Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 3455

Abel's hand paused for a moment before he continued stroking her eyelids.

“What’s wrong?” His voice was eerily low, carrying a chilling edge.

Hera could not see his expression, but just the sound of his voice was enough to send shivers down her spine.

“Thank you.” Hera forced herself to smile, summoning what little courage she had.

“No need for thanks. Just be good from now on.” Abel’s fingers continued their slow, deliberate caress. It was like he was handling a priceless treasure.

Hera remained still, letting him touch her without protest. More than anything, she did not dare to speak.

She was terrified that if she broke the moment and interrupted whatever was going through his mind, he would be displeased.

At that moment, Luca brought the food to the table and asked, “Mr. Abel, Ms. Sanchez, lunch is ready. Would you prefer to eat here or in your room?”

“I’ll go with whatever my baby wants.” Hera smiled sweetly, masking her fear behind a bright smile. For some reason, she had this horrifying feeling that Abel might gouge out her eyes at any moment. “Babe, will you be staying for lunch?”

Abel had never been particularly interested in Luca’s cooking. He was just about to refuse when a rich, savory aroma drifted through the air. He hesitated for a second before saying, “I’ll eat here.”

“Then we’ll eat here,” Hera quickly agreed.

Luca glanced at Hera’s hands and noticed a faint tremor. She gave a slight nod and said, “Alright. Let’s eat.”

Hera still did not dare to move.

Only when Abel finally lifted his hand away from her face did she slowly open her eyes. For a moment, it felt as though she was seeing the world anew.

She had genuinely thought he was about to dig her eyes out…

Hera let out a quiet sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and took his hand. “Come on. Let’s go eat in the dining room.”

“Okay,” replied Abel.

With that, they headed toward the dining area.

Luca turned to Gerald and said, “Call Mr. Shanks for lunch.”

“Alright.” Gerald nodded and went upstairs. Not long after, he returned. “Ms. Craw, Mr. Shanks said he’s busy and won’t be coming down. Should I bring a plate up for him?”

Luca glanced at Abel, guessing that Shanks was deliberately avoiding him by staying in his room.

She nodded. “Okay, just bring him some food.”

Gerald quickly got to work.

Meanwhile, Luca served some dishes for herself and Gerald, then turned to Abel and Hera. “Mr. Abel, Ms. Sanchez, we’ll be eating in the kitchen. Please take your time and enjoy your meal.”

Then, she carried her plate into the kitchen. When she returned to serve the chowder, she caught Hera shooting her a subtle glance.

She immediately understood what that look meant.

Hera was feeling guilty. It was only natural she did not want to have lunch with Abel.

However, Luca did not want to either.

Hera watched helplessly as Luca completely ignored her silent plea and walked straight into the kitchen, leaving her alone with Abel.

She forced an awkward smile.

“Babe, as much as I hate to admit it, Luca’s cooking is actually really good. You should try it.” Hera reached out to serve Abel some food.

Abel picked up a chunk of meat and tasted it. He had to admit that it was quite good.

Still, he remarked in a slow, deliberate tone, “This is the first time I’ve heard you praise Luca.”

Hera’s smile stiffened. “Oh, come on! That wasn’t a compliment.”

She added quickly, “Sure, I don’t get along with her, but I’m a reasonable person. I’m not going to lie just for the sake of it. Her cooking is good, don’t you think?”

Gerald was puzzled.

Hera glanced at him and replied, “Abel left. You two can eat at the table now.”

Gerald immediately stood up. “Got it.”

Without waiting for Luca’s response, he grabbed the plates and carried them out.

Luca had no choice but to follow him.

As he placed the plates of food on the dining table, Gerald curiously asked, “Where did the boss go?”

Hera, now back in her seat, replied, “I don’t know. He got a phone call. It seemed like something urgent, so he left immediately.”

Gerald set aside Abel’s barely touched plate of food and sighed. “Tsk, what a waste.”

Luca remained silent, quietly finishing her meal. After lunch, she stepped out onto the balcony and called Vivian.

She was not sure about Vivian’s situation and wanted to get some updates in advance. However, no matter how many times she dialed, the call would not go through.

Luca frowned and tried contacting Ray instead. This time, her phone buzzed with a message less than 30 seconds later. He told her that he was busy and could not take calls at the moment.

Luca did not push further and simply replied with a short acknowledgment.

After that, she made her way to the room where the volunteer was staying. He was having lunch. His meals were delivered daily by his family.

They could only drop them off at the door. Someone inside the house would then bring the food to him.

At first, his family was worried about him and wanted to visit in person. After his condition improved, he started doing video calls with them, which helped put their minds at ease.

“Oh, Ms. Craw, you’re here?” Sensing her presence, the volunteer paused for a moment and set down his spoon.

“Yes. Having lunch?” Luca glanced at the IV drip. There was still quite a bit left.