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.

she looked at him with unfocused eyes. "How did you get in here? Why are

on the heater when it's so cold? Don't you know that you have

I don't need your care..." Bianca tried to struggle out of his arms. Not only was she delirious

placed his palm on her red-hot forehead and cheeks

jacket, grabbed her struggling hands, and draped the jacket over her body. "Stop fooling around. You're sick. I'll take 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

their way down the stairs, they bumped into Daisy, who had just gotten back

hard when she saw the young and

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 a lot

her friends. However, Daisy was worried about the fact that her daughter did not have a boyfriend

eventually find a rich boyfriend, and she did not urge her daughter to go

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

drive that car the last time he was in the neighborhood. She was unhappy that a loose woman like Bianca could find herself that rich boyfriend. 1 'This man looks not

her daughter would be able to

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

that was parked outside the neighborhood and placed

hugged her shoulders and curled on the seat without saying a word. Her gaze was hollow and lacking

saw that he was about to start the engine and suddenly opened the car door. She did not want to be in

the door. He

want to be together with you,”