Ch. 2001..2010

 

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2001-"Alright." Luke nodded. He was not influential here and did not know any friends who were doctors.

Luca lay on the medical bed and was pushed out by the doctor and the nurses.

Luke heard the doctor talking about Luca in Russian, "This patient's condition is a little special, so send her to an isolation ward."

Luke saw Luca's face that was red because of the fever. he thought he should seek help from others.

Only Gordan and Ray could help him here.

In the end, Luke decided to look for Ray. He ordered Jason, "You follow them to the ward. I'll go and make a call."

"Got it, sir." Jason quickly caught up to the doctor's footsteps.

Luke made a call to Ray. "Luca is sick. Can I trouble you to help me look for a doctor?"

"She's sick? What kind of doctor do you need?" Ray was astonished. If Luke was reaching out to seek help from Ray, it would mean that Luca's illness was very serious.

‘But she was still alright a few days ago. She's now sick?'

"For now, I'm not too sure about it. She has a high fever, and her wound is infected." Luke had no idea what sort of doctor he should look for. Previously, regardless of the severity of the illness, he would just seek help from Johann.

"I got it. I'll make the necessary arrangement now. But she might need to be transferred to another hospital," Ray said. The doctors he knew in Russia were all authoritative figures.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your news." Luke was feeling uneasy. Luca was injured, and he had a feeling that he was about to lose her.

He could not afford to lose her!

After Ray ended his call with Luke, he was all set to contact the doctors he knew.

Vivian came downstairs and heard Ray talking to someone over the phone. She just sat on the sofa quietly.

After Ray was done making calls, Vivian asked, "Why do you need to contact some doctors, Ray? Are you feeling not well?" "It's not me but Luca." Ray shook his head. "Earlier, Luke called and said that Luca is sick. She's having a fever, and her wound is infected. She's now receiving treatment in a hospital. Perhaps he's just worried and wants me to get help from a better doctor."

"Sick?" Vivian frowned. "Did you mention inflammation?"

Ray nodded.

Vivian immediately said, "Actually, I bumped into Luca in the morning and we talked for quite some time. I even promised her to help her look for Amphotericin B. Say, could it be that she needed this medication, which was why she went all over the place searching for it?"

After Luca left, Vivian had gone to enquire about the usage of Amphotericin B, only to find out it was an antibiotic.

"Amphotericin B?" Ray was clueless about it, but he still sent Luke a message.

He informed Luke of the fact that Luca had asked Vivian for a favor to look for Amphotericin B.

"Isn't she a pharmaceutical researcher? I believe she must know about the antibiotic. I'm guessing she wanted it because of her wound..." Vivian said.

"You got a point." Ray agreed.

"She even gave me some sleeping pills, and they're effective. Besides, there aren't any side effects. She's quite capable," Vivian said. Yesterday, it was the drug that Ray's subordinates had given her that caused her to feel lethargy after. It had nothing to do with the pills Luca gave her.

"I've told Luke about it." Ray nodded.

Vivian sighed and said while feeling sad, "I promised Luca not to tell this to anyone, but I've blurted it out now. I hope she won't blame it on me later on when she knows about it."

"You're saving her life now. Even though the hospital is still running tests, the doctors would've found out sooner or later. Right now, time doesn't permit her treatment to be delayed. Now that you've given us this information, it'll save us lots of hassle. Time is of the essence for her survival now," Ray comforted Vivian. Vivian was a person who kept her word. She only went back on her word this time to save Luca.

Vivian nodded. Even though she did not know Luca well, she would just accept it even if Luca got angry at her after this.

In the hospital, after Luke received Ray's message, he thought back to Luca's weird actions during this period. 'Is it possible that the research she's been conducting has to do with her inflamed wound?'

He recalled what Johann said and immediately asked the doctor to treat Luca with Amphotericin B.

The doctor frowned. That antibiotic was not commonly used, so he suggested, "Sir, let's decide on that once the report is out, alright?"

"No need for that. A few days ago, she was treating herself with Amphotericin B back in our country. It's definitely going to be effective dealing with the inflammation," said Luke with confidence. The sooner the drug was used, the sooner Luca would recover.

Seeing Luke being so confident, the doctor had no choice but to say, "How about this? If you insist on using Amphotericin B, you have to sign an agreement on medication usage."

"No problem." Luke immediately agreed.

At that moment, saving Luca was the utmost priority.

After signing the agreement on medication usage, the doctor immediately injected Luca with Amphotericin B.

About half an hour after the injection of the drug, Luca's body temperature slowly went down.

The doctor immediately cleaned her wound when he noticed her body temperature had reduced to normal.

Since it was a minor surgery, Luke and Jason were escorted outside the ward by the nurse.

Jason glanced at Luke's dark expression, wondering whether the latter was mad or worried about Luca.

"Sir, Dr. Craw's fever has subsided, so don't be too worried."

"Did she ever mention to you about her being injured?" Luke stared at the ward door.

Jason immediately shook his head. "I had no idea about it. Previously, Dr. Craw's behavior was as usual. She didn't look like she was injured..."

He had taken a glance at Luca's wound. If an ordinary person had suffered such a serious wound, they would have to be admitted to be sutured. They would also have to lie in bed for a few days before being able to get down from the bed.

However, throughout this period, it seemed like Luca had always been busy with work.

Even if she was a tough woman, such a serious injury would still take a toll on her body.

'Besides, she still had to look after Luke and the three kids.'

Luke kept quiet. Indeed, Luca had been acting very normal for the past few days. Apart from the two days when he went to South Korea, she had never left his side. Luca did not look like she was injured at all.

'Unless she got injured in the two days I was in South Korea.'

However, she did not apply for leave during those two days. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened to her either.

In the ward.

After the doctor disinfected Luca's wound, he injected her wound with anesthesia and removed the stitches.

After removing the stitches, the doctor sighed and said, "This wound is quite long. Also, the stitches weren't done properly. I'm afraid it's going to leave a scar."

