Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 1092

After he finished speaking, the baby cried even louder. Her face was red.

Bianca's heart wrenched, but her eyes remained closed. She did not want to look at the baby.

"Tsk tsk." Abel shook his head at the crying baby. "I didn't expect that you could be so heartless, Bianca. I'll be bringing the baby away with me. You can come to me any time you feel like seeing her."

After that, he left the room with the baby.

The baby continued crying. Bianca could hear her wails as she disappeared down the corridor.

Bianca slowly opened her teary eyes. She looked as though she was going to cry at any time.

Eler immediately wiped her eyes with a napkin. "You shouldn't cry, Miss. It'll be troublesome if your wounds are infected."

Bianca blinked and looked upward.

From Bianca's expression, Eler could see that she was not as heartless as Abel said she was. "Miss, if you miss your baby, I'll let Boss know. He seems like he wants you to take care of the baby."

Bianca shook her head. "I can't take care of the baby."

Seeing that tears were oozing out of the corners of Bianca's eyes again, Eler carefully wiped them away. She thought that it was very cruel of Bianca to neglect her child, but she understood that Bianca must have her reasons for doing so.

"If I show the least bit of love toward the child, Abel will definitely use the child as a hostage and order me to do horrific things," Bianca explained. "I want to love and take care of my baby, but as much as I want to, I cannot. She'll hate me after she grows up."

Eler was silent when she heard that.

Bianca might be a prisoner just like them, but she had other worries.

To Abel, Bianca was much more useful than the two siblings combined.

"Don't be too sad, Miss. Your child will understand what you're doing." Eler could only comfort Bianca with words. She could tell that Bianca was doing that for the child's own good.

Bianca blinked and smiled wryly. She accidentally stretched her wound, which made her furrow her brows in pain.

Children were supposed to be innocent. She could envision that Abel would be teaching her daughter all the bad things, and her daughter would lose her innocence at a young age. How would her daughter understand what she had to go through?

The more Bianca thought about it, the more she regretted it. Perhaps she should not have given birth to the baby.

Eler did not know what to say when she saw Bianca like that. She could only sit next to Bianca and accompany her.

Seven days later, Shanks removed the stitches from Bianca's face.

The needlework of the plastic surgery procedure was meticulously done, and there were no scars.

Shanks tossed the bandages on the floor and looked at her. "Do you want to see yourself?"

"Mm." Bianca nodded.

Shanks handed her a mirror. "Behold the new you."

Bianca's pure looks were now seductive and charming. Even though her face had not fully healed, Shanks was very satisfied with his handiwork.

Bianca's hands that were holding the mirror were shaking.

She looked completely different.

"Help me up," Bianca said.

Eler pressed her lips together and carefully helped Bianca sit up.

Bianca felt pain shoot up her stomach when she sat up, and her body uncontrollably arched. It had been seven days since the delivery, but the pain lingered.

Eler could see that Bianca was uncomfortable. She asked, "Madam, can you do it if she's lying down?"

"You're not married, so you don't know. She'll have to sit up," the kitchen lady said coldly.

"I'm fine." Bianca sat up straight with Eler's help. She was not in the hospital, so the bed could not be adjusted. She had to push herself up inch by inch and lean on her bed.

Eler turned her head to speak to Amur. "Go out and close the door, Amur."

"Yes." Amur nodded and went out of the room.

The kitchen lady opened Bianca's shirt and massaged her. Shanks had taught her what to do, but she was not a professional, and that made Bianca quite painful.

Eventually, her breast milk started to flow.

"That's so little milk! Boss already told me to cook you nutritious food, and you can go to the kitchen to take it. Also, I'll leave the pump here so you can pump your milk regularly." The kitchen lady put the breast milk in a flask and left. She did not look like she was going to harm Bianca.

Tears welled up in Eler's eyes seeing Bianca in agony. She helped Bianca button her shirt while saying, "Just bear with it for a little longer, Miss. You can lie down soon."

Bianca's eyes were also filled with tears. "I'm fine."

"You seem to be in a lot of pain. Why not feed the baby with formula?" Eler helped Bianca lie down.