Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

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? NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

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

Luke felt helpless when he saw Bianca behaving that way. "Why didn't you turn on the heater when it's so cold? Don't you know that you have a fever?

Why are you 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 her fever, but she was also feeling resentful and angry.

Luke placed his palm on her red-hot forehead and cheeks and sighed.

He went to the bedroom and took out a down 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 to see you..." Bianca sobbed. Luke could tell from her voice that her nose was blocked.

On their way down the stairs, they bumped into Daisy, who had just gotten back from playing bridge with her friends.

She frowned hard when she saw the young and handsome man carry Bianca carefully in his arms.

After they walked past her, Daisy's expression scrunched up into a disdainful sneer. She wondered why that man would be so protective of that loose woman.

There was another reason why Daisy felt disdainful toward Bianca. Her daughter was about the same age as 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 of potential.

That was why Daisy had boasted that her daughter was an outstanding woman when she talked to her friends. However, Daisy was worried about the fact that her daughter did not have a boyfriend yet.

She imagined that her daughter would eventually find a rich boyfriend, and she did not urge her daughter to go into a relationship.

When she arrived at her neighborhood, she was awestruck by the appearance of a luxury car parked there. The street lights might be dim, but she was materialistic enough to know what the car was worth.

Daisy had seen the man 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 bad. He's handsome and rich. If I have the chance, I'll introduce my daughter to him,' Daisy thought.

She imagined that her daughter would be able to charm the man's feelings.

Meanwhile, Luke's entire focus was on Bianca. He did not notice Daisy absorbed in her fantasies, much less realized that he had become Daisy's ideal candidate as a son-in-law...

Luke carried Bianca to his car that was parked outside the neighborhood and placed her on the side passenger seat.

Bianca's hands hugged her shoulders and curled on the seat without saying a word. Her gaze was hollow and lacking the usual vigor.

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

Before she could get down, Luke pulled her wrist and locked the door. He wrenched her head around so that she faced him. "What happened to you, Bianca?"

Bianca struggled away. ”1 don't want to be together with you,” she said coldly.

Seeing that Bianca would rather look out of the window than at himself, Luke's anger rose.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly and said, "I know that I was wrong last night, Bianca, and I've already apologized to you... I don't know what I should do so that you won't be angry with me. Can you tell me so that I'll do it?"

Bianca closed her eyes and ignored him. She pulled on the car door handle, but the door did not budge. She turned her head and said coldly," Let me out, Luke."

There were too many misunderstandings between them. His actions and words the night before had hurt her too much.

If all it took to redeem oneself was a word of apology, there would be so many more evil-doers in the world.

Bianca pushed the car door again. Seeing that the door remained closed, she turned around and glared at him. "Let me our!"

Bianca's face was flushed from the fever, and she was coughing from anger. Luke narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He put on the seatbelt for Bianca and started the car. "I'll take you to the hospital first. We can discuss anything when we get back."

Bianca slumped on the seat with a calm expression as though she had lost all her strength.

She knew the man's character. There was no point butting heads with that dominating man.

As the car sped along the road, Bianca turned to look outside the window, not willing to look at him.

Luke's gaze was dangerously gloomy. He floored the gas pedal and drove the car at maximum speed.

At the hospital's parking lot, Luke carried Bianca in her arms and dashed toward the outpatient department...