"We can't be bothered too much about it now. Let's save this lady first," the nurse said.

The doctor nodded, and after wiping off the pus from the inflamed area, he checked on the composition of the wound. There were no necrotic tissues, so he stitched the wound again.

After that, he used a bandage to wrap the wound.

Once her wound was bandaged, Luca slowly got up. "Where am I?"

She spoke in English, so the doctor and nurses could not understand her. Hence, they asked, "Miss, this is the hospital. We can't understand what you're saying. Do you know Russian?"

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2002-'Hospital?'

Luca looked at the bed and the people who were standing around here. Indeed, they were in uniform.

"How did I end up here?" she frowned and asked. She had no collection of her wound getting inflamed.

"Your family sent you here. Your body started to give a reaction after your wound became inflamed. Your fever didn't subside and you passed out. We've given you antipyretics, and at your family's request, we injected you with Amphotericin B. Now, your fever has subsided. Besides, we've also resutured your wound. Unfortunately, the wound is too long and will leave a scar. For the time being, don't get your wound into contact with water," the doctor said.

Luca lowered her eyes. 'If I was sent to the hospital, it means that Luke knows about it. How am I supposed to explain all of this?'

"When can I be discharged?" Luca asked.

The doctor looked at the time and calculated the elapsed time for the antipyretics to take effect. "If you don't wish to be admitted, you should at least wait for another six hours. After six hours, you can be discharged if you don't develop a fever again. However, after you're discharged, you still have to return for the antibiotics injection to ensure the wound won't be inflamed again.”

"No need for that," said Luca while sitting up with her arms supporting her.

"I'm sorry, what do you mean by that?" The doctor looked at her, astonished.

"I'll write a prescription. All you have to do is get the medications prepared according to the prescription. My wound will recover even without Amphotericin B," Luca said and looked at the nurse. "Do you mind passing me a piece of paper and a pen?"

The nurse looked at the doctor. It was her first time seeing a patient prescribing herself medication.

The doctor was astonished and asked, "I beg your pardon. May I know if you're also a doctor?"

"I guess you can say that." Luca looked at them. Previously, she did not head over to the hospital to get the medications she needed because she did not want to invite too much trouble. After all, there was no one in the hospitals here whom she knew, so it would be hard for her to get her hands on the medications.

However, she had been sent to the hospital. She might as well have the doctor prescribe her the medications she needed.

"If you insist, you have to sign an agreement," said the doctor. He was afraid that Luca might ask the hospital to bear the responsibility if she screwed things up.

"Sure." Luca nodded. 'If I hadn't forgotten to bring the things over, I wouldn't be facing this trouble now.' "You may go and get the documents prepared." The doctor ordered the nurse to get the agreement of medication usage ready.

"Alright, doctor." The nurse left.

Luca took the paper and pen from the doctor. She listed out the medications she needed in Russian.

She took into consideration that she was in Russia and not back in her own country. Hence, she changed some of the medications. Even though the effects would not be as good, it was still better than nothing. After all, it was not easy to look for local ingredients here.

"Are you sure these are all you need?" The doctor looked at the list. They were all anti-inflammatories, but when used in combination, he wondered whether or not they would be effective.

"Yes." Luca nodded.

At that moment, Jason pushed the door of the ward opened and pushed Luke's wheelchair in.

"What's going on?" Luke sat in the wheelchair and looked at Luca, who was on the bed. She was in a much better condition than previously.

"The patient's fever has subsided and we've resutured her wound. We'll now wait for six hours. If she doesn't have fever again, she may be discharged," said the doctor.

"Alright." Luke was still looking at Luca.

Jason whispered, "I'll take my leave for now, sir."

Luke did not say a word.

Luca could sense that Luke's gaze was fixed on her. It was like a burning sensation that was not concealed.

'He must be suspicious about when I got this injury...'

After all, all this while, she had been acting as usual, just like any ordinary person.

The doctor saw her being so confident and said, "Alright then. I'll go get these medications ready. Later, the nurse will bring the agreement here. All you have to do is sign it."

"Alright, thanks," said Luca, then the doctor left the ward.

Luca took a deep breath. She felt the effects of the anesthesia injected into her wound starting to fade, and pain slowly crept in.

She was not weak as she was able to withstand such pain.

Luca bit her lip for some time before saying, "Thanks, Mr. Crawford."

In the meantime, Luke said with concern, "Does it still hurt?"

Both of them talked at the same time. Luca was stunned. She shook her head and replied, “It's still bearable."

"If you're in pain, just have the doctor inject you with another dose of analgesia," said Luke. She was strong, so strong that she did not voice out even after enduring the pain for so long. She still gave her best and worked hard.

Out of everyone who had interacted with her, none of them realized something was off about her. No one knew she was injured.

However, she did not need to act all tough with him.

Luca knew that he was concerned about her and sighed inwardly. The better he treated her, the stronger her sense of guilt.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Luke frowned. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I've delayed your and Mr. Doyle's work," Luca said. If it were not for her, perhaps Luke and Jason would currently be handing some of T Corporation's documents.

Luke had a stunned expression when he heard Luca's statement, and his face became so gloomy that it was awful to look at.

'She's apologizing not because she had been keeping her injury a secret for so long but because she delayed my and Jason's work?

'Out of everything, she's my top priority!'

"Luca, I sent you to the hospital to save your life. You're very important to me. Despite my working schedule being delayed, I won't comment anything about it. I don't think you've done anything wrong that requires you to apologize." Luke felt that she was doing it on purpose.

Even at this moment, Luca did not forget to draw a line in their relationship.

Luca lowered her eyes. Previously, she did not realize that her statements would make Luke this mad.

The nurse came in with a stack of documents. Luke looked at them and said, "You should be apologizing to me, but it's not because you've delayed my schedule."

After saying that, he maneuvered the wheelchair and left.

