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

Chapter 467 You Are My Mrs. Crawford

In the mansion.

Luke stood on the spacious balcony. He smoked cigarette after cigarette, and his gaze fell on the blooming cherry

blossoms downstairs.

The cherry tree was filled with flowers. The petals fell as the wind blew past, and the ground seemed to be covered

in a pink carpet.

Bianca loved plants, and that was why that mansion had a lush garden. It was Luke's present for her.

He wanted to give her a surprise, but unexpectedly...

Luke narrowed his eyes as he looked at the falling cherry blossom petals. He stubbed out the cigarette and flicked it

into a nearby ashtray.

Then, he walked toward the master bedroom.

The door opened.

In the room were two caretakers that were currently nursing Bianca.

They stood up when they saw Luke enter. "Mr. Crawford," they greeted him respectfully.

A hint of dearness flashed in Luke's eyes as he looked at Bianca's pale face. "How is the missus?"

One of the caretakers replied, "Dr. Sykes had given her an injection an hour ago, and her fever has subsided. She is

still sleeping, perhaps she is too tired..."

Luke waved at them, instructing them to leave the room.

The two caretakers left the room while carefully closing the door behind them.

Only he and Bianca remained in the room.

Luke sat next to the bed, and his palm gently caressed her cheek.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon. The warm rays of sunshine fell on her face.

The woman's face was pale, and her brows were tightly furrowed. That was a sign that she was not in a good

mood.

That made him feel sorry for her.

Hours ago, her rejection of his proposal was as painful as countless needles stabbing into his heart.

He knew that the rejection was most likely not her intention, but he was nonetheless very bothered by it.

He had thought of staying single for all his life until he met her. He wanted so much to make her Mrs. Crawford.

She also could not wait for the day to come. However, something must have happened that made the situation turn

out this way.

Luke felt inexplicable bitterness as he stared at Bianca.

He wanted to smoke again.

However, the urge soon passed.

Bianca did not like him smoking so often, especially after she became pregnant. She would be repulsed by the

stench of cigarettes, and Luke had tried to get rid of the habit. He would only smoke whenever he was too stressed

at work.

He swore that he would find out the truth of the matter.

He turned to look at Bianca lying on the bed; she was as fragile as a glass doll.

He leaned forward, gently sucked on her curvaceous lips, and could not help but mumble to himself, "Why did you

suddenly change your mind? I've already decided that you shall be my Mrs. Crawford, and I will never let you go...

Luke pried open her jaw, and his kiss became more and more intense. He could not control his passions.

Bianca was awakened by his movements.

She struggled to open her eyes. The sunlight from outside shone on Luke's face, and the sight of him took her

breath away.

Bianca suddenly remembered how she had cruelly rejected his proposal at the ceremony last night. At that

moment, he looked as helpless as an abandoned child.

She became wide awake when the feelings of guilt and unease overcame her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Bianca could not stop apologizing. Her gaze was suffused by pain and apology.

Luke was right in front of her, but she dared not look into his eyes.

"I'm OK." Luke gently held Bianca's face and kissed her on the forehead." You know that I'm always willing to forgive

you no matter what you did. I can't bear to scold you."

Bianca lowered her head.

"Bianca Rayne," Luke suddenly called out her name. His tone was even gentler than before, as though he was

trying to coax a naughty child. "Stay with me forever, alright?"

Bianca's eyelashes stopped trembling. She stared at him blankly.

She had humiliated him in public. Did he not mind it at all?

Bianca closed her eyes to hide from his overbearing gaze. "I'm sorry, I... I can't..." She said with much difficulty.

Luke was not angry. Instead, he propped himself up and sat at the edge of the bed.

He gently pecked her lips. "Why?" He asked gently.

She was his obsession.

His black-and-white world was filled with color ever since he met her. He would never let her go.

Bianca curled up in his lap like a helpless little animal.

She was overcome by a complicated mix of emotions, and she hugged him subconsciously.

She could hear his resonant voice echoing in his chest cavity and enter her ear. "Don't be afraid, Bianca. I'm here

for you no matter what."

Tears nearly gushed out of Bianca's eyes when she heard that. 1

She knew that she had hurt him.

She had removed the knife that was stuck to her chest and stabbed it into his heart. She was immensely guilty of

that, but she had no other choice.

Bianca knew that Luke was hurt. She was too.

The pain spread through every corner of her heart and made her sleepless. 1

She looked outside of the window.

It was spring, and the sun was shining brightly.

In her eyes were tender blooms and newly sprouted leaves.

Bianca hugged his arm and said weakly, "Don't force me..."

She could not tell him the matter about the CD, nor did she want to trouble him with it.

The woman had threatened her that if Luke found out about the CD, she would publicize it as much as she was

able. Not only would the Central Integrity Committee know about it, but she would spread it to all major news

networks. The situation would definitely be out of their control.

Luke hugged Bianca tightly. "Alright, I won't force you. Take a good rest. I'll be by your side."

When Bianca was not looking, the man's expression became serious.

He had already instructed Jason to track down Bianca's whereabouts over the past few days.

He should be getting the results by tomorrow.

At the Norman residence.

Charmaine was surprised when she stepped into Leia's closet. It was neat and extravagant, and it was bigger than

her bedroom by several times.

The rows of beautiful and trendy clothes, footwear on different designs, branded handbags, and exquisite

accessories in the glass display dazzled her.

"You've done a good job, Charmaine."

Leia noticed the greed in Charmaine's gaze.

However, she remained gentle and earnest. "Bianca had rejected Luke's proposal at the ceremony. That's a blow to

the Crawford family's reputation, and it'll make Luke the subject of ridicule. Even if Luke loved her, the family would

not accept her again. I'm happy, Charmaine. As a reward, you can take anything that catches your eye here."

Charmaine was eager to lay her hands on those luxury items, but she restrained herself. "Is that true, Leia?" She

said with a flattering smile on her face.

She might be the third daughter of the Weish family, but she was bullied by her mother and the other siblings

because she was born out of wedlock. She barely got enough pocket money, and she could not afford all those

luxury items.

Now that Leia was willing to let her take whatever she wanted, and most of the items were so new that their tags

were still intact, she was overjoyed.

"Of course!" Leia said with a smile. However, her tone of voice suddenly changed, "However, I'll still have to trouble

you with another task..."