Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 35

Just then.

There were steps approaching the room from a distance.

Next, they heard Jason Doyle’s voice as he asked formally, “Miss Rayne, may I know if the boss is here?”

Bianca looked toward the door, her breathing ragged.

“Dad?” That was Blanche’s voice.

When he heard that Miss Bea was sick, the boy had wasted no time coming to visit her. He stood at the room door, desperate to go in, but Jason stopped him.

“Why won’t you let me go in?”

“Shh…” Jason put a finger to his lips, telling his young master to stay quiet.

Jason stood two meters away, perfectly professional. He was worried that something awkward was going on inside, and as a subordinate, he did not want to see anything he should not.

“Dad?” Blanche blinked and raised his little hand to knock the door.

Just then, the door was opened from inside, and his father looked down at him with icy eyes.

Dad was so mean to visit Miss Bea without calling him along! Blanche ignored his father and used all his strength to drag a large fruit basket and a doll into the room. He then pounced into Bianca’s embrace, hugging her as he asked, “I heard you fell sick, Miss Bea. Are you feeling better now?”

Bianca’s expression was a little stiff. The residual heat was still on her face.

Jason received a signal from his boss and nodded, leaving the room.

Luke then turned around and looked at his son, who was getting a head rub from Bianca. He berated the boy, saying, “Stop hugging your Miss Bea like that. She needs rest.”

Blanche hurriedly let go when he heard that.

“You should lie down and rest, Miss Bea…”

Exasperated, Bianca looked at the certain man who never intended to let her rest.

Luke frowned his handsome brows. There was no expression on his well-defined features, and Bianca saw him walk into the washroom, closing the door behind him. Judging by what she heard, he had turned on the ventilator inside, then there was the click of a lighter.

“Miss Bea, do you mind my dad smoking?”

Bianca shook her head.

“Do you have a fever, Miss Bea?” The boy put the doll down to free up his hands. Then he touched Bianca’s forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting quite convincing. “Hmm, you do feel a little hotter than usual.”

Bianca nodded. “Yeah.”

She could not tell him that she was here in the hospital because she had been drugged with an ‘aphrodisiac’, now, could she?

Blanche crouched down again and pushed everything on the floor toward her, saying, “Look, Miss Bea, these are the fruits I bought for you. There’s this doll too because Rainie said girls get better faster with a doll.”

“Thank you. You’re such a kind little boy.” Bianca could not resist the urge to pinch Blanche’s little face.

Once she got to know the two of them, Bianca realized that the father and son had vastly different personalities.

One was kind and thoughtful.

The other was selfish and overbearing.

If Blanche grew up with his father, would that adversely affect his development…?

Blanche looked at Bianca with his large black eyes and saw the worry on her face. The boy then looked toward the direction of the washroom; it was not hard for him to guess that his father was the one who upset Miss Bea.

“Miss Bea, my dad’s actually a good guy.” The little boy frowned, trying his best to praise his father. He said, “Sure, Dad seems a bit unreasonable and temperamental. He’s a loner, too,. He’s weirdly obsessive in his daily habits and even the way he thinks. He’s a picky eater, and he never really approved of anyone. But overall, he’s still a good guy.”

The man smoking in the washroom frowned deeply. He was not particularly pleased to hear his son praise him like that…

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Bianca put the fruit basket aside and went to the mini-fridge in the room to find the boy a drink. He looked pretty thirsty.

When she opened the fridge, though, she found that it was practically empty.