Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 3388

Luca could not help but tremble with heartache.

She fought hard to resist the urge to rush forward.

Everyone in the room had survived brutal training to make it out of the Island of Despair, and they could not help but shudder when they saw the scene.

The sound of the whip felt like it was landing on their own bodies.

Gerald closed his eyes, unable to watch any longer.

It was too cruel for him to watch.

The ten lashes felt like an eternity, stretching on for what seemed like a century.

Luca looked at the drenched clothes on Luke. His eyes were red, and his shirt was so soaked that you could wring out the blood from it.

Her hands were clenched so tightly into fists that the veins were bulging.

Abel tossed the whip aside, looking at Luke’s disheveled state with satisfaction.

He enjoyed the thrill of this bloody scene.

He turned to Luca, noticing her reddened eyes, and smiled even more devilishly. “Hera is in the hospital now. You’ll go take care of her for the next few days.”

Luca frowned, about to refuse, but then he added, “If you dare to refuse, don’t blame me for being nice.”

She swallowed the words that were about to leave her mouth, forcing herself to answer stiffly, “Yes.”

Abel turned around and left.

He did not stay any longer.

He knew that if he stayed, he would end up pushing Shanks to hurry things along.

He knew Shanks was doing his best with the experiments, but some things were too slow for his liking.

It was better not to be around to witness it.

Once Abel left, everyone scattered.

Luca walked over to check on Luke and asked with concern, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine...” Luke detected a metallic taste in his throat. He thought about how Luca had endured these kinds of years on the Island of Despair, his sympathy and guilt toward her deepened.

If only he had protected her better back then.

Gerald also stepped forward and said in a low voice, “Let’s treat your wounds first.”

“Upstairs,” replied Luca. Abel’s strength was immense, and the lashes he delivered would have taken most people’s lives.

Luke clenched his teeth and moved forward.

Luca said, “Let me help you!”

“It’s fine, I can walk by myself.” Luke shook his head. His lips and face were pale, with beads of sweat the size of beans forming due to the pain. They dripped down, mixing with his clothes, amplifying the pain.

He did not make a sound, walking straight up the stairs.

Gerald followed behind them, clicking his tongue. “Now that’s tough.”

He quickly followed, thinking that he had become quite familiar with him over this period of time. If he could help in this situation, he would.

After confirming that Luke had returned to his room, Luca hurried to the lab.

She pushed open the lab door and greeted Shanks urgently, “Mr. Shanks.”

Shanks turned around, noticing her anxious expression. He frowned and asked, “What did Abel do?”

“He lashed someone ten times. Now I need to help treat the wounds. As for the volunteers...” Luca hesitated for a moment. She certainly would not let Luke handle his wounds alone.

Even with Gerald’s help, she would still be worried.

If the wounds were not treated properly and got infected, it would be a real problem.

Shanks frowned. Abel’s actions at this time were nothing but trouble for him.

“I’ll handle the volunteers,” said Shanks. He could see from Luca’s expression what choice she had made.