Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 3238

Karen felt sorry for her son, but when she heard Luca say she could stop anytime, she dared not tell her to stop.

If they stopped now, everything they did today would have been for nothing!

Karen looked at Pierre, planning to let him make the decision himself.

Pierre clenched his teeth and said, “Keep going.”

Luca could not help but secretly exclaim. It was not that Pierre could not endure the pain. If enduring the pain meant he could stand up normally again, he would endure as much as it took.

She continued with the dry needling treatment without giving him a moment to catch his breath.

Pierre felt like cursing, but when he saw the serious expression on Luca's face, he held back.

The dry needling treatment lasted for half an hour. Luca used two packs of needles before stopping. “Alright, now we wait.”

“Wait for what?” Karen immediately asked.

“Wait for half an hour to remove the needles and for the damaged nerves inside to repair themselves,” explained Luca.

Karen immediately pressed a knife to Vivian's neck when she heard this.

Luca narrowed her eyes. “What are you doing?!”

Karen said bluntly, “I'm worried you'll pull a fast one, so I have to do this. Once Pierre's treatment is done, I'll let this woman go.”

Luca scoffed. Karen was not completely dumb, after all. “Then you'd better be careful. If she's hurt, I'll make sure your son is crippled!”

“Do you dare?!” Karen's hand that was holding the knife paused for a moment.

“You can watch and see if I dare,” Luca reminded her as she narrowed her eyes.

Karen clenched her teeth. She sat down next to Vivian, her gaze fierce.

Luca sat on another couch. Since no one was holding a knife to her, she sat comfortably and looked at Vivian, who was being held hostage. “Vivian, be careful. This woman's hand isn't steady. Don't get hurt.”

Vivian glanced at Karen's trembling hand and replied, “She won't lose her grip on the knife, will she?”

“Probably not,” answered Luca.

They were conversing in Russian.

Neither Pierre nor Karen understood.

Feeling insecure, Karen said to Luca, “What are you jabbering about?! Speak in English.”

Luca rolled her eyes. “Madam Mallory, do you even have to control what language we speak too?”

Karen was about to say something, but Vivian interrupted her, “We're being held hostage, and there’s nothing we can do. We can't even speak in Russian now?”

Karen wanted to say it was not forbidden. It was just that she was worried they were planning something bad in another language.

Before she could speak, Luca added, “You have people downstairs too. Even if we plan something in Russian, could we escape?”

Karen was at a loss for words.

If it were just Luca, she might actually escape.

However, with Vivian, who had a complicated identity, it would not be easy...

“Hmph! If you think you're so tough, try speaking Russian for the rest of your lives.” Karen let out a cold snort. Being talked to like this made her feel that restricting their language was not necessary.

Luca and Vivian continued their conversation.

Luca asked Vivian about funny stories that happened in university, using this topic to distract her.

Vivian understood and started sharing amusing stories from her university.

As she told her the stories, Luca laughed out loud, amused by her tales.

Vivian laughed along too.

Karen's expression was dark as she watched them laugh so freely despite being held hostage.

It seemed like she and Pierre were the ones kidnapped instead.

She glanced at Pierre, who was lying on the bed.

His eyes were closed, and his brows were furrowed together. He was clearly in pain.