The nurse placed the agreement in front of Luca. "Miss, can you please sign this agreement? We'll observe you for six hours, and if everything is fine, you may leave."

Luca looked in the direction where Luke left. When she heard the nurse's voice, she retrieved her gaze.

'What does he mean by that?'

Luca looked at the agreement. It was the usual type of agreement, and she jotted down her Russian signature.

Despite her hating this name, it was a name given to her by Abel. Currently, she was using this name to be admitted and receive treatment in the hospital. Hence, she had no choice but to use that name.

The nurse looked at her signature and was puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Luca looked at her.

"The name you're signing is totally different from the name given by that man who just went out," the nurse said.

"I have a Russian identity, so I have two names," Luca explained.

"So, that's the reason. No wonder you can speak fluent Russian." The nurse smiled and collected the agreement that had been signed. "There's another five hours before you can leave the hospital. After the fever subsides, you may feel your body growing weak but that's normal. Drink lots of water and get more rest."

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2005-“Uhh, bathing..." Jason let out a troubled expression. "Mr. Crawford, I've never done this before. I don't know how."

Luke knew Jason would misunderstand and said with a dark expression, "I don't need you to help me. I just need you to help me get into the bathtub."

'He doesn't need me to help him take a bath!'

Jason let out a breath of relief and said, "No problem with that, Mr. Crawford."

Luke looked at Luca's door which was closed tightly. With a dark look in his eyes, he said, "Your Russian must be bad, right?"

Jason scratched his head, feeling embarrassed. "I don't speak Russian, Mr. Crawford. I always use English when I'm communicating with the hotel staff."

As he did not know Russian, it took him a long time to get the hotel management to find him a driver who knew English. He also needed an exclusive kitchen.

"Prepare the translation software. Tomorrow, you'll be my main assistant," Luke decided and said. Initially, he decided to have Luca attend. Apart from everything else, her Russian was the most fluent.

However, Luca was currently injured. He was not willing to let her tire herself out. He wanted her to stay in the hotel to get some rest even though he might not be able to get anyone else to help him out if she was not present.

"Do you really want me to go, Mr. Crawford? I don't know Russian," Jason said helplessly. He only knew three languages but not Russian. Previously, T Corporation had never worked together with Russia. They always mainly worked with America and Europe. English could be used.

Besides, Luke initially planned to have Luca be the assistant this time and even have her be the translator. Hence, the company did not provide any translators.

Luca was capable. Even if they relied on the translation software to help translate things, they would have to edit the words which would be quite hard.

"No one can change the decision that I've made," said Luke. He had decided.

Jason had no choice but to nod his head in agreement.

On the other hand.

Gordan went back to the villa, exasperated. The maid came from the opposite side. Before she could speak, he said, "Get lost."

The maid was astonished. 'Who made him this mad? Why is he in such a bad mood?'

"Sir, dinner's ready." Despite being barked at by Gordan, she still said politely.

"I'm not going to eat. Go away." Gordan stomped his way upstairs.

The maid saw it and did not catch up to him. She was puzzled. 'Judging from his looks, I wonder who offended him?'

Gordan had a dark look and returned to his bedroom. Bang! The door was slammed shut.

He was outside the whole day. He was either at the Civil Affairs Bureau or Ostin Hotel.

Vivian was taken away, and he had to investigate who was behind it. He arrived at Ostin Hotel and wanted to utilize the connections he had to get his hands on the surveillance footage of the hotel.

However, the staff had been warned by others. When Gordan came to ask for the surveillance footage, he was immediately rejected.

They claimed that this was a breach of the guests' privacy. They could not just reveal the footage to anyone unless it was the cops.

That rejection made Gordan feel as though he had been granted two tight slaps on the face. Gordan attempted to seek an alternative way, but everyone seemed to have been warned and rejected his request. Even bribery was ineffective!

There was no other reason behind it. The enemy must have taken action a step faster than him when they brought Vivian away.

'If it was Ray, then it's fine. But if it's another organization, it's going to be bad. I can't find anything. I need Ray to personally look into it.'

However, he did not have the thought of giving Ray a call because of his pride. Besides, he did not want the latter to misunderstand that he was concerned about Vivian.

As for the cops...

The cops in Russia worked depending on the power they had. If they knew this case was related to an underworld organization, they would not take any action. Besides, Gordan was an influential person as well. 'Me, lodging a police report? I can't do such an embarrassing thing.'

Gordan sat on the sofa and lit a cigar. He took a few puffs aggressively.

It was not that he had never suspected it was Ray's men who brought Vivian away but there was no movement from Ray's side. There was also no news about Vivian, and no one knew where she went to.

'If it was Ray who took her away, there would've been a reaction from him by now! But from the current looks of it, it doesn't look like.'

Gordan squinted his eyes and looked at the divorce papers on the table which he had not signed.

His phone suddenly rang. Gordan glanced at it. It was a call from an unknown number. He answered, "Who's this?"

"Hi, is this Mr. Norton?" It was a woman's voice on the other end of the call. She spoke softly and was polite. It did not sound like a thug.

Gordan extinguished the cigar. "I am. Who's this?"

"I'm Misha, Ms. Vivian's appointed divorce lawyer," Misha introduced herself. She called up just to clarify some issues.

"What's the issue?" Gordan knew her and knew she worked under Ray as a family lawyer.

Misha had helped Ray solve lots of issues regarding the law and was quite a capable lawyer in her field.

"Ms. Vivian has asked me to make a draft of the divorce agreement. I'll be fully in charge of this divorce case, but it seems like you haven't settled the divorce. I'd like to know about what's going on," Misha said. Vivian has already signed the divorce papers a few days ago but Gordan had yet to take any action.

Hence, they were puzzled.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2006-Misha's speech angered Gordan. 'It was Vivian who suggested divorce, and now she's sending a lawyer over to negotiate with me. What is she plotting at?'

