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

Chapter 287 Let Me Out, Luke

Luke's arm muscles tensed. He confirmed that the house was indeed Bianca's, then knocked on the window and said softly. "It's me, Bianca. Can you open the door? Or the window?"

Luke called out several times, but there was no response. He wondered if Bianca could hear him.

That made Luke nervous. Did something happen to Bianca?

He instantly lost his composure when he thought of that. Moving along the balcony, he arrived at the window of her bedroom. Fortunately, the window was not locked, and he quickly climbed into the room.

Instead of feeling the warm air from the heater, the temperature in the room was the same as outside. He shivered uncontrollably.

The room was dark and quiet, as though no one lived in the house. That made him feel more uneasy than ever. He quickly opened the bedroom door and went out to the living room!

Instantly, he saw Bianca curled up on the couch, only dressed in thin pajamas.

She seemed to be lost in her own world, not realizing Luke's intrusion.

Looking at how lonely she was, Luke was astonished.

He could not help but to walk toward her, crouch down, and hug her close in his arms. His hand touched his abnormally hot forehead, and all those harsh words he planned to say instantly turned into a gentle, helpless call." Bianca..."

Bianca's hollow gaze turned around. She was shocked when she saw that Luke was in her house, but her gaze turned cold and indifferent right after that.

unfocused eyes. "How did you get in here? Why are you

helpless when he saw Bianca behaving that way. "Why didn't you turn on the heater when

so childish?" "Go away. I don't need your care..." Bianca tried to struggle out of his arms. Not only was she delirious because of

palm on her

you to the hospital." "You don't have to care about me... who am I to you? Whatever happens to me is my own problem. There's nothing for you to worry about. Go away. I don't want to see you..." Bianca sobbed. Luke could tell from her voice

stairs, they bumped into Daisy, who had just

hard when she saw the young and handsome

her, Daisy's expression scrunched up into a disdainful sneer. She wondered why that

Bianca and was working in a major newspaper as a junior reporter. She might be a new worker, but Daisy felt that her daughter had

when she talked to her friends. However,

imagined that her daughter would eventually find a rich boyfriend, and she did

car parked there. The street lights might be dim, but she was materialistic

that a loose woman like Bianca could find herself that rich boyfriend. 1 'This man looks not bad. He's

her daughter would be able

entire focus was on Bianca. He did not notice Daisy absorbed in her fantasies, much less

Bianca to his car that was parked outside the

curled on the seat without saying a word. Her gaze was hollow

suddenly opened the car door. She did not want to

the door. He wrenched her head around so that

struggled away. ”1 don't want to be together with you,”