Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 1046

Seeing that he had not rested for days, Old Master Crawford was worried for his grandson. He put a sleeper sofa in Luke's bedroom.

Luke turned on the light, sat up, kept the bed, and walked out of the study.

He opened Tommy's bedroom door. There was a small orange night light next to the bed.

Ever since Bianca was abducted, the usually cheerful and playful boy had fallen silent and easily cried. He used to love to watch cartoons and eat snacks, but those could no longer pique his interest.

He would even wake up from his nightmares and look for Bianca.

Johann suggested that he put a nightlight next to Tommy's bed to soothe his emotions. After doing so, Tommy rarely woke up in the middle of the night.

Luke gently stepped inside and saw that Tommy had kicked the blanket onto the floor. He pressed his lips together and covered him again with the blanket. Bianca used to be the one to do that.

Bianca would wake up once or twice in the middle of the night to check on their children.

Tommy rolled over and mumbled in his sleep, "Mommy…"

Luke's body froze. He looked at his son.

Tommy did not wake up. His eyes were still closed. He was probably dreaming of Bianca.

"I miss you, Mommy," Tommy mumbled again. His voice shook as though he was going to cry.

Luke sighed. Remembering what Bianca used to do, he sat down on the bed next to Tommy and gently patted his back.

As expected, Tommy stopped sleep-talking and relaxed his furrowed brows.

Luke stared intently at Tommy's face. His usually chubby face had slimmed down a little.

If Bianca returned and saw Tommy like that, she would blame him for not taking good care of the children.

Luke continued to comfort Tommy for the next ten minutes. After that, he looked at Tommy's sleeping face once more, sighed, and left the room. He checked on Lanie and Rainie to make sure that they did not kick the blanket away, then went to the study.

Sitting on the chair, he looked at the computer screen. In the past few days, he had been trying to search for Bianca as well as handling company matters.

He thought for a while and eventually decided to call Percy.

At three o'clock in the morning, Percy was already sleeping. He opened his eyes when the phone rang, paused for a while, and picked up his phone.

Seeing that the call was from Luke, he answered it, expecting good news. "Have you found your wife?" He asked.

"No." Luke would inadvertently clench his fists whenever anyone mentioned Bianca. He would not forgive her abductors.

"Are you crazy? Why do you have to call me in the middle of the night? To think that I was having a nice dream," Percy cursed. He glanced next to him, and Nina was not there.

"I want to go to the Island of Despair," Luke told him his decision.

"The Island of Despair? Didn't the Russian government take over that place? It's probably a barren island by now." Percy got out of the bed and walked out of the bedroom. As expected, he saw Nina sitting on the couch in the living room. She was hugging her legs, and she seemed lonely.

He had an awkward feeling in his mind. "Why are you sitting here?"

"I can't sleep." Nina could feel his anger and wondered what was going on.

A month ago, Percy had declared that he would spend the night with Nina.

At first, she was not used to it after living alone for so long. When he was not around, she would have some freedom. Now that he went to her mansion every day after work, she was not very comfortable with the sudden addition of another person in her private life, as though that person had affected her mood and living habits.

She could not feel at ease. The more she lived with Percy, the more depressed she was. After knowing that Bianca had been abducted, her depression worsened, although she was used to being alone.

"Are you worried about Bianca?" Percy's tone softened when he saw the sadness in her eyes.

He knew that Nina had been friends with Bianca for many years. It was normal for her to worry about her good friend.

Nina thought about it. Was her worry for Bianca keeping her up? That was not totally the case. Her gaze fell on Percy's face. The man was handsome, but he was not gentle, yet she could not say that he was distant. One thing for sure was that he was very rich. He was the dream lover of many women in A City.

She did not feel any joy living with him. Instead, she felt as though she was his prisoner.

Nina eventually figured out the reason why she could not sleep, but she dared not say it. She nodded and said, "Mm. It's been a week."

She thought that she was quite pitiful for not being able to tell the truth to Percy. He would not have liked to hear that.

If he heard what he did not want to hear, he might abuse her further.