"I can only talk about my requests with Vivian. Even though I'm in a hurry to divorce, I'll not sign this agreement. Pass my word. If Vivian doesn't take the initiative to talk to me, we'll just drag this on forever. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry," Gordan said and hung up the call.

He was not afraid that Vivian would regret it and refuse to divorce him.

Currently, the divorce papers that had been signed were in his hand. If the worst situation were to occur, which was Vivian regretting it, he would just sign the papers and submit them.

He would sell the villa after the divorce and transfer half the money to Vivian's account. That way, he would not owe her anything.

Gordan had it all planned out, and he really was not in a hurry. He believed that Vivian would show up once Misha passed on his words.

His mood changed, and he got up to go to the door. He pushed the door opened and bumped into the maid who was standing outside the door.

"Sir." The maid did not expect him to suddenly come out. She lowered her head to hide her anxious expression.

"Were you eavesdropping?" Gordan squinted his eyes and looked at the maid. She was someone Vivian sent over.

In other words, she was a spy sent by Ray to be by his side. For all these years, that maid had reported tons of things to Ray.

"No, sir. I was just standing here, wondering when would you come out so that I can order the kitchen to get dinner ready," the maid denied it.

"You don't have to explain. You've been getting so much information from me throughout all these years and have reported tons to Ray. You should know that I'm about to divorce Vivian now. Regardless of how this villa is going to be settled, Vivian will not want it. So, you may leave," Gordan said as he hated being under surveillance.

He had no choice in the past as Ray would always want to arrange people here so that he could be sure Vivian was not harmed. It was to ensure her safety.

Vivian now wanted to divorce him, so naturally, these people would have to leave. After all, once the divorce papers were signed, he would not be related to Ray.

Those people would not have the right to keep an eye on him.

"Are you firing me, sir?" The maid was surprised. After all, two days had passed. Gordon had never meant such words in the past. However, he was not hinting that he was about to fire her.

"I'm not the one who hired you. Now, go back to your boss and be his slave. Aren't you supposed to be following your master?" Gordan knew she had eavesdropped and was not mad. After all, the days of him being under surveillance and being controlled would soon be over.

"Sir, Ms. Vivian had previously said that she wants me to stay back to take care of your day-to-day," the maid said. The man, who was still in rage half an hour ago, had suddenly changed his expression. It was quite scary.

"I said I don't need you." Gordan got impatient. Both his eyes and tone were scary. "You've betrayed me so many times. Do you think I'm clueless about it? Are you sure you want to continue to stay here? Right now, I'm not related to your boss. It'll be as easy as squashing an ant to defeat you."

The maid was terrified that she fumbled. She took two steps back as she was afraid she might get into trouble. "I-I'll take my leave for now, sir."

"Bring along those people and get lost." Gordan placed both his hands in his pockets and fired everyone in the villa.

"Yes." The maid dared not defy him and immediately went downstairs.

That man was not influential, but he was much scarier than most of the underworld organizations.

Previously, she had the guts to eavesdrop and keep an eye on Gordan because Vivian was still around. Besides, it was a task assigned to her by Ray.

Currently, Vivian was no longer in the villa. No one was going to placate Gordan's fury when he was mad. No one could help the maids out.

Leaving the place was the right choice.

Gordan looked at the maid who was making her escape. She brought along the chef, the gardener, and the driver. He smirked.

'Vivian suggested a divorce yet Ray still wants to keep an eye on me? What a joke!'

After an hour, everyone who left arrived at Ray's villa.

After listening to the maid's report, Ray frowned. Gordan did not immediately fire them, and he had not submitted the divorce papers either. After hearing from Misha, he was suspecting whether or not Gordan was reluctant to be separated from Vivian. Perhaps he had not taken any action all this while because of his pride.

However, Ray came to know that it was not because Gordan missed Vivian but because he was unhappy with the contents of the divorce agreement.

'He's still not satisfied when Vivian has left the entire villa to him?'

Ray looked at the maid and asked, "What else did he say?"

"Nothing. He asked us to leave," said the maid. Ray had asked her to eavesdrop on Gordan but she failed. The soundproofing of the bedroom was too good. If he did not speak loudly, no one could hear from the outside.

"I got it," Ray said. The maid was shocked to see Vivian coming downstairs.

"Why are you here?"

"Ms. Vivian, I was chased out by Mr. Norton. Not just me, but the other maids and chef of the villa have been based out as well," said the maid. All the maids in the villa were sent by Ray.

"Why did he do that?" Vivian looked at Ray. All these maids were cautious and had always served Gordan well. She wondered why he would suddenly chase everyone out.

"Don't bother about him. Since you guys have been chased out, you all should head over to the butler to handle registration procedures. He'll arrange jobs for you guys," Ray said. Initially, their salaries were given to them by deducting the money from Vivian's bonus. Hence, it would be the same if they were handed over to the butler.

Besides, their house was so huge. The addition of a few more maids would not seem like there were too many people.

"Thanks, sir." The maid let out a breath of relief when she heard Ray was still willing to keep them.

Vivian saw the maids backing off and started to feel sad when she thought of Gordan being left alone in the villa

He was a proud man who would not enter the kitchen. He would not pick up any cleaning tools to do any cleaning either. 'Now that the maids have been chased out, what will happen to him?'

"Are you thinking about him?" Ray was able to figure out what was on her mind by just looking at her. novelbin

"It's impossible that I'm not thinking about him." Vivian smiled bitterly. Even though she had decided to leave Gordan, she still loved him.

For the time being, she was unable to let go of the feelings.

"He chose this, so don't be sad. It's not worth it." Ray took out a cigar but did not light it. He just toyed with it in his hand. Then, he looked at Vivian. "I got Misha to call him. He hasn't signed the divorce papers."

Vivian felt her heart skip a beat. She could not help but fantasize. 'He chased all the maids out too. Is he reluctant?'

