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

Chapter 1082 Miscarriage
As a pregnant woman, Bianca was too frail. Shanks had to take it seriously now that she was at risk of a miscarriage after being
triggered.
Abel was not anxious when he heard that the child in Bianca's stomach was in danger. He leaned against the wall and whistled,
feeling a little triumphant. "What a weakling."
Shanks' hands were in his coat pockets as he looked at the woman lying on the bed. He said with a blank expression, "Do you
want to keep the baby?
"Of course," Abel replied without even thinking about it.
"Keeping the baby will be more troublesome," Shanks said as he knew that Bianca's body would be affected after going through
these near-misses.
Abel shrugged his shoulders and acted indifferently. "It doesn't matter how troublesome it is as long as I can control Bianca."
Eler walked into the room and was stunned when she saw what was going on. She looked up at Shanks and asked, "What
happened to Miss?"
Shanks did not answer her. Since Abel was sure that he wanted to keep the child, all he had to do was follow his instructions. He
said to Eler, "Go to my research lab and bring the blue box over." "Huh?" Eler was dazed and looked at him quizzically. She
wanted to avoid him but did not expect to meet him so soon. At that moment, her mind was all over the place and she was not
sure how to react.
Shanks saw her dumbfounded reaction and said, "If you don't want her to be in trouble, go get my blue box now."
He had specially prepared a box full of medical equipment for pregnant women because of Bianca.
"Ah, yes!" Eler glanced at Bianca who had fainted, then turned and ran out.
She found the box that Shanks mentioned, picked it up, and ran back.
"Mr. Shanks, please save Miss." Eler looked anxious and pleaded with him.

Shanks opened the box and took out the equipment inside. He raised his gaze, glanced at Abel and Eler, and ordered, "Both of
you, get out."
Abel replied with a hum and turned around to leave.
Eler stood there and looked anxiously at Bianca. "Mr. Shanks, Miss will be fine, right?" "Your presence will only disrupt my
treatment," Shanks said as he put on his gloves.
When Eler heard this, she dared not to stand around any longer. She turned around and walked out.
Shanks began to treat Bianca.
Eler waited anxiously outside the door. After an hour, Shanks walked out.
"Mr. Shanks, is Miss..."
Shanks took off his gloves, his blue eyes darkening as he said, "She’s okay for the time being.”
Eler breathed a sigh of relief. Shanks continued talking, "She's still undergoing infusion therapy. Go and check in on her. You can
remove the needle when she's doing better.” "Okay." Eler was ill at ease. After all, Bianca was fine in the morning but fainted a
few short hours later.
"Do you know how to remove the needle?" Shanks asked again.
Eler felt his gaze and blushed. She nodded and replied, "I know how to do it." "Okay." Shanks retracted his gaze and walked to
the research lab.
Abel had been waiting in the research lab with his legs on the coffee table. There were a few human specimens beside him.
He asked, "How’s she doing?"
Shanks gave him a cold stare and said, "If you continue to torture her, she'll not be far from death."
Abel had no guilt nor worry. It was as though Bianca's life and death did not matter to him. "What a weakling."
Shanks put the box aside and replied, "She's weak." "She has to give birth to this child. Thank you for your hard work," Abel said
while handing him some documents, "This is the contract I signed with Capital Corp." "It's done?" Shanks knew that Abel wanted
to start a pharmaceutical company. He would be in charge of research and development.

"It’s done. There'll be a large sum of funds." Abel smiled with satisfaction. With Capital Corp’s support, he could make a profit
from both ends. "Once the patent has been applied for and approved, the company will be immediately established."
Shanks sat in a chair and looked through the documents Abel had brought over.
Abel waited patiently.
After Shanks was done reading them, he said, "I won’t be involved with the company. My role is just to provide the formulations."
"No problem. Do pay more attention to Bianca." Abel stood up with a satisfied expression and left the research lab.
The other side.
Eler watched over Bianca. She waited until it was dark. Only then did Bianca wake up.
"Eler?" Bianca looked at the person beside the bed and said with a weak voice.
"Miss, you're awake!" Eler was surprised and happy. She stood up and looked at Bianca, then said tearfully, "You nearly scared
me to death."
Bianca's expression turned sour. She touched her belly and said, "What's wrong with me?" "You fainted and..." Eler paused. She
knew that she cared about her baby. Although the baby was saved, she was not sure if telling her about the danger earlier might
trigger her.
"And what?!" Bianca grabbed her clothes suddenly. 'Did something happen to my baby?'
Eler said, "You were at risk of a miscarriage but Mr. Shanks treated you and the baby is safe now. However, you'll have to be on
bed rest for the coming week..."
Bianca was relieved to find out that her baby was okay.
"Miss, why did you suddenly faint?" Eler asked curiously.
"Don’t worry about it." Bianca glanced at the time and realized that it was already eight o'clock in the evening. It was probably
midnight in A City...
Luke and the kids should be asleep.

"Miss..." Eler felt her sadness.
"I'm a little hungry." Bianca changed the topic and did not want Eler to ask any more questions.
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and reheat this for you." Eler nodded, stood up, and left with the meal that she had prepared for
Bianca.
Bianca lay still in bed, her stomach still hurting. She had two children, so she knew why she was feeling like this.
She was so frail that she fainted when she saw that photo of Luke.
'That photo...'
Bianca frowned slightly as she tried to remember the photo. 'Who's that woman?* It was unfortunate that she fainted before she
could see the photo clearly. She was not able to identify the woman after just a glance.
However, she believed that Luke was not that kind of person.
Even so, Bianca did not feel relieved. She did not know how Abel got his hands on such a photo.
Regardless of whether the photo was real, it meant that he had started making a move on Luke.
"Luke, I hope you're safe," Bianca said while grabbing her clothes.
A City.
The atmosphere in Crawford Manor was awkward.
Luke sat on the sofa, expressionless.
Sitting across from him was Old Master Crawford, and next to him was Maxine, who was crying.
"Luke, what the hell is going on?" Old Master Crawford said with a cold expression. The deep wrinkles on his face made him
appear more serious than he was.
"Nothing happened," Luke uttered these two words. He did not even look at Maxine, who was by his side.
"Luke, how can you say that?" Maxine's face was flushed, and she covered her face.