Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

"Bianca told me that..." Louis did not dare to tell him the truth, but he could not think of a lie that could fool the very smart Luke

While he said that, he got stuck and could not continue his sentence.

Luke fiercely squeezed a cigarette in the ashtray. He picked up his car keys and planned to leave. "How can you drive after drinking so much alcohol? You'll regret it when you wake up tomorrow!" Louis had not ever seen Luke drunk. That was the first time he did not want his brother to get into an accident.

"If you want to go somewhere, I'll get the driver to send you there.”

Louis successfully persuaded him to let go of the car keys.

The whole city was flooded by the heavy rain.

Under the rainy night sky, Luke did not let the driver drive him nor was Louis allowed to follow him. He was drenched when he arrived at the neighborhood where Bianca lived.

At her door, the man rang the doorbell for the first time, the second time, the third...

The rented place was not expensive as the facilities were only subpar. For example, the doorbell did not work. When someone pressed the doorbell from the outside, the red light would flash, but the person inside could not hear it.

The neighbor who was an old couple had not slept yet and could feel that there was someone outside.

When they opened the door to take a look, they saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the opposite door. His facial features were tough, and the watch on his wrist was a luxury watch. Moreover, the type of phone in his hand made him look like an extraordinary person.

However, the extraordinary-looking man was soaked and reeked of alcohol as well as the smell of rain. He looked quite pitiful at that moment.

"Sorry if I've disturbed your rest.” Even though Luke was drunk, he still had a sense of reason. He did not act like a big boss and apologized to the tenant at the door.

"It's fine. Are you looking for someone?”

The neighbor remembered that two girls had recently moved in.

However, they noticed that there was only one girl left at the place opposite their place since yesterday. Moreover, she had brought her grandfather from the countryside to the city to take care of him. She seemed like a filial and good girl.

"Yeah, I am.” Luke nodded, his straight figure standing in the sight of the neighbor.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and flyers about drain cleaning were put up around the place. The 50-year-old woman who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses looked at the drenched man and said, "Are you looking for your girlfriend?”

Luke was about to nod but remembered Bianca's words before getting out of the car. "Let's cut this knot smoothly and officially break up.” He could not nod.

If he told them that she was an ex-girlfriend, the neighbors might think that he had ill-intentions and came to pester his ex-girlfriend late at night.

"My ex-wife." Luke found the most appropriate title to call Bianca at the moment.

"Ex-wife? Are you her ex-husband? I didn't know she was married.” The aunty thought for a while and asked with a hint of gossip, "When did you guys divorce? It looks like the two of you are living separately.”

Luke nodded and said, "We just divorced this afternoon.”

"Alright, then take your time. Be patient. You're young, after all. As long as the two of you still have feelings for each other, there's nothing that you can't get through.” The uncle finished speaking and pulled back the gossiping wife.

When they closed their door, the aunty looked at the foreign classic romance novels that she had been reading a few pages of and could not help but sigh. "Just now, it felt as if I was in a romance movie. I hope that the couple next door will have a good ending.”

The uncle who preferred listening to Kevin Hart's stand-up comedy disdainfully curled his lips. "Do you even know them? Or understand their situation? Maybe he cheated on the girl.”

“Impossible.” The aunty’s eyes glimmered with the light of literature and art. She said sadly, "I could see the love from the man’s eyes. From his head to his toes, I could tell that it was love. A love that sinks you in.”

The uncle told her, "You can go ahead and read your novel. I'll listen to some Kevin Hart to quickly to forget about this..."

Nina called Bianca early in the morning.

"Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up? It's on my way.”

"No, it's alright. I'm going to the hospital,” Bianca said to Nina while she washed her face. She was on speakerphone and had her phone on the sink.

She was afraid that Nina would see how horrible she looked.

"Alright. Remember to eat your breakfast. Take care of yourself." Nina was driving and hung up after speaking.

Bianca washed her face and drank half a cup of water. She did not have the energy nor time to make breakfast. She planned to go downstairs to the supermarket to get a piece of bread and milk to take on the road.

She grabbed her bag and was ready to go to work.

The box of cigarettes and lighter on the coffee table caught her eyes. Every corner of the cigarette box attracted her attention. She could not forget how great it felt to cry after smoking a cigarette last night.

When her entire body was immersed in the curling smoke and the smell permeated every corner, her sadness seemed to fade a little...

She picked up the cigarette box and lighter and put them in her bag.

The moment she put on her shoes and opened the door, she smelled the familiar smell of smoke. The next moment, she raised her head and saw a pair of eyes that looked even more tired than hers. Luke had both of his hands in his trouser pockets. His tall and straight figure stood in front of the door. He had a cigarette that was almost finished in his mouth while his eyes were scarily bloodshot. Bianca calmed down for more than ten seconds before she stood her ground and walked out.

Now that she had decided to completely ignore him, she must do it. Otherwise, everything would be for nothing.

There was no way to turn that thing around. Her relationship with that man must never go further. Very few people would dare to cross the line of nature's moral principles.

The only way was to move backward while she looked at his tempting face. The only thing she could do was continue moving backward.

Luke did not allow her to go to work. He did not let her leave either. He pressed his heavy and sturdy body against hers. He pressed her down onto the wall outside the door with his body while she was unguarded.

Bianca did not know how long he had been standing there, but he was wearing yesterday's outfit. "What are you doing? We're over."

Luke was irritated by those words. He threw the cigarette away from his cold and thin lips and kissed her while he held her face with both of his hands. He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely and frantically.

Bianca struggled desperately. The moment he kissed her, Allison's face and those words popped into her mind...

"Uh... You... Uh..." In any case, she could not push his stubborn and angry body away.

The cigarette between the man’s fingers was still burning. The hot smoke from it crept toward her ears...

After kissing for a long time, Luke finally let go of her when he tasted blood in his mouth. Since he was not afraid of her biting and struggling, the tip of his tongue was badly bitten by the crying Bianca.

Luke lowered his head while he still had her body trapped against him. He looked at her with his tired bloodshot eyes while his voice was tender, impulsive, and domineering. He asked, “What happened? Weren't we good just the day before yesterday?"

"That's irrelevant. I've told you. The day before yesterday, I didn't know Jean impregnated the woman...” Bianca made up a lie against her conscience. She tried hard not to tear up, but her red eyes betrayed her.

Luke rubbed her tear-stained cheek with his thumb. His voice was hoarse. "I'm sorry. Throughout my 29 years of living, I've only ever liked you. I have no experience, so I didn’t know how to handle it and somehow, I've made things worse.

"One lifetime is a long time for me. I hope that you can understand that meeting the wrong person is more terrifying than living alone for the rest of my life. Are you really sure that we're... Not the right person for each other?"