"Do you want to know the reason behind it?" Ray said, puzzled when he realized she did not ask for the reason in the first instant.

"Whether or not I want to know about it, the result is still the same, isn't it? Anyway, it won't be like what I think it is." Vivian knew the reason deep down in her heart.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2007-"He's not satisfied with the contents of the divorce agreement. He wants to meet you." Ray passed on Misha's words and did not hide them from Vivian.

She was an adult and could make her own decisions. She should take responsibility for herself.

"Not satisfied? Which part of it?" It was as if Vivian did not hear the other half of the statement and only enquired about the first half.

"He's not willing to tell Misha. He only said he wants to meet you," Ray said.

"If there's anything, just get Misha to do it. I don't wish to meet him," Vivian blurted out. She would keep wanting to meet him if she met him again.

She suppressed her yearning for Gordan. She could only let go of him if she did not meet him again. It was not easy making this decision, and she did not wish to be fazed because of this.

"It's good that you refuse to meet him, but you might not be able to divorce him like this," Ray reminded her.

"He's the one in a hurry to end this marriage, not me. If he wants more money, just get Misha to agree to him." Vivian thought Gordan was unsatisfied because of the division of the property.

'Well, fair enough. He's been trapped beside me for so long. It's only normal for Gordan to ask for compensation.'

Gordan frowned and looked at her.

They were not lacking money. Even if Vivian had no money, Ray could help her out. 'But is she really alright to go along with Gordan's every request?'

These years, even though he was forced to stay by Vivian's side, he did not suffer from any loss.

Instead, it was Vivian who was paying the price for being stubborn back then.

"Don't behave like that. It's my fault. Whatever he wants, just get Misha to agree to it. I don't want to meet him. I'm afraid I'll be reluctant to leave his side after that." Vivian smiled bitterly. She did not hide her feelings in front of Ray.

Ray was her shelter. Hence, there was no need for her to keep it from him.

"Then I shall talk to Misha," said Ray. He took charge of this issue because Vivian did not want to interfere with it.

"Ray, thank you so much for all these years," Vivian expressed her gratitude. Throughout all these years, Ray had helped her solve lots of problems.

There were some issues where she was obviously at fault due to her stubbornness, but Ray still stood by her side unconditionally. Despite it being her fault, he never blamed her because he was her younger brother.

"You're my elder sister. It's only natural for me to protect you," Ray said.

"I got an idea. After this issue is solved, I'd like to go on a vacation by myself. Can I?" Vivian asked.

She wanted to go on a vacation to relax her mind and forget about Gordan as soon as possible.

However, given her special identity, she would have to get Ray to agree if she wanted to go on a vacation. Besides, this time, she wanted to go by herself. She did not wish for a few bodyguards to stay around her. That would make her feel like she had no freedom.

"Where do you wish to go?" Ray asked.

"I've not thought about it for now. But it won't be in Russia," Vivian said. She looked at the snow outside the window. She just wanted to go to another country, a country with no Gordan.

"Sure, but I'll have to hide your identity. The situation is a little special now, and I can't have anyone kidnap you to threaten me. Hence, I can't let anyone know you've left home," Ray said as he tried his best to satisfy Vivian's wishes.

"I got it. I'll be low profile," Vivian said. At this crucial moment, even if she could not help Ray, she would not give him trouble.

Their mother had said previously that no matter what happened in the future, both of them had to help each other and not harm one another.

She was grateful for Ray doing her a favor.

"It's getting late. Go and get some rest," Ray said.

"Oh right, I'll go visit Luca tomorrow," Vivian said. She wanted to have Ray make arrangements. After all, leaving the house by herself would be risky. Hence, it would be better if Ray dispatched some men to follow her.

She had betrayed the secret she promised Luca. Hence, she wanted to visit her.

"Tomorrow? It's not a convenient time to do so." Ray shook his head. "Luke and the group will be attending the bidding conference. It's not appropriate if we go over to interrupt. Why don't we decide on it later on after we learn the results of the bidding?"

Even though he was confident in T Corporation winning the bid, there were just way too many competitors this time. Besides, it involved the entire world. It was not guaranteed that T Corporation would win.

Hence, he had to keep an eye out. If T Corporation failed to win the bid, that was all the more reason for Ray and Vivian not to bother them.

"The result will be out tomorrow? Alright then. You make the arrangements," said Vivian. She was clueless about business.

These years, she had been well protected by Ray. Even though she did not have a princess-looking appearance, she lived a princess' life. She need not worry about the family.

For the past few years, her mind had been solely focused on Gordan. She had no idea of other things and only ever thought about ways to win the man's heart.

Vivian thought about it. 'How would I live in this world without Ray? I'm afraid I don't even have the basic ability to earn money.'

After leaving Gordan, she started to think about it. She had done so many mistakes in the past few years, wasting her youth and time.

She should not just rely on others. She had to think about her future. Otherwise, how would she continue living without all the support she had?

Vivian had an idea.

On the next day.

Luca opened her eyes and looked at the time. She woke up much earlier than the day before.

Perhaps, it was related to her turning in much earlier the night before.

Yesterday, after dinner, she just wiped herself and went to bed after taking her medication.

The medication contained narcotics. Hence, she fell asleep very soon after she lay on the bed. She had no recollection of what had happened outside.

Luca got up and calculated the time. Eight hours had passed.

She removed the bandage over her waist and looked at the wound. After treating it with Amphotericin B, resuturing it, and applying the medicine, the inflammation over her wound looked much better.

The vague pain from yesterday was gone as well.

Luca reapplied the medication, and after bandaging it, she took out the white suit from her luggage.

On that day, she would be joining the bidding meeting.

Even though she knew Luke was destined to lose, she still had to show up beside him with a proper appearance.

She was unable to do what she did back when she was with Luke, which was to get through hardships together. However, she would still want to be by his side.

After bathing and brushing her teeth, Luca walked to the kitchen and prepared breakfast.

