Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 924

Luke glanced at her feet with a sinister gaze. "They stepped on your feet."

It was only then that Bianca realized that her feet were hurting. The pain on her forehead overshadowed the pain on her feet. It was unavoidable that she was stepped on in the chaos.

"Luke," Bianca said softly, "I'm not a saint, and I'm not speaking up for them, but I don't want to cause even more trouble at this time."

To the public, she was a cruel and despicable woman. Even though the reporters were at fault, people would think that she deserved it, and the reporters would be treated as the victims.

Bianca did not want Luke's reputation to be implicated as well.

Luke knew that she was worried about him and sighed. "Alright, I won't do anything to them."

Bianca was not worried about herself but worried that she would bring more trouble to him.

"How is Riley?" Bianca asked.

"Johann is looking after her." Luke tapped on the tip of her nose. "Why are you worrying about others when you're not feeling well yourself?"

Bianca smiled faintly. She would not have been hurt if not for Riley.

She reached upward and felt the wound on her forehead.

It was covered by a thick bandage.

"Is the wound stitched?" Bianca asked.

"Yes. Johann said that it'll heal faster that way." Luke knew that Bianca would want to look perfect. "There might be a scar, but there's a procedure to remove that."

Bianca shook her head. "If there's a scar, let it remain there."

It would serve as a reminder not to be so careless in the future.

Luke understood what she meant and tenderly kissed her hands.

The caretaker knocked on the door. "The porridge for Madam is ready, Sir. Shall I bring it now?"

Luke let go of Bianca's hands and sat up. "Bring it in."

"Yes." The caretaker came in with a tray, placed it on the bedside cabinet, and handed a bowl to Luke.

Bianca had to lie down on the bed and could not get up. Luke took the bowl and said, "Let me do it."

"Yes, Sir." The caretaker nodded at them and left the bedroom.

"I can eat it myself." Bianca felt a little embarrassed when she saw Luke sitting next to her and preparing to spoon-feed her.

Luke placed his hand on her shoulder to stop her from getting up. "Just lie down. Allow me."

Bianca could only lie on the bed and watch Luke stir the bowl to cool the porridge. Then, he fed her carefully.

It took Bianca half an hour to finish that small bowl of porridge.

"Do you want more?" Luke asked.

Bianca shook her head. "No, thanks."

She did not have the appetite to eat. If Luke had not fed her, she might have only eaten two bites.

Luke put the bowl away, opened a pack of wet towels, and wiped her mouth.

He was very gentle and careful. Bianca could feel that he cared for her a lot.

"Shouldn't you eat a little more?" Luke asked, worried that she would be hungry.

"I don't have the appetite." Bianca blinked.

Luke did not force her.

Tommy opened the bedroom door and ran toward the bed. He placed his hands on the bed, trying to push himself up, but he was not tall enough.