Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 712

Bianca turned around and stared at Luke's handsome face. She wanted to cry when she saw how concerned he was for her.

She had thought of many possibilities, but she had not imagined that Luke would be living under such treacherous circumstances for the past two years.

Her heart wrenched when she imagined him undergoing the inhuman tortures like in the video.

A pair of immaculately sculpted hands gently wiped away her tears. "I'm fine, silly girl."

Bianca reached out to tear away Luke's clothes as though she had gone mad. "No! I want to see if there are any scars on your body. I want to know what they have done to you in the past two years…"

Bianca was too caught up in the passion while they were in bed last night. She regretted not showing enough concern for the condition of his body!

Luke encircled Bianca's waist tightly, grabbed her hands, planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, and comforted her with a smile. "I'm really fine, Bea. I wouldn't be standing in front of you if something had happened to me. This will soon pass. Believe me."

Bianca was comforted by his words.

She knew she had nearly lost control of her emotions earlier.

Bianca rested her cheek on his chest. She wanted to smile, but tears welled up in her eyes instead. "Don't lie to me. You must have been hurt badly in that inhuman place… Let me look at your body, alright, Luke?" She said carefully.

Luke gently pinched her cheek and smiled. "I'll tell you what happened in the past two years when we have the time. Please don't cry, alright? You're already the mother of three children, so aren't you ashamed that you're still a crybaby? Tommy will laugh at you if he sees you like this."

Indeed, he had many scars hidden under his shirt, and he did not want Bianca to see his battered self. He was not afraid that Bianca might think that his body was unsightly, but he did not want her to be sad again.

Bianca blew her nose in embarrassment. "I… I'm only worried about you."

Luke carefully wiped the corners of her mouth clean.

He filled up a glass with warm water and watched as she gargled. "You're already a mother, and you shouldn't cry so easily. Show to our children that you're strong."

After Bianca cleaned her mouth, she took several deep breaths and managed to suppress the urge to throw up.

"It's dirty here, Luke. You should go out."

She had vomited all over the place earlier. Even she was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

Luke did not seem to mind. He picked her up in a bridal carry and said, "You're my wife, and you've waited for me even though everyone else thought that I'm dead. Why would I find you dirty? Silly girl."

Bianca's face was reflected in the man's obsidian pupils. His curved lips were brimming with indulgence.

The man might be cold toward other people, but he loved and doted upon Bianca unconditionally.

Bianca thought that he would never let go of her anymore.