Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3372 They're Both Using Each Other

The volunteer was attended to in shifts, and he asked the person in the current shift, "Did that person leave?"

"Yes." The man attending him let out a sigh of relief.

He had been so nervous when Abel was here that he could barely breathe.

"Who was that person?" the volunteer asked curiously. He could not see, but he could still sense the heavy, oppressive aura. It was as though the person might take his life at any

moment.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know. Just focus on your recovery," replied the man.

The volunteer heaved a sigh and gently turned around. Lying here, he had no idea when it would end. However, ever since the nerves had started reacting, he felt that his legs were getting better day by day.

After a while, Luca entered, carrying a tray of dry needling tools. She glanced at the attendant, noticing that it was another man today.

Luca asked, "Did the boss come by earlier?"

"Yes." The man nodded.

Luca's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the volunteer, who appeared unharmed on the bed. She knew that Abel had been temporarily convinced by Shanks' words. However, she also knew that it would not last.

Abel had no patience. Once it was exhausted, the volunteer would be in danger.

Abel might act impulsively, so while the immediate crisis seemed solved, it was not fully resolved.

Luca felt anxious. However, with her own safely uncertain, how could she protect the volunteer? Hopefully, Abel would have more patience as the matter involved Kassy.

The man pointed at her face. "Did the boss slap you?"

"Yes." Luca did not hide it. She set the tray aside and told the volunteer, "Lie down. I'll start the dry needling now."

"Okay, thank you." After spending some time together, the volunteer had become familiar with Luca. As he lay down, he casually asked, "Did your boss slap you?"

"It's nothing," replied Luca. She picked up the needles and swiftly inserted them, hoping the nerve function would improve quickly.

The volunteer asked again, "You're a good woman. Why did your boss punish you?"

Luca did not respond. How could she explain all this? Should she tell him it was because Abel was not happy with the progress of the experiment?

When the volunteer did not get a response, he realized the dry needling session was still ongoing and decided not to press the matter further.

He assumed Luca simply did not want to talk.

After pricking all the needles in the main acupoints, Luca connected the machine to stimulate the needles with electrical currents, maximizing the effect.

"This will take half an hour." Luca pressed the timer.

"Half an hour?" The volunteer was surprised. Normally, the needles were removed in just ten minutes. He was shocked to hear it would take half an hour this time.

"I'm adjusting the treatment plan," explained Luca. This was a solution she had discussed with Shanks.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The dosage of the medicine would be gradually increased, and the dry needling time could be extended too.

"Oh, okay." The volunteer hoped he would recover soon.

Once he could walk again, his eyes would be treated as well.

Luca left the room and went to the bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Despite the ice pack and the swelling medication she had taken, her face was still noticeably swollen.

Abel had slapped her with great force, and if it had been anyone else, their ear might have ruptured

Luca felt frustrated. She splashed cold water on her face, and right as she left the bathroom, she froze in her tracks. In front of her stood Hera, and her brows instinctively furrowed together.

What was she doing here?

Luca's confused gaze shifted to Gerald.

He hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Here had not spoken yet, so he dared not to say anything.

In the short time of about half an hour, he had witnessed Hera's temper. She was a spoiled young lady. If she did not want him to speak or if he said something out of turn, she would scold him.

Even though she had a bad temper, she was not the type to hit people. Even so, crossing her would lead to trouble. She was the boss woman, after all. If she was not happy, that likely meant the boss would not be either.

Who are you?" asked Hera. Even though the woman in front of her had half of her face swollen, a sense of unease still rose in her heart

Despite the swelling on half her face, Luca's other features were still sharp and beautiful, better than many others. It was not the kind of look you would see with plastic surgery.

Anyone would appreciate this woman's natural beauty.

Hera felt a sense of unease.

"Luca," Luca replied nonchalantly. She could not help but wonder why Hera was here.

Hera turned her gaze to Gerald.

"This is Ms. Craw, one of the people working on the experiment here," answered Gerald. At the same time, he glanced at Luca's swollen face, guessing it was from Abel's slap. He kindly added, "Ms. Craw, this is Ms. Sanchez, the boss' companion."

"Oh..." When Hera saw Luca, she immediately realized that the words Gerald had spoken earlier were nothing more than flattery aimed at her. Her expression immediately darkened.* Companion? I'm clearly the boss' girlfriend."

"Right, I'm sorry. I misspoke. She's the boss' girlfriend, our lady boss." Cerald put on a fawning expression on his face.

Hera frowned in displeasure, then turned her attention back to Luca, sizing her up. She quickly realized she was not as beautiful as this woman. Her competitive nature made her extremely uncomfortable right now.

Hera let out a mocking laugh, her tone laced with ill intent. "Could it be that you didn't do your job properly and got slapped by my boyfriend?

"See? I told you, you people should do your jobs properly. Look at you. You didn't take things seriously, and now, you've been slapped.

"My boyfriend usually has a good temper. It's all because of people like you that he's been so stressed. If you all just let him relax a little, we'd be on holiday in a nice villa by now. Honestly, if you don't have the skills to make the boss happy, then at least work hard, do your best, and make sure your boss is satisfied. Got it?"

Luca could not help but remember how Hera used to bully her back in school. She did not expect her to still be like this now.

A sudden smile appeared on Luca's face. Hera was only speaking so arrogantly because she relied on Abel's favoritism. However, what would she do if she knew the one Abel truly favored was not her?

Hera's anger flared when she saw the smile on Luca's face. She assumed the smile was mocking. Flustered, she snapped, "You bitch, what are you smiling at?! Don't make me take action. I'm good at slapping people, and my boyfriend won't let you off either."

Luca nodded, wiping the smile off her face.

"What exactly were you smiling at just now?" Hera pressed on, her questioning becoming more aggressive now that Luca had stopped smiling.

Luca had no intention of telling her about Kassy's situation. If Hera found out and started causing trouble with Abel, it would only backfire on her. Moreover, Luca did not think Hera was in a pure relationship with Abel.

They were both using each other.

Hera was using Abel for material gain while Abel relied on her to ease his loneliness.