Leia. I won't forgive that d*mned criminal! Please
tell me what happened, won't you? Don't cry..."
Leia saw that her little ruse was working, and an imperceptible smirk appeared at the corners of her mouth.
She knew that Queenie had a soft spot for her. As long as she put on a pitiful expression, her mother would unconditionally
protect her. Queenie was Leia's only support in the family.
However, Bianca suddenly spoke. Each of her words was like a knife that stabbed at Leia's heart. "Leia, you say that you don't
know Wayne Blatt, so how do you know that he was a special forces soldier? You said that he intruded into your room and
violated you, but there are so many people in the house, so why didn't you call for help?"