Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Pierre looked at Karen's pitiful appearance and found himself unable to summon even a whisper of compassion in his heart. If it were in the past, he would definitely feel sorry for her. After all, his mother doted on him, and in return, he would care for her, protect her, and not let anyone bully her.

However, he was thoroughly disappointed this time.

"Also, I understand you wanted to hit that man out of anger, but how could you let someone record it? Now, the whole internet wants you to prove your innocence by asking Silas to come out and speak.

What about him? Did you kill him?" Pierre continued to ask.

Pierre had to lay on the bed 24/7. He was bored out of his wits. That was why he was particularly interested in these matters.

Karen shook her head and sobbed. "He's not dead."

"He's not dead, but he's probably barely holding on," Pierre understood his mother very well.

Karen nodded. "It wasn't intentional. I've endured it for so long and suffered so much, so I..."

How she wished her son would come forward to uphold justice for her, but she was destined to be disappointed.

Pierre looked at her coldly. It sent shivers down her spine.

Was this still her most beloved youngest son?

"So you hit someone, and when you did, you forgot to have someone keep an eye around," Pierre sneered.

"I've never seen someone so careless. Now that you've crippled someone, you can't prove your innocence."

"No, there was no one else in the house at the time. I don't know how she managed to record it..." Karen felt a chill running down her spine under Pierre's gaze.

She did not know when she started feeling a chill under Pierre's gaze.

Something was wrong.

She was his mother, yet she feared his sinister gaze...

"I have no choice now. I can only wait for this matter to fade away," added Karen.

She could only remain silent, hoping that more explosive news about other celebrities would overshadow this incident.

"Hmph, this is how you deal with things?" A hint of impatience flashed across his eyes. "Can I trust you with my leg?"

"Of course, you can." Karen looked at his plastered leg firmly." Pierre, trust me. I'll make your leg better, no matter what."

Pierre did not believe her, but he could only lie on the sickbed now. He was practically useless. If Percy had wanted to harm him just now, he would have been defenseless.

Therefore, Karen was the only one who could help him now.

"The doctor said they'll perform dry needling on my leg in a few days. I don't want them to do it. I want Luca to do it." Pierre thought of that cold, elegant face. He secretly regretted kidnapping her just for revenge against Luke.

He should have taken care of her right from the beginning and made her fully committed to him so that she would wholeheartedly serve him.

Even if things went south later on, he would not be as powerless as he was now.

Now, Luca belonged to Luke. Indeed, he had missed out on all the benefits.

"I'll have Luca come treat you," Karen promised without hesitation.

"What's your plan?" Pierre looked at her grimly. Since the injury, he looked at everyone with the same gaze. It only grew darker with each passing day.

Even in the presence of doctors and nurses, his gaze remained as piercing as ever. It was as though he could devour them alive.

"Let me talk to her first. If that doesn't work, I'll have to resort to force." Karen clenched her fists.

After these two incidents, she knew that confronting Luke head-on would only result in her complete defeat.

However, even if she lost, she had to do it.

It was for the sake of Pierre and to return to Mallory Manor.

When Karen thought about how she needed Mr. Bennet to inform the old master and get permission from him before she could return to Mallory Manor, she felt stifled.

She could only pin all her hopes on Pierre.

The premise was that Pierre could not become a cripple, or rather, he had to appear as normal as possible so that the Chamberlain family might accept him.

Once they were allied with the Chamberlain family, Pierre would have a weapon against Percy and Old Master Mallory would also start to value the two of them again.

"I hope you can handle this matter well. Otherwise, I'll be thoroughly disappointed in you." Pierre did not see any problem with what he was saying.

He simply believed that it was only right for Karen to help him in this way.

Karen nodded without realizing what Pierre's words meant for her.

She did not think that when Pierre said those words, he no longer regarded her as a mother but merely as a tool.

Karen's mind was preoccupied with the idea of getting Luca to perform dry needling on Pierre.

"Oh right, Pierre, the doctor said you need vitamins. The nurse said you don't like fruits, which won't do. I bought some fruits for you. You must have some."

The topic of Luca came to an end, and Karen resumed her maternal demeanor as she picked up some fruits.

"Look, these grapes and oranges are fresh. You love them," said Karen.

"Put them there." Pierre showed little interest in the fruits.

At this point, he had lost interest in food, women, and even luxury cars and mansions. After all, if his leg did not heal, he would lose everything.

"Would you like me to peel an orange for you?" Karen asked when she noticed his lack of interest.

"No need.” Pierre still showed little interest.

"Would you like to have some grapes, then? I'll wash them for you," Karen did not realize that her attempt to indulge her son was seen as degrading by Pierre.

He had caretakers for such tasks, and it was not her place to do them.

Now, Karen was actually resorting to such measures just to please him.

"I'm tired. You can go back now. Make sure to handle Luca's matter well," said Pierre as he supported himself on the bed, shifting his body slightly before lying down again.

Karen secretly let out a sigh, understanding why he was refusing to eat fruits.

She arranged the fruits and then covered him with a blanket. "Don't worry, I'll definitely make sure Luca comes to treat you. Whether she wants to or not, I'll make her come."

"Okay," Pierre responded.

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Karen watched him close his eyes. She could not help but feel sad, but she turned and left as she did not want to disturb his rest.

After Karen left, another caretaker came in. When she saw that Pierre was resting, she dared not make a sound. She tiptoed to the couch and sat down quietly.

The caretaker certainly knew about Pierre's bad temper. That was why she dared not disturb him at all.

The other caretaker could not handle Pierre's temper and refused to continue despite the high pay.

Only she remained because the high pay was too tempting.