When Luke opened the door, he heard sounds from the kitchen. He frowned and was sure that the one in the kitchen was Luca.

He maneuvered his wheelchair and came to the kitchen. Indeed, he saw Luca standing in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked.

Luca turned around, and her hand was still holding the spatula. She was frying eggs...

"You're awake, Mr. Crawford," she said slowly. Looking at Luke's serious face made her sigh helplessly. She did not expect Luke to get up so early.

"There's still a wound on your waist. Why are you torturing yourself?" Luke frowned. If it were not for him sitting in the wheelchair, he would have brought her back to her bedroom.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2008-She was wounded, yet she was still preparing breakfast in the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

It was no wonder no one noticed her injuries prior. He wondered what she had gone through in the past three years to become the tough woman that she was now.

Her wound was inflamed, but she was able to get out of bed and make breakfast after only one day of treatment. It was normal to assume that her wound was not a serious one based on how she acted.

However, he had seen her wound the day prior. Although there were sutures, the doctor said that her wound ran deep and bone was exposed.

"It's just a minor injury. I feel better after a night's rest," Luca turned around and said. That was the only way she could face his concerned tone.

Luke noted her calmness. He could not do anything. The height of the table was beyond his reach.

"Mr. Doyle will bring you breakfast later." He looked at her running around and felt helpless when he noticed that it did not seem like she intended to stop.

He could not do anything to her anyway.

"I'll fry the eggs." Luca finished speaking and put the fried eggs on the plate. She then poured more eggs into the pan.

Seeing that she would not stop, Luke just sat in the wheelchair and watched her work.

Luca felt a pair of eyes watching, so after she fried the eggs, she did not continue to prepare other dishes.

After she put the eggs on the table, Luca remembered that there was milk in the refrigerator. She thought of getting some milk out to warm it up. Right as she stood up, Luke asked, "What are you doing?"

It was clear from his tone that he was dissatisfied. She could only satisfy him by staying put. novelbin

"I'm thinking of warming up some milk," Luca explained.

"Where's the milk?" Luke asked.

"In the fridge."

"I'll go, you sit." Luke steered his wheelchair to the kitchen.

Luca hurriedly followed behind him. "Mr. Crawford, the microwave is high up..."

Luke could not reach it in his wheelchair.

Luke's expression was stern as he understood what she meant. He could still stand up. It would just take some tries.

His injury came at the right time, and at the same time, it was not the right time.

Luca was still faster than he was. She took the milk out of the refrigerator, poured it into a reheatable bowl, put it in the microwave, and set the time.

Luke saw how she was moving and frowned. ‘This woman doesn't know how to cherish her body at all!'

The microwave made a ding, and Luca took out the warm milk.

"Isn't it hot?" Luke wanted to push her onto the bed just to keep her from moving around.

"It's not hot, it's just warm." Luca walked out of the kitchen with the warm milk and put it on the dining table.

Just as she put it down, the doorbell of the suite rang.

"It should be Mr. Doyle." Luca was about to open the door when she heard Luke say, "Sit down. I'll open the door."

Luca had to stay in the chair.

Luke controlled his wheelchair and went to open the door for Jason.

"Boss, I bought breakfast," Jason said while carrying several bags with both hands.

"Come in," Luke said. He seemed unhappy.

Jason wondered what he did wrong and why Luke looked so grumpy.

He walked in with the bags, freed his hand, closed the door, and followed behind the wheelchair. When he saw Luca, she was sitting on the chair beside the dining table. He greeted her with a wide smile, "Dr. Craw, good morning. Why didn't you sleep for a little more?"

"Jet lag." Luca saw the bags in his hands, stood up, and wanted to take the bags in his hand when she heard Luke say, "You're injured. Can't you be more self-conscious?"

The atmosphere was awkward.

Luca glanced at Jason, then at Luke. She took a deep breath and sat down.

Luke kept looking at her. It seemed like he was reminding her that she had to be obedient and stay put. Jason looked at the milk and fried eggs on the table. He immediately understood that the gloomy expression on his boss' face was because of Luca.

He was injured and did not usually cook. He definitely was not the one who fried up these beautiful eggs. It was Luca.

Luca was injured but was still cooking. Luke must be upset because of how much he adored her.

After she returned, she was not as obedient and weak as before. Luke was in a bad mood but did not throw his temper.

After all, she was his beloved woman. He was unwilling to lose his temper and scare her off.

"What are you doing standing there?" Luke was even more upset when he noticed that Jason was standing there motionlessly and staring at them.

‘How dare he stand there and stare at us like we're a joke?'

Jason immediately stepped forward and put all the bags on the table. "These were bought from a nearby restaurant. There are some croissants, as well as some other pastries and juices. The taste might not be particularly good, but these are our only options. "

Luca watched him open the bags one by one and said, "Looks good."

The three of them ate breakfast quietly. Luca's appetite was much better than yesterday.

Luke's expression softened a little when he saw that she was eating the same as usual.

They still had time after breakfast. Luke looked at Jason and asked, "Have you prepared the translation software that I asked you to last night?"

"Boss, I've already found the best translation software and signed up to be a member. There should be no problem," Jason said. He had even turned on a Russian drama and used the translation software to cross-check with the subtitles.

"This meeting can't go wrong," Luke said. He and Jason both represented the company. They had to maintain the good image of T Corporation whether the bid was successful or not.

"Understood. I won't bring shame to the company!" Jason said.

Luca looked at them, confused. "Why do you need translation software?"

She was Luke's assistant for this meeting, and Jason was the deputy. It did not matter if he did not know Russian. After all, Luke was fluent, so there was no need for any translation software.

Jason looked at Luke. ‘Didn't he tell her anything?'

Luke's tone was indifferent. He picked up the juice and paused. He then picked up Luca's warm milk. "Today, you'll be staying in the hotel to rest."

