Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 441

Chapter 441 The Children Are Not Happy About How Their Father Pampers Bianca

She did not know why she felt so uneasy the night before. Perhaps her pregnancy was affecting her mood.

The unease was caused by something unknown. Even though Luke was by her side, that did not alleviate her worries even by a little bit.

Now that she saw that the father and his two children were interacting normally, she felt as though she was alive once more.

She felt a little guilty when she saw on her watch that it was ten o'clock.

She knew that the other three people were waiting for her to make breakfast, but she had overslept...

"Mommy, you're awake!" The observant Rainie was the first to notice Bianca.

She tossed her brush away, ran next to Bianca, stood on tiptoe, and gently touched her mother's stomach. ’Hi, Little Bro! I'm your Big Sis Rainie! Were you behaving when you were sleeping in Mommy's tummy last night?"

It was her habit to speak to the unborn child every morning.

She did not know whether the baby in Bianca's womb was a boy or a girl, but thanks to Lanie's persuasion, she had believed that the baby must be a boy.

Bianca's heart softened when she saw her daughter's cute actions.

She hugged Rainie closer, crouched down, and kissed her forehead. "Little Bro is behaving, just like Rainie." "When is Little Bro coming out, Mommy? I want to play with him so much," Rainie asked softly.

Bianca rubbed her stomach and smiled gently. "He'll need a few more months."

After mother and daughter chatted for a while, Bianca realized that she had to make breakfast. "I'll go and prepare breakfast," she said.

Luke looked at Bianca indulgently. "I've ordered food delivery, and we're just waiting for you to wake up so we can eat. The two children had sbread and milk. At least I'm not starving them."

Bianca felt relieved.

Somehow, she had been sleeping in more often than before.

She was worried that it might affect her work.

If she stayed at hduring her entire term of pregnancy, she was afraid that she might be bored out of her mind.

She could not bear to see herself idle.

Ten minutes later, breakfast arrived.

There was a lot of food. There were delicious sandwiches, layer cakes, eggs done in different ways, soups, juices, dairy products, and two boxes of nutritious fruits suitable for pregnant women.

As they ate, Luke carefully peeled a hard-boiled egg for Bianca, filled up her plate with food, and her bowl with oatmeal. He was worried that the oatmeal was too hot, and so he blew on it until it cooled down before handing the bowl to her. He was only one step away from spoon-feeding her.

The two children rolled their eyes when they saw how their father pampered their mother.

They felt that their Mommy was so lucky. Even they had not been pampered like that before.

Bianca was embarrassed.

The man had becmore and more considerate of her after she was pregnant, and he was taking care of her like a child. Bianca felt awkward at first, but she eventually got used to it...

After breakfast, the two children played games while Bianca sat on the couch and scrolled through her Facebook timeline.

From the posts, she knew that Sue had gone to the hairstylist, but the results were below expectations.

Sue had wanted to style her waist-length curly hair into a Korean wave perm, but the hairstylist messed it up. Sue posted her ugly hairstyle with a crying emoji covering her face.

Bianca could not help but chuckle when she saw Sue's new hairstyle. She generously gave the photo a Like.

A few seconds later, Sue responded to her with a disgusted emoji.

Bianca laughed and continued scrolling.

She saw that Nina posted several photos with scute children. The location was at a nearby orphanage.

Needless to say, Nina was doing charity work.

Ever since she recovered from her abortion, Nina was carefree and cheerful as ever, though Bianca could tell that it was different from before.

Nina might be smiling, but there was a hint of sorrow in her smile. Bianca felt helpless and sad, but on top of that was guilt.

She sighed and continued scrolling. She saw Queenie posting a photo of a stern old man with a single- word caption.

"Prayers."

That was Queenie's only post for a while, and the photo was taken off the Internet. However, Bianca could sense that something had happened.

She could feel her heart beat faster.

After thinking carefully, Bianca sent a private message to Queenie. [Good morning, Mrs. Norman. I'm Bianca Rayne, the designer from T Corporation.

I saw your latest post, and pardonfor asking, is Old Mr. Norman OK?]

After sending the message, Bianca felt that she might have been forward. She was worried that Mrs. Norman might mistake that she was thinking ill of the old man.

Even so, Bianca did not hesitate when she was typing the message.

She thought that the usually busy Mrs. Norman might not be online.

However, she received a reply from Queenie in less than a minute.

[Yes, Old Mrs. Norman isn't feeling well lately. He was suffering from a clogged artery yesterday, but luckily he was resuscitated in time. He's fine now. Thank you for your concern, Ms. Rayne.]

Bianca's heart skipped a beat when she read Queenie's message.

She remembered seeing Old Mr. Norman at his birthday party. Back then, the old man seemed energetic and healthy. Why would that seemingly healthy old man suddenly suffer from a clogged

artery?

Bianca felt bad for the old man who was tormented by illness.

She thought for a while and sent Queenie another message. [If that's the case, he should rest more and avoid strenuous activities, emotional agitation, and sudden temperature changes. I hope he gets well soon...]

Soon, Queenie replied. [My father-in-law was just talking about you earlier. He said that the construction of his new house will start soon, but he wants to discuss sdetails with you. Are you free today, Ms. Rayne? If you are, you can cover to his house for a bit. My father-in-law wants to meet you."

Bianca placed her phone away and did not know how to feel. Even if Queenie did not mention it, she would pay Old Mr. Norman a visit anyway.

They did not have too many interactions, but somehow Bianca felt a peculiar kindness from him, as though he were her grandfather... 1