Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3396 What's Happening With Luke

The men in the room were wincing in pain, but when they heard Gerald's words, they were so furious they almost wanted to lash out at him.

However, all their strength had been sapped by the excruciating pain, so they could only groan helplessly.

As Shanks made his way upstairs, he paused halfway up the staircase and asked, "Is Luca cooking?"

Gerald glanced at the kitchen and replied, "Yes, Mr. Shanks. It's their fault. Ms. Craw was delayed in making dinner because of them."

Shanks' expression remained unchanged as he simply said, "Let me know when it's ready."

"Yes," answered Gerald.

After Shanks went upstairs, Gerald hesitated for a moment but decided to help the men to their feet, placing them one by one on the couch or chairs.

As they slouched, groaning in pain, Gerald shook his head. "Do you guys now understand what happens when you mess with the wrong woman, especially Ms. Craw?"

One of the men winced and asked, "Why did she have to be so brutal when throwing down?"

"She knows medicine. She's also trained, so she can easily take down a hundred people if she wants. With her medical knowledge, she can make you suffer all the pain in the world without leaving a single fatal injury."

The men shrank back. They did not expect Luca to be so capable. At the same time, they were shocked and unnerved by Gerald's words.

They exchanged uncertain glances and, from that moment on, secretly promised not to mess with Luca again.

The risk of angering her seemed far too great.

Just then, Hera made her way down the stairs. She looked around the room and noticed the unfamiliar faces. All of the men were in pain. Her brows furrowed together as she said, "Gerald, come here."

"Yes, Ms. Sanchez." Gerald followed her as she walked out of the living room.

Once they reached the garden, Hera squinted at the harsh sunlight, clearly uncomfortable.

"Ms. Sanchez, what's the matter?" Gerald noticed the odd look on her face.

Hera came back to her senses, shook her head, and replied, "Nothing. I was going to ask you why all these men are here."

"Oh, they're part of the rotation system. Every so often, someone comes to replace the current team." Gerald already knew what she wanted to ask.

Hera's frown deepened. "So, you're telling me that Lucius has been replaced?"

"Yes, all those men from before have been reassigned. The new group arrived today." Gerald nodded.

"When will he be back?" Hera pressed on. Although Lucius had rejected her, she could not shake the feeling of attachment.

Even if she was rejected a thousand times, she would keep chasing after him. The feelings in her heart were something she just could not let go of

Hera prided herself on not being the type of woman who would obsess over something she could not have.

She had many great men around her, yet she still could not understand why she could not shake her feelings for Lucius. He had an ordinary face, was not as rich as Abel, and was not even as handsome as the other guys.

Her hand lightly rested on her chest, where her heart still longed for him.

Gerald, sensing something was off, answered cautiously, "I haven't seen anyone return from rotation yet. Once they're replaced, it's usually a long time before they come back-if they even do."

Hera swayed slightly on her feet.

Gerald, feeling anxious, did not dare to step forward to support her. He stayed close, ready to help if it came down to it." Ms. Sanchez, the sun is really strong outside. Maybe you should go rest inside?"

Hera's face was pale, and she felt a strange sense of loss.

It was because of Lucius, was it not?

There was a pang of regret in her heart. Even now, she had not asked for his contact information.

She turned to Gerald. "Do you have his contact info?"

Gerald shook his head and replied, "No."

"You answered so quickly. Are you just unwilling to give it to me?" Hera narrowed her eyes, suspecting that Gerald was withholding it from her.

Gerald gave her a bitter smile and replied, "Ms. Sanchez, I really don't have it. Lucius is from Russia, and they don't use the same social media platform. I don't have any of those international messaging apps either. Plus, he's about to be reassigned, so I didn't ask for his contact."

Hera shook her head in disbelief. "What about his phone number? Do you have his number?"

Gerald shook his head again, bluntly saying, "No."

Hera scoffed. "Useless, all of you are useless!"

Gerald was left speechless by her outburst. He could not exactly argue with her, let alone fight back.

With a cold expression, Hera walked back into the house.

At that moment, the men sitting on the couch finally started to feel a little better. When they saw Hera enter, they all greeted her, "Hello, Ms. Sanchez."

Hera shot them a glare before turning and heading upstairs.

If it were not for them, Lucius would not have left.

If only they had not changed shifts...

The men, confused by her glare, waited until she disappeared up the stairs before starting to discuss. "The boss' girlfriend isn't easy to get along with."

"Tell me about it. I suggest you all avoid messing with the women in this house," Gerald warned as he entered, overhearing them.

"We won't, we won't. We're not stupid. We won't mess with the women here," one of the men quickly replied.novelbin

After Luca finished cooking, she asked Gerald to bring some food to Hera and then called Shanks downstairs for dinner. The men had finally recovered, and when they saw the delicious food on the table, they thought there might be some for them.

Gerald saw this and could not help but feel pleased with himself. Finally, he did not have to cook anymore!

"What are you guys standing around for? There's food in the kitchen. If you want to eat, go make it yourselves." Gerald's tone was unintentional, but it carried a note of pride. It felt good not having to cook for anyone.

"No food for us?" one of the men asked in disbelief.

"Did you have someone cooking for you at other bases?" questioned Gerald. Having been stationed at other bases, he knew there were no assigned cooks.

"No," replied the man while eyeing the food on the table. It smelled so good.

All of them really wanted to eat the food in front of them.

The man turned to look at Luca, hesitated for a moment, and then said earnestly, "Sorry, Ms. Craw. We apologize for what we said earlier. We don't know how to cook. Could you please make some food for us too?"

"No," Luca replied coldly. "I'm not your cook."

The men exchanged looks before walking away, dejected.

"Ms. Craw, you're impressive," remarked Gerald.

If it had been him, he would not have had the courage to reject them so decisively if they asked him to cook.

Luca was truly remarkable.

It was clear that capable people were always confident in their refusals.

Luca did not respond to Gerald's compliments.

Her mind was fully occupied with what was happening with Luke. Had he reached the next base yet? Had he swapped with anyone?

Luca was worried.