"Mr. Crawford!" Luca was a little anxious when she heard what he said. "Is it because of my wound? I can prepare breakfast and walk around without any problem. It's just a meeting. I can handle it."

"Your injury is serious!" Luke reminded her. ‘You don't need to be strong in front of me. You just need to be protected.'

"I'm aware of my injury. I just forgot to bring the medicine that helps with inflammation." Luca believed that the injury would not affect her. She just wanted to be by his side at his lowest moment.

"Based on what you said, your injury happened a while ago. Why hasn't it healed, then?" Luke took the opportunity to ask her.

Luca did not expect him to ask this. He seemed concerned about the condition of her wound, but in fact, he wanted to know how she got injured.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2009-"I won't let you take the risk without a reasonable explanation," Luke said. Her complexion was doing much better, so he believed that she could participate in the meeting.

Jason was caught between them. He did not dare to breathe loudly for fear of being screamed at by either one of them.

Luca took a deep breath and quickly thought of a reason that could explain everything. "I was caught up with work and didn't pay much attention to the wound. It was infected with a type of fungus, but this fungus isn't ordinary. It took me some time to figure out what it was. I wrote a prescription for myself but forgot to bring it to Russia."

She did not take medicine in time, which caused the wound to be inflamed.

"What caused your wound?" Luke asked. If she gave him a reason, whatever it was, he would agree to let her attend the meeting.

He estimated that the meeting would not take too long as it was only an announcement of the results.

"I was robbed when I went to Amur's house. I resisted and got stabbed twice," Luca said.

Luke's expression was ashen. He did not believe her reason. It was only possible that the person hurt Luca when she was unguarded.

The person who could hurt her when she was unprepared must be someone familiar to her. He could be sure that the person who hurt her was not Amur.

Regardless, she had given him an explanation.

Moreover, he could launch an investigation in this direction.

"Pack up and let's get ready to go," Luke said.

Luca breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that he agreed.

"Mr. Crawford, I'll go back to the room to get ready." She stood up, glanced at Luke, and walked back to her room.

Jason glanced at the time, it was almost time. He deliberately wore casual clothes to buy breakfast to prevent his clothes from smelling like breakfast. He was still wearing casual clothes and had to change into a suit.

"Boss, I need to change as well," he said.

"Clear the table and go," Luke said as he maneuvered the wheelchair back to his room.

Jason looked at the two closed doors and sighed. He felt unlucky. Luca was injured, so he had to run errands now. It did not matter to him. He had to eat, after all.

However, when it came to cleaning...

The hotel had cleaning staff, so these plates could be left untouched. The place would likely be cleaned thoroughly after they got back from the meeting.

Unfortunately, his boss was obsessed with cleanliness. The longer the leftovers were kept on the table, the stronger the smell would be in the suite. As such, the mess had to be cleaned immediately.

Jason looked at the bag on the table and shook his head. 'Things would be different if these weren't takeaways.'

If Luca had cooked the food, it would be fine even if it stank and rotted on the table because his boss favored Luca.

Jason tossed the packaging into the trash before he left.

In the room.

Luca changed into the suit she prepared beforehand. It was a slim fit but did not emphasize the gauze wrapped around her waist too much. She had always been petite, so even if she was wrapped in gauze and wearing such slim-fitting clothes, she did not appear plump.

She put on makeup.

After she put on makeup, she tied her hair up and walked out of the room holding her coat and laptop.

Luke was already waiting for her in the living room. He saw that she was dressed up and in high spirits. He said to her, "Be careful when you walk. Don't tear the wound."

"I know, Mr. Crawford." Luca's heart warmed. Luke touched on a lot of serious topics that day, and his tone was not the best.

Nevertheless, she knew that he cared about her.

She would be lying if she said she was not touched.

Luca and Luke walked out of the suite in tandem. Luke insisted that she should not push the wheelchair since she was wounded.

Luca looked at the laptop on his lap and asked, "Mr. Crawford, why don't I hold your laptop?"

When she said that, Luke stopped. He looked at the laptop in her hand and said, "Give me your laptop."

Luca understood what he meant. She quickly shook her head. "No, this is not heavy. I can take it."

Luke's mood sank. 'She's holding several pounds. How could she say that it's not heavy?'

He was just sitting in a wheelchair and would be able to walk sooner or later. 'What does she think of me?'

"If you don't want to, go back and rest." Luke gave her two options. It was either she give him the laptop and continue to follow him to the meeting or go back to the suite with the laptop to rest.

Luca did not think much of it. She carefully placed the laptop on his lap and said, "Is this okay?"

"It's my calf, not my thigh that's injured." Luke reminded her of where he got injured. He thought it was not enough, so he said, "Also, I'm not disabled."

Luca pouted. She did not mean that. She just thought that this man did not need to take everything as his responsibility. It was not just about the laptop but also in regards to other aspects...

The two arrived at the hotel lobby where Jason was already waiting.

Seeing that there were two laptops stacked on Luke's lap, Jason hurriedly walked forward and took the two laptops. Now, he had three laptops and a thick briefcase weighing more than ten kilograms in his hands.

Luca felt bad but from their previous conversation, she did not dare to offer help.

More than ten kilograms was not a problem for Jason. After all, his two precious daughters were more than ten kilograms. He could still hold one in his left hand and another in his right hand and spin circles with them in his arms.

"Boss, Dr. Craw, the car is waiting outside," Jason said.

"Let's go." Luke looked grim. He controlled the wheelchair himself as Jason had three laptops in his hands.

Luca looked at them. Of the three, she had it easiest. Luke insisted that she did not do anything, including pushing the wheelchair.

After the three of them got into the car, Luke read the news on his phone. The local news in Russia was also talking about the meeting.

He had long heard that the Russian government attached great importance to this bid.

Jason placed the three laptops down carefully. He then cradled his briefcase in his arms.

The three laptops were expensive, but for Luke, the files in the briefcase were the most important.

They were not worth much but they were useful to Luke.

