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

Looking at the waitress, Luca wondered if she should tell her that Luke was not fond of fruit juices, no matter how

fresh it was.

The moment the glass was put in front of Luke, he took it and put it in front of Luca.

The waitress was surprised, but she smiled. “You’re so considerate to your wife, Sir. Fresh orange juice has Vitamin

C, which is good for women’s skin. I’ll bring you another glass.”

When Luca heard that, she said, “It’s fine. He doesn’t like fruit juice.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Luke turned his head to look at her.

How did she know that he did not like fruit juice?

Luke had never told anyone else that he did not like fruit juice. He did not say that when he was in the hospital.

The waitress nodded and said, “I see. You’re so considerate, Madam. Sir, should I get you another drink?”

“It’s fine.” Luke sipped the glass of tap water next to him. He did not point out the waitress’s mistake again.

Luca felt even more awkward as the waitress mentioned her in the same sentence as Luke. She wanted to explain,

but seeing that Luke did not say anything, she did not want to make the situation awkward.

The waitress nodded and placed the glass of orange juice at Tommy’s seat. “Have some orange juice, my young

guest!”

When Tommy heard that, he turned his head and asked, “Ma’am, what are the names of the two tortoises?”

“They’re Madrid and Manchester,” the waitress answered with a smile. After distributing the orange juice, she set

the cutlery on the table.

Luca smiled slightly when she heard that. It seemed that the restaurant owner was a soccer fan, which was why

they named the pet tortoises using famous soccer club names.

Luke noticed the smile on Luca’s face. Was she smiling because of the names of the tortoises?

“Nice to meet you, Madrid and Manchester!” Tommy greeted the two tortoises with a grin, then returned to his

seat.

The waitress had placed the glass closer to the center of the table in case the boy knocked it off the edge.

Luca noticed that Tommy was reaching out to the glass. She took the glass and placed it in his hand.

Tommy grinned brilliantly at her and quietly drank his orange juice.

Luca wondered why he did not say “Thank you” like he always did. He only grinned at her as though he was

deliberately doing so. Was it because of what the waitress called her?

Luke did not explain it to the waitress, and Tommy seemed to have accepted it.

The waitress left the room after setting up the cutlery.

The situation did not become any less awkward even though the waitress had left. Luca noticed that Tommy had

finished half of his glass. Thinking that he liked the juice, she placed the glass that Luke had handed to her in front

of him.

“Thank you, Ms. Luca,” Tommy said.

Luca smiled to make herself feel less awkward. She thought that the father and son were deliberately giving the

waitress the wrong impression.

She averted their gaze and began to drink her juice.

“How do you know that I don’t like fruit juice?” Luke asked while gazing profoundly at her. He was trying to probe

for something.

Tommy did not sense the gravity of the situation. He also asked, “That’s right, Ms. Luca. Daddy doesn’t like milk and

fruit juice. How did you know?”

Luca grinned to mask her anxiety. She tried her best to speak casually, “I noticed that you didn’t seem to drink any

milk or juice while we were in New York, so I guessed that you don’t drink anything other than plain water and black

coffee.”

‘Is that really the case?’

Luke noticed Luca’s unnatural reaction. He did not believe her, though he did not ask any more questions.

He knew that he was not going to get any useful information from her if she was making up stories.

Even so, he could not help but think that Luca knew him very well. She even knew about his drink preferences.

Many women vied for his attention, but none of them knew him as well as Luca did. Other than Jason and his family

members, no one knew about his drink preferences.

That included the impostor Bianca.

The impostor Bianca had tried to show she cared for him by bringing him a glass of warm milk to the study on most

nights. She told him that he should drink milk instead of coffee, and he should rest more.

Luke would finish the milk as he looked at her face, but he had never told her how much he hated drinking milk.

He thought that the people from the Island of Despair did not know that about him. Otherwise, they would not have

made such a mistake.

If Luca was from the Island of Despair, how would she know so much about his daily habits?

Luke did not understand the woman in front of him.

The more mysterious Luca was, the more interested Luke became.

Soon, the waitress brought them their food. After eating, the three people walked toward the neighborhood.

The sky was already darkening, and the cold wind began to blow. As Luca glanced at the lingering glow at the

horizon, she realized that it was going to be winter soon.

It had been three years since she last saw snow.

She remembered spending her first New Year’s Day with Luke. It felt as though the fireworks display had only

happened yesterday.

She closed her eyes. The exploding fireworks seemed to echo in her ears.

“We’re here, Ms. Luca!” Tommy wagged her hand and reminded her.

Luca came to her senses. A gust of cold wind blew into her face and woke her up.

She let go of the child’s hand and said, “Thank you for the dinner today, Mr. Crawford. You should go home soon.”

“Ms. Luca, Daddy and I will send you off first,” Tommy spoke like a young gentleman.

Luca smiled. She knew that they would not leave if they did not see her enter the elevator.

She turned around and went into the apartment.

As Tommy watched Luca leave, he mumbled, “Daddy, Ms. Luca doesn’t seem sentimental at all.”

“Sentimental?” Luke frowned and looked at him. Where did he learn that word?

“Yeah, isn’t that how it is on TV soap operas? When the guy sends the girl home, the girl will turn back to look at the

guy as she walks away. Ms. Luca didn’t turn her head at all. It seems that you’re not charming enough, Daddy,”

Tommy said derisively.