Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3334 No Matter How Ugly I Am, I'm Still Your Mother

As Aunt Neile listened to Allison's words, she barely dared to breathe. She was afraid that if she said something wrong, she would be fired.

However, Luke had the final say in the household. Even if Allison were to fire her, Luke

might not necessarily go along with it.

Even so, Allison was one of the ladies of the family, and Aunt Neile's role was to follow orders.

As Luca continued to give Aunt Neile a massage, she replied to Allison, "Madam Allison, if you need a massage, I can call a therapist from a wellness