Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 490 Bianca Was Not Used To Being Called “Mrs. Crawford'

After performing the examination, the hospital director spoke in amazement. ‘Mr. Crawford, Mrs. Crawford's legs

are saved, though she'll need physiotherapy to fully recover. Of course, the baby in her womb is very tenacious too.

Mrs. Crawford should avoid being emotionally agitated. Otherwise, it might cause another miscarriage..."

Bianca was not used to the hospital director calling her ' Mrs. Crawford."

She was not married to Luke yet, and she had humiliated the Crawford family at the engagement ceremony. That

made her feel awkward, but seeing that Luke did not say anything about it, she did not mind it.

"Thank you, Director," Bianca said to the hospital director happily after knowing that her baby was saved.

"You're thanking the wrong person, Mrs. Crawford. The doctor who saved you is Dr. Johann Park. I was only assisting

him." The hospital director rubbed his nose sheepishly.

After practicing medicine for so many years, his skills were still no match to a previously unknown young man.

Anyone who heard it might find it hard to believe.

The hospital director might be prideful, but he appreciated talent, and he would not take someone else's credit.

"No matter who it is, you doctors have saved my life, and I should thank you," Bianca said earnestly. "Do you know

when my legs will fully recover, Director?" "You can't be too anxious about it, Mrs. Crawford," the hospital director

said amiably, "Your legs are seriously injured, especially your right leg, which has a comminuted fracture. If you

rush the recovery process, your legs might end up having uneven lengths. After you are discharged from the

hospital, you shouldn't get out of bed for the next month. After that, you can try walking with a walking stick. In six

months, you can come to the hospital for an X-ray so we can check if the bone has healed. Once there are no more

cracks, you're more or less fine."

After that, he gave Bianca a thorough examination, gave her some more pointers, changed her dressing, and left

with the nurses.

After the hospital director left, Bianca relaxed in Luke's embrace and noticed the bandages on her body.

She laughed drily. "I'm wrapped up like a mummy now. The car crash was a close call. I thought I won't ever get to

see you again. Right, is Rainie okay?"

Bianca had a lingering fear when she thought of the sudden car accident.

She was not sure how she would react if her daughter had been the victim instead, i "Other than suffering from a

fright, Rainie is fine," Luke said gently as he caressed her back. "You should take a good rest and not overthink.

Leave the rest to me. I'll find the perpetrator and make him pay."

Bianca subconsciously placed her hand on her stomach.

Her stomach was slightly bulging at three months. Her second pregnancy was more obvious than her first.

Her fingers were shaking slightly. She was so close to losing the baby.

Fortunately, fate gave her a reprieve.

While Bianca and Luke talked, the food delivery came.

After receiving it, Luke opened the food boxes. Inside was oatmeal, sausages, raisin toast, sunny-side-up eggs, and

others.

The food came from a famous diner, and it smelled very good.

Upon taking a whiff of the fragrance, Bianca could feel her stomach growling. She must have been starving.

Luke took the oatmeal and fed Bianca with a spoon. "Good girl, open your mouth." He spoke as though he was

coaxing a child to eat.

Bianca wanted to take the box from him. "Only my legs are injured, not my hands. You don't have to spoon-feed

me."

Luke looked at her indulgently and stubbornly placed the oatmeal-filled spoon next to her mouth. "I'm your

husband, and it's my duty to feed you.

Don't tell me you want another man to feed you instead? Hmm?"

Bianca could not argue with that logic, and so she complied. Halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the

door.

"Come in!" Luke said. He thought that it was Jason.

The person who stepped in through the door was not Jason. Instead, it was Mavis, dressed glamorously.

Her wavy hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her forehead was not covered with a hair fringe, and her beautiful facial

features were visible at a glance. Her three-inch high heels complemented her height, which made her look slender

and graceful.

"Ms. Laviere." Luke shot a glance at her. Then, he continued spoon-feeding Bianca the oatmeal, not minding that he

was displaying affection to his woman in front of his subordinate.

Mavis was clutching a fruit basket. She forced a smile on her face as she looked at how caring Luke was when

feeding Bianca the oatmeal. "Mr. Crawford, I heard from Mr. Doyle that Ms. Rayne suffered a car accident. Is it okay

if I pay a visit?"

Bianca's heart skipped a beat the moment she saw Mavis.

She did not have any good impression of the scheming woman who had talked to her in private and coveted her

man.

However, she treated her guest courteously. "Thank you for visiting me, Ms. Laviere. You shouldn't have brought me

presents. It's nothing too serious, I've only fractured my right leg, and I'll have to recuperate at home for a few

months."

Mavis was slightly disappointed when she heard that Bianca only suffered a leg fracture.

'Too bad! Why didn't the car crash claim her life?’ She thought.

Her heart was almost bursting with jealousy when she saw how the noble CEO humbled his lofty self and spoon-fed

Bianca oatmeal himself.

She worshiped Luke like a god for the past ten years, and she could not accept the fact that he was acting so

indulgently to another woman.

She hid her emotions and placed the fruit basket on a table. "Don't mention it. It would be ill-mannered of me if I

come here empty-handed," she said with a vague smile.

Standing next to the bed, Mavis regarded Bianca with a cold gaze. Her elegant lips curled upward ambiguously.

Other than her appearance, Mavis did not know what was so remarkable about Bianca.

Bianca was dressed in striped hospital clothes, and she looked frail and helpless on the hospital bed. Was her

endearing demeanor why Luke wanted to protect her so much?

Did all men like fake b*tches like her?

Mavis tried to compare Bianca with her.

She was far superior to Bianca in every aspect, no matter appearance, work capabilities, or family upbringing. Even

so, Luke had never given her any spare attention.

His interactions with her only involved work.

Feeling unhappy, Mavis discreetly clenched her fists, i