The driver was from the hotel. Even though it was snowing heavily, he still drove steadily. After they arrived at M Group, he parked the car and said to them in broken English, "Mr. Crawford, I wish you well and hope that you win the tender."

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2010-"Thank you," Luke thanked him politely. Jason and the driver helped Luke out of the car and into his wheelchair.

Luca got out of the car as well.

The three walked into the lobby of M Group together and bumped into Pierre.

"Hey, Mr. Crawford." Pierre grinned happily when he saw Luke. The hotel he booked was different from Luke's, so he had not seen him for the past few days. He was slightly upset that he could not find fault with Luke.

Although he had been a having good time in Russia the last few days, he had not seen Luke. He could only think about how depressed Luke would look after the meeting. He wanted to mess with him.

"Second Young Master," Luke called out to him to remind him that no matter how capable he was, he was second in line in the Mallory family.

The heir of Mallory's had long been designated as Percy, who was the eldest son, by Old Master Mallory.

Pierre's mood darkened immediately. He understood the reason for the change in addressment.

Luke was reminding him that he was not as good as Percy just because he was born a few years later!

"Luke, do you think all is well since you're the eldest son of the Crawford family and Old Master Crawford personally appointed you to manage T Corporation?" Pierre stopped smiling and put on a gloomy expression. "Have you ever thought that after this meeting, your younger brother, Louis, will be appointed to replace you?"

After this tender, Luke would have caused T Corporation to suffer losses one incident after another. If someone secretly instigated the shareholders, maybe the group would have to change management.

At that time, Pierre would just sit and watch the show.

"It's possible. It might happen to Louis, but not you," Luke said. Louis only did what he was interested in. He would not be interested in taking over T Corporation.

Therefore, Louis and Pierre were heirs of their respective families. However, the two were completely different.

Pierre would only rely on dishonorable means to get the attention of Old Master Mallory.

He did not care about the life or death of the Mallory family members. He only cared about protecting his interests. He was completely different from Louis.

"Of course, Louis isn't me. If I were Louis, I'd just hit the wall and kill myself," Pierre said with a stern expression to show his disdain for Louis.

Louis was different from him as Pierre and Percy shared the same parents. Percy was a few years older than him, so he had the advantage.

Moreover, the elders of the Mallory family did not want to see the brothers fighting, so he had been doing things without Percy's knowledge for the past few years. On the surface, they had a good relationship.

It was not that he did not want to fight but that he could not fight Percy.

However, Louis was different. He was Luke's half-brother, and his mother was his father's original wife. Even though he was a little younger than Luke, he still had an advantage. He was first in line. Luke was nothing but a son who had to hide in the dark.

On top of that, Susan had accumulated connections within the Crawford family over the years. Louis had no intention of fighting, so he gave Luke the inheritance and let him manage T Corporation. Meanwhile, he ran a small studio by himself.

Pierre thought that Louis had wasted his chance and looked down on him.

"Louis is disdainful of what you did before, but you're lucky to have Old Master Mallory behind you. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here right now," Luke said.

Although Old Master Mallory was angry at what Pierre did, he could not just watch his grandson get locked up.

If this was the case, the Mallory family would lose their reputation.

As such, Old Master Mallory scolded Pierre but still helped him sort out the mess behind his back.

Otherwise, he would not be able to stand in front of Luke so arrogantly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Pierre's expression darkened. He was in a bad mood when he thought about the criticism he had received in the last few weeks.

"I've looked into what you did. Pierre, continue with what you're doing. Let's see how much Old Master Mallory can handle for you." Luke gave Jason a look when he finished talking.

Jason understood him and pushed Luke toward the elevator.

Pierre watched them leave and could not help but say, "Luke, let's see how long you can act proud. Investigate me? We'll see if you have time to investigate me after today! Maybe you might even have to ask me to do you a favor!"

Luca frowned. Pierre's choice of words was strange.

After the past two incidents, he seemed very certain that Luke would not win the bid.

'Could it be that he knows I've stolen the proposal? If this is the case, he must be up to something.' Pierre was such a vicious person. He would use it as blackmail material and threaten her.

After all, she had hurt him before. Someone revengeful like him would not let her go so easily if he found something.

However, he just seemed sure that Luke would not win the bid and did nothing else.

Luca followed Luke into the elevator and glanced at Pierre before the doors closed.

He was still glaring at Luke.

When the two confronted each other, Pierre's expression was not calm. He had lost his demeanor, while Luke...

She lowered her head and glanced at him secretly. He looked normal, unaffected by what Pierre said.

Maybe she was overthinking and Pierre was just blindly confident, thinking that T Corporation would not win the bid.

Luke glanced at the elevator doors and said in a neutral tone, "The 31st floor."

Jason heard him and pressed the relevant button.

"Mr. Crawford, it's on the 23rd floor," Luca reminded him. The receptionist at the entrance of M Group had mentioned that the bidding meeting was being held on the 23rd floor.

"I have something that I need to attend to. I'm looking for the CEO of M Group," Luke said. The elevator arrived at the 23rd floor but continued its journey up.

Luca was deep in thought.

‘Does he have a backup plan since he's looking for the CEO of M Group? If so, is there still a chance that he would win the bid?'

When she was thinking about it, the elevator reached the 31st floor and the elevator doors slowly opened. The receptionist standing outside the elevator doors immediately stopped them when they intended to walk out.

"Are you here to participate in the bidding meeting? The meeting is held on the 23rd floor. This is the 31st floor. You're on the wrong floor," the receptionist said.

"Hello, I'm Jason from T Corporation. This is the CEO of our group, Mr. Crawford. We have something to discuss with your president, Mr. Marcos." Jason was polite.

"Mr. Crawford, I'm sorry. Our CEO has told us that he won't meet with anyone from any organizations before the meeting to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the process."

"Can you accommodate us? We're not here for the meeting. We're here for..." Jason tried to set something up.