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

Luca sighed when she heard what Uncle Zander said. She was not a qualified mother.
The children's affection and their thought of longing to see Luca again would only end up in vain.
Uncle Zander noticed that Luke and Luca were not talking to each other, so he added, "Young Master Blanche, Young Master
Tommy, and Ms. Rainie have been behaving themselves. When they talk to Old Master Crawford, they'd always ask about Young
Master Luke's recovery and when the two of you were returning.”
Luca's heart was filled with bitterness while listening to Uncle Zander's chatters. She could only conceal her feelings and smile
as she went along with Uncle Zander, saying, “They probably miss Mr. Crawford more.”
Luke raised his brows. She had no idea that the kids had already found out about her true identity, and that was why she would
say something like this.
Luca did not know that if the kids were to choose between him and Luca, they would always be on her side, not his.
Luke and Luca got out of the car together after they arrived at the villa.
Aunt Neile heard the noises and came out of the house to help. "Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, you're back."
"Yes." Luke took Luca's luggage out of the trunk and took it from him.
Uncle Zander watched Luke take his luggage out of the trunk and said immediately, "Young Master Luke, let me do this."
Luke thought it was an easy task to pull the wheeled luggage, so he left the rest to Uncle Zander.
Uncle Zander and Aunt Neile were pulling the luggage in front of them while Luke and Luca walked behind them.
Luca realized there were hardly any traces of greenery left in the yard after she came back from Russia.
The plants that could survive cold winters were all covered with a white blanket of snow after the snowstorm.
Everything was in white. It looked dull, but not unpleasant to look at.
"What are you looking at?" Luke noticed that Luca was looking around.
Luca randomly pointed at a corner of the yard and said, "It's snowing. The plants that can survive the winter have dropped their
leaves and are covered with snow." "Would you like to see green plants?" Luke asked. He would ask someone to build a

greenhouse right away if Luca wanted.
He would plant every tree that she loved and look for a professional gardener to make them bloom in winter.
As long as she wanted it, he could import the plants from the South and ask those professionals to make the flowers bloom.
“No. I'm just overwhelmed. The green leaves were still hanging on the trees before we headed to Russia. And it's all fallen off
now." Luca shook her head, looking at the naked branches adorned with snow. She could not help but exclaim.
Coldness could make the world turn white and bring cold thoughts into people's minds at the same time.
Aunt Neile listened to their conversation, then she smiled and said, "Two days before the first snowfall, the leaves on the trees
turned yellowish, then they fell off. But they'll be sprouting buds again next year when spring comes."
Luca smiled and followed them into the house.
Aunt Neile added, "The garden was only completed this year. The flowers aren't fully grown yet. Just wait for spring next year.
The flowers will be fully grown, and the yard will soon be filled with a riot of colors. It's going to be beautiful."
Luca nodded. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but most of the flowers planted in the yard seemed to be the ones that she liked.
After the winter hibernation, the flowers would grow beautifully next year if they were taken care of.
However, her days to remain by Luke's side were numbered. She had one day less each day she woke up. Would she have the
chance to see the flowers in the garden bloom next year?
Uncle Zander and Aunt Neile left after the two of them put down the luggage in Luke's and Luca's rooms respectively.
Aunt Neile began to prepare dinner.
Luke glanced at Luca and said, "Get some rest if you feel tired."
"Alright, Mr. Crawford." Luca walked into her bedroom and closed the door. She planned to tidy up the clothes in the luggage.
She opened her luggage, then she removed everything inside the luggage and placed them on the bed.
Luca was startled for a moment when she saw the jewelry box that was wrapped in layers of towels and clothes. She removed
the towels and clothes and opened the jewelry box.

The whole set of jewelry was fine.
Luca let out a sigh of relief. Then, she closed the cover of the jewelry box and placed it in the closet drawer.
There was no safe in her room unlike in Luke's bedroom. Hence, she could only put it in the lockable drawer.
Besides, Aunt Neile was Luke's maid. She should be honest, so Luca was not worried about it.
There was a weight off Luca's mind after she kept the jewelry box. She let out a sigh of relief and continued packing her clothes.
Aunt Neile made her way up the stairs and knocked on Luke's bedroom door.
"Mr. Crawford, Mr. Mallory is here," she said to the man inside the bedroom.
Luca heard Aunt Neile's voice too.
Mr. Mallory?
Her intuition told her that it could not be Pierre who came, so Luca thought the person who came must be Percy.
Did Percy come here because of the bidding document Pierre's company submitted?
Was Luke starting to investigate this matter? Was it not obvious that this had something to do with her? What else could he be
investigating?
Luca heard Luke's voice while she was pondering.
“Bring Mr. Mallory to the tea room. I'll be there in a moment."
“Yes, Mr. Crawford." Aunt Neile heard him and headed downstairs. She invited Percy to head to the tea room.
Luca leaned behind the door, and she heard Luke's door opening. Then, it was closed again. She reckoned that Luke must be
heading downstairs to meet Percy.
What would they talk about?
Luca wanted to know, but this was Luke's villa. There was no way she could eavesdrop on their conversation.
In the tea room.

As Percy watched Aunt Neile prepare some tea for him, he frowned and said, "No wine here?"
"I'd like to have a glass of wine," said Percy. He had just brought Pierre back to the Mallory family's manor, and he rushed here
without a single halt. Percy had been on the cruise ship for the past few days. He was extremely exhausted.
Even though Pierre was tied up, he was a pain in the *ss. He tried so hard to escape and almost smashed a hole in the cruise
ship to do so.
"I'll get that for you. What would you like to drink?" Aunt Neile knew Luke and Percy were close friends, so she dared not to
disobey the guest's order.
"There's no need to prepare that." Luke walked into the tea room and heard their conversation. "Why are you drinking early in
the morning?"
Aunt Neile glanced at Luke and turned to look at Percy embarrassingly.
"Luke, you heartless man. I just want to drink some wine." Percy was firm. He came here to talk to Luke, and he had always
eyed Luke's alcohol collection.
"You're thinking of my alcohol collection, right? Those bottles are kept in the wine cellar in Crawford Manor. I didn't bring them
here." Luke sat down opposite him.
Percy pulled a long face. "You're so petty. I've hardly been able to get a good sleep for the past few days. Pierre, that b*stard, is
difficult to deal with. If I wasn't cautious enough, I might have had to swim back here. I'd just like to sip on a glass of wine to lift
my mood, and you won't even give it to me." "Lift your mood, huh? Aunt Neile, prepare a cup of coffee for Mr. Mallory." Luke
gave his orders without an expression on his face.