Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 707

Luke let his guard down a little when he saw that it was Percy. "Why are you here?"

"I happened to be passing through and saw a woman in need," Percy said jokingly. When he noticed the wound on Luke's arm, he sounded concerned. "Are you alright? Is it serious?"

Luke chuckled coldly. "I won't die. Yet."

He knew that Percy was concerned about him even though he was joking. That was the way Luke's good friends cared for him.

Perhaps friendship among men was like that.

"Tsk tsk, I should've known that you're born lucky. That huge explosion didn't even kill you, so what could a few underlings do to you? How did you become so fair though? Did you undergo plastic surgery? I'd like to know your secret…" Percy spoke animatedly as he reached out to touch Luke's chin.

Luke narrowly dodged Percy's hand and shot a piercing glare at him. "Do you want to know my secret to fair skin?"

Percy nodded in puzzlement.

It was not surprising that he was curious. Luke's female disguise was breathtakingly beautiful.

He could not figure out how someone masculine like Luke could transform into a delicate woman.

Luke's finger pointed somewhere in the distance. Then, he tended to his wounds.

"What the hell? Where should I look? Don't tell me that there's a plastic surgeon over there?" Percy followed the direction of Luke's finger but saw nothing special other than several grocery stores.

Luke ignored him. He deftly bandaged his wound and said, "Let's go!"

The man continued to walk toward the parking lot while Percy's gaze wandered from one signboard to the next.

His eyes narrowed slightly when they fell on a signboard that said "МУКА". Luke seemed to be pointing at that signboard earlier.

Percy's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

'Wait, don't tell me that Luke used flour to whiten himself?

'If that's the case, then he's a master of disguise!'

…

The opulent room with a dome ceiling and golden wallpaper was basked in the warm glow of a lotus-shaped wall lamp.

A beautiful woman slept on the white four-post bed. She was hugging a cute little toddler.

When Luke entered the room, that was the heartwarming scene he saw.

The dim yellow light illuminated the faces of the mother and the son.

His eyes greedily took in the sight of Bianca while his hand gently caressed her tender skin.

It had been two years. She was as beautiful as ever, but she seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

The little boy next to her who looked like a miniature version of Luke was Tommy without a doubt. He was sleeping soundly in Bianca's embrace.

That was the first time Luke had seen their third child. He was excited, but his attention was focused on Bianca.

He carefully moved Tommy away, then he went close and stared obsessively at Bianca's face.

Bianca's sleeping face was peaceful. Her long eyelashes trembled occasionally like fluttering butterflies.