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

Chapter 222 Luke Might See It...

That was the first time Bianca was called "Mommy."

For the typical person, that word was as normal as it could get. In fact, those were usually the first

words of a newborn baby.

However, to Bianca, those words were an unfamiliar luxury.

It was unfamiliar to her because ever since she knew how to speak, she had no one to call "Mommy."

In her twenty-four years of her life, she did not have the opportunity to call anyone that name.

She was pregnant at eighteen years old but was separated from her children at nineteen.

In the period she was studying overseas, she encountered many young mothers. Some of them were

single, and some of them were clinging on to their equally young husbands' arms. However, they had

their young children next to them, calling them "Mommy" in a different language.

Whenever Bianca saw that as she wandered on the streets, she would think of her children.

She wondered if they have the chance to call someone their "Mommy" like the other children. Perhaps

they would share a different fate than her.

No matter the season or occasion, she would be walking forlornly on those foreign roads by herself.

She would wonder where her children were and what they were doing, and if they would miss their

Mommy, just as she had missed her mother when she was a child. 1

When her father fell sick, and she had to bow to the harsh realities of life, she eventually forgot that

sentiment.

If that was how life would treat her, she did not have the luxury to fantasize about the love from a

mother or any familial relations.

After all, she had failed as a mother.

Bianca was flustered when Rainie called her "Mommy." She pressed her lips together and held the little

girl tightly in her arms.

The interior of the car fell silent. No one made a sound.

Through the rearview mirror, Luke looked at her daughter clinging onto Bianca.

Now that Rainie had called Bianca "Mommy," he felt as though he could be a proper father too.

Perhaps he was sharing Bianca's pride as a parent.

Tears welled up in Bianca's eyes. Her eyes turned red.

"What's wrong, Miss Bea? Are you unhappy that I called you Mommy?" Rainie looked at Bianca with

her crystal-clear eyes and blinked innocently. The more Bianca looked at Rainie, the more she thought

that the little girl looked like her.

"No, I love it a lot." Bianca looked blankly at the little girl in her arms. She felt like Rainie had once been

part of her.

Rainie did not know why Miss Bea was crying.

When her plump little hand touched Bianca's face, Bianca's phone started ringing.

"Return to your seat, Rainie." Luke did not smile much. When he said those words, it sounded like a

stern command.

Rainie obediently did what she was told.

"Aunt Wanda," Bianca answered the call from her aunt.

"Are you in the small town? I'll be transferring you a sum of money later in the afternoon," Wanda said.

"I'm in A City," Bianca said truthfully. “You're transferring so much money to me, Aunt Wanda, I..."

"What's wrong with your voice? You sound weird," Wanda interjected.

"No, perhaps I caught a cold..." "Since you're in A City, let's meet. You can tell me if you have any

concerns, ’ Wanda said.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bianca met with her aunt Wanda at a fifthfloor cafe in a shopping mall.

Wanda was sitting on a brown cloth seat in the cafe, sipping on her coffee. ’ I've never hidden anything

from you, Bianca. I don't have any children, my father is elderly, and my brother is sick. I've heard from

your grandfather that my brother feared your stepmother and that she was not a kind person. Were you

bullied?"

Bianca did not wish to talk about the times when she had to rely on another. "She was alright, but it's in

the past anyway." “Your aunt is perhaps the only relation that you have with some mobility. Who else

should I give my money to, if not to you?" Wanda said.

Bianca still could not accept it.

The woman sitting in front of her was not too old, and she was also beautiful and well-educated. Her

previous marriage was a blissful one too.

However, fate had played a trick on that woman by bestowing her with an incurable disease.

When they first met in the small town, Wanda had told Bianca about her disease and how long she had

to live.

That was when Bianca understood why her aunt Wanda had sent her grandfather back to the small

town to live alone and disappeared without a trace.

When Wanda found out about her disease, she had experienced unspeakable fear and suffering.

"If you feel pressured by taking this sum of money, then I can give you an idea. You have a degree in

design, right? You can take the money and start your own design studio. I have a few classmates from

college in the same industry. Perhaps I can hook you up with them," Wanda said helplessly.

Bianca still could not accept it...

"Treat it as though you're working for me. It's still better than working in your current job. Not only do

you have to work overtime, but you also don't have time to take care of your grandfather and father. If

you work for someone else, how are you going to realize your dreams? Does your company appreciate

what you do for them?" Wanda's words hit a soft spot in Bianca's heart.

Every design student ventured into the field because of their passion, but not many people would have

the opportunity to make it big.

Without anyone to put them in the spotlight, all they could do was to realize someone else's dreams. It

was a thankless grind...

Wanda thought that Bianca was stubborn. After coffee, Wanda took Bianca shopping in the mall.

Bianca said that she was not short of beauty cream and other supplements.

Eventually, they wandered to a lingerie store.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" When they arrived at the underwear section, Wanda turned around to ask

her conservatively dressed niece.

"I guess..." Bianca did not know how to explain her complicated situation to her aunt.

'What do you mean by that? Perhaps you have a crush, but you don't know how to win his heart?"

Wanda was concerned.

Bianca did not reply.

"You ought to flaunt your femininity. Look at the clothes you wear. I can guess that your underwear cant

be sexy."

Wanda picked out three sets of lingerie for Bianca.

"This is made of real silk. It'll fit the curves of your body very well... no man can resist these delicate,

feminine items..."

Bianca was blushing when her aunt said that.

Those pieces of underwear were too skimpy and bold.

She was worried that if she wore those, Luke might one day see it... 1