Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 121

Chapter 121 He Wanted Her To Want Him Willingly

When she looked at the glass of water, Bianca felt thirsty as well for sreason.

After he kissed her for almost the entire night, her lips were now dry and swollen.

She took the cup of water and drank it. She then put the glass down before getting out of bed. When she walked to the bathroom, she seemed to remember something and suddenly looked back. However, before she could ask where her clothes were, the man pulled her into his arms with one of his hands while his other big hand wrapped around her lower waist tightly. He went in for a hot kiss.

She exhausted all her strength to resist him. When she tried to grab his strong resisting arm, she felt something sticky...

When she turned to look at her hand, it turned out that his sleeves on his night robe had been stained with blood. Since his night robe was dark in color, she almost could not tell.

When his frantic kiss spread from her cheek to her lips, then to her neck, she saw that all her fingers were stained with the blood on his arm...

Bianca suddenly felt a sense of futility.

He was crazy. Helplessly crazy.

He continued to kiss her, and he started kissing every inch of her body.

As they kissed, he pushed her onto the bed.

When she lay down, Bianca had her eyes opened with despair as she stared at his body enveloping her. Her eyes were clear with a hint of hidden misery.

’Why did you stop? Have you had enough kisses?" She opened her mouth and asked the man who was staring at her with a frown.

Luke breathed heavily, his eyes cold. He knelt on the bed and stared at the woman under him for a long tbefore coldly saying, "How can I ever get enough of you?" Then, the man's big hand grasped her ankles, i

The man raised her legs high and pressed them by the sides of her head.

’Ouch!' Bianca cried out in pain.

The position made her feel ashamed, but she had no way to run.

The tie on Luke's night robe was loose and he pulled it apart.

Bianca watched as his scary thing was released.

’You want it now? Did Jean make you sad again last night so you want to repeat the sthing to him today? Seducingto get your revenge on him?" Luke said angrily and shoved one-third of it into her at the stime. 1

Bianca sucked painfully through her teeth. She trembled and had her eyes furrowed as she shook her head. ’If you want to do it, finish quickly. I'm sure you'll be satisfied either way."

He had a strong possessive desire for her and always got what he wanted.

Last night, she was sure that she had been drugged. After the incident, she was extra careful when she went out. She would never touch anything from Jean. If Jean stood one meter away from her, she would walk away in fright.

However, she still failed to protect herself.

Such a life was too tiring.

She just wanted her dad to recover, her grandpa to be happy, and to live a simple life like a normal person. However, it seemed that even the pursuit of a simple life had becunattainable.

She had never wanted to die then and there so badly before.

She would rather endure all the hardships and evils all by herself.

If she died, she would be free from everything. The moment she closed her eyes, she would finally feel a sense of calm that she had never felt before, 1

However, the relationship she had with Allison would probably make her end up in hell after she died. She wondered what kind of torture she would have to endure in hell.

"Get out." Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice cfrom on top of her body.

Her body felt lighter as the man on top of her got up and walked to the bathroom. He emphasized his words when he said, "I never want to see you ever again."

Luke stood in the bathroom with a darkened face. He lit a cigarette and furrowed his eyebrows with his eyes closed. He bit the cigarette with his teeth, blowing out a puff of smoke.

The images in his mind were all from last night, especially of her chest being grabbed by his big hands.

When she was asleep, she was much more obedient than she was after waking up.

At that moment, Luke finally understood the truth. Something done without consent did not taste as sweet.

He wanted her to want him willingly.

Bianca thought she would not be able to get out of it that morning. After all, he often went crazy.

Luke entered the bathroom and cout quickly. He went to the balcony without saying a word.

She went to the bathroom to look for her clothes. However, when she picked up her pile of clothes, she found that she could not wear them at all as they were all wet. She looked around and found a baggie.

She put the clothes into the baggie and buttoned up the pajamas that she was wearing as well as belting the night robe properly. She went out with that on.

It did not really matter what she wore out anyway. If she did not show anything she did not want to show, it was fine. Compared with other clothes, the night robe covered her up nicely. She carried her things and quickly went to the entrance hall to get her shoes.

Bang!

Blanche was awakened by the sound of the door closing.

"Aunt Bea?” Blanche suddenly opened his eyes and got out of bed. Sure enough, he saw his father standing at the balcony with both of his hands on the railing, looking down.

Every tDaddy stood that way, it meant that he was in a bad mood.

Blanche remembered Great-grandpa telling him that when Grandpa passed away, Daddy did not cry because Grandpa was a scumbag who married two wives. Since he brought back both women, Blanche had two grandmas. Grandma Allison and Grandma Susan.

Of course, he knew that Grandma Allison was the mistress.

A mistress gave birth to Daddy.

Blanche was still young and did not understand much, but after Greatgrandpa’s indoctrination and guidance, he understood that Daddy loved and hated Grandpa at the stime. It was a very messy feeling.

After all, Grandpa was part of the reason that Daddy was alive.

Great-grandpa had been frank before and said that Uncle Louis should not hate Daddy because Daddy did not choose to have a mistress as a mommy when he cinto this world.

Blanche usually overheard the elders in the family quarreling.

Great-grandpa scolded Grandma Susan that day as he said, "Without Luke, 100 companies would all end in bankruptcy if they were in your hands.

Louis is a kind man, but he’s not made for the business world."

Grandma Susan said, "Old man, you don’t have to make excuses for your partiality. Everyone in the Crawford family owes me, especially Allison and her son!"

"Luke doesn't owe you anything!" Great-grandpa's voice broke as he said, ’ Don’t think I don’t know what you've done! Back then when Luke was a high school student, we sent him to a small town to study. But that wasn’t enough for you, was it? You had to send someone to kill him. Well, little did you know, the person you sent to kill him told Allison about it, so Allison warned Luke to be extra careful. Luke even decided that he's had enough living beneath the shadows as the mistress' son. He decided that if he was killed, he could redeem his mother's sins and reincarnate as a boy in an ordinary family. I’m grateful that God allowed my grandson to live." 2

Blanche hid the adults' secrets in his heart. As he grew wiser every day, he felt even sadder for Daddy. He hoped that Daddy would marry Aunt Bea so that he would not eat, smoke, or watch the news alone.

Daddy's lonely life was far too tedious and boring.

When Luke cback from the balcony, he glanced at his son.

’Daddy, I know Aunt Bea's gone," the little guy tried to comfort Daddy as he muttered. He was worried that Daddy was too sad, so he followed Daddy's big and tall body into the bedroom. 1

Luke went to the bathroom, closed the door, and separated himself from the chattering.

Mr. Chatterbox was still talking but something had attracted his attention. He saw a small box on the ground. He crouched down, picked it up as he looked at it, and muttered, ’Le-vo-nor-gest-rel? For emergency contraception..."

Mr. Chatterbox scratched his head and opened the bathroom door. He showed the unopened medicine box and asked, "Daddy, is this box of medicine yours or Aunt Bea’s?"