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

"I don't want to be around him." Nina shook her head as she looked at the slightly drunk man. Although he had

never pestered her during this period, a drunk man could do anything. She was unwilling to keep him company.

Luke frowned. “His driver is not here yet. It's not appropriate for him to drive after drinking so much.

And he's helping to look for Luca too. You know that. If Pierre is the one who did this, then Percy will be the quickest

one to find out about it. Otherwise, we won't be able to get any news on Luca later. What if it's really Pierre who's

behind this? He has the whole night to transfer Luca somewhere else.”

What Luke said was reasonable.

Nina hesitated for a moment. She was not worried about what Percy would do to her after he got drunk. She was

more worried about Luca.

She was partly responsible for it if Luca was really kidnapped by Pierre. After all, if it had not been for her, Luca

would not have gone against Pierre.

"Fine..." Nina sounded helpless.

Percy, who was narrowing his eyes, looked like he was drunk. However, he was just a little tipsy. He was not

completely drunk. At least, he could understand what they were talking about.

He said to himself, 'Luke Crawford is a true brother.'

He knew Percy was still in love with Nina. Hence, he made this arrangement.

"Then I'll leave him to you. Ask the manager to put it on my bill when you're about to leave." Luke left the private

room after that.

Nina stood still for a while. There was an awkward silence in the air. Then, she turned to look at Percy. "Are you

done drinking?"

"Aren't you tired standing here?" Percy answered her with another question. It was rare to see him curling the

corners of his lips into a smile.

There was a wave of burning anger in Nina's heart, but she did not know why she could not release it. She had no

idea how and where that anger came from.

It was tiring to stand for so long. However, she was able to think more when she was tired.

"When are you going back?" she asked.

Percy smiled and pointed at the remaining half a bottle of wine on the table. "I'll go back when I finish this."

Nina was stunned. She clenched her fists. He still wanted to drink.

“Drinking too much will keep you from getting down to business!"

"Business? Do you mean finding Luca? I have nothing to do with this. And I'm just offering my help as a friend. Nina,

how long have you known Luca? Yet you're so concerned about her? You've known me for so long. Why don't you

care about me?" Percy made fun of her. It seemed like he was jealous of Luca, but he was not that childish to really

be jealous of her.

"Enough." Nina rolled her eyes and turned around. "Finish your drink quickly. I'll drive you home."

Percy replied to her with a hum, sounding a little lazy. "Why don't you finish it for me? Then I can go back."

"I don't drink." Nina clenched her fists. She turned around without noticing the gleam that flashed across the man's

eyes.

He was not drunk at all. When Nina standing with her back to him, he was too lazy to pretend that he was drunk.

"I remember you used to love having a few glasses of wine. Why did you change?" Percy suddenly panicked. It had

only been a few months, yet her habits had already changed.

Would everything change if he kept her waiting for a little longer?

No way! He had to hurry up and settle the matter.

Nina felt a lump in her throat when she heard him ask this. She still had her back against him. "Percy, don't you

know that I didn't like to drink back then and I drank only because I had to?"

Percy frowned. She had to drink?

"Previously, I was in pain when I was with you. I suffered every day. Even though I took pills, they still couldn't

relieve my pain. Hence, I had to numb myself with alcohol. That's why you think I loved to drink. Well, I'm free now.

Why should I drink again? Just because it tastes good? I've been drinking for years, and I feel obligated to tell you

that I don't think alcohol tastes any good. It's just that sometimes, alcohol is a good thing. At least, it made me

forget my identity, my situation, and my pain back then." Nina took a deep breath and spilled everything out.

She did not have the chance to say these things until after they separated. Today, he had given her a chance to

pour it out.

Percy felt a sudden feeling of annoyance when he listened to what she said.

Was it that painful for her to be with him?

He gave her whatever he could give her—his love and tenderness. All that was lacking was a presentable title.

Did she not see his efforts?

How could she say she used to numb herself with alcohol?

Percy was annoyed, but he could not get angry now. Nina had been avoiding him as much as she could. What if he

got mad and did something irrational to hurt her again? It would be even harder for him to pursue her in the future.

Nina did not hear him say anything. She turned around and saw him picking up the bottle to drink it. Gulp, gulp,

gulp. Soon, he downed the remaining contents in the bottle.

Percy put the bottle down, stood up expressionlessly, and said, "Let's go."

Nina thought he was going to play dumb, but she did not expect him to act so quickly...

Could it be that what she said had upset him and it made him decide to be a good man who would never torture

her again?

That was impossible...

Percy had always been egocentric. He would never care about how she felt.

Nina watched him leave and followed behind him helplessly.

Percy had drunk three bottles of wine and was slightly staggering. However, he did not ask Nina to help him.

Instead, he walked out of the bar all by himself.

Nina quickly kept up with him when she saw that he was about to fall.

She had promised herself that she would never get close to Percy again after she left him.

Now, she could only comfort herself and say that she approached him again because she was forced to.

Percy walked out of the private room, and a sharp-eyed waiter helped him up. “Mr. Mallory, are you leaving?"

Percy was only pretending to stumble while walking so that Nina could help support him. However, he did not

expect the waiter to act quicker than her.

He did not scold him. Instead, he said, "Help me to the counter."

"Yes," the waiter replied, but in his mind, he was thinking that they could have just called out to the staff if they

wanted to pay the bill. Why would he head to the counter himself to pay the bill?

However, the waiter did not say anything else. He helped Percy to the payment counter.

He swiped his card, and Nina felt uncomfortable when she heard how much he had spent.

The amount that Percy spent on those three bottles of wine was equivalent to a few days of Anna's medical

expenses. There was indeed a huge gap between the two of them.

The waiter helped Percy walk out of the bar.

"Mr. Mallory, where did you park your car?" the waiter asked.

Percy turned around, and the waiter almost lost his grip. He hurriedly held on to him.

"Where's your car?" Percy asked.

"Why do you want to get into my car?" Nina frowned. He was reeking of alcohol, and the smell was so strong that it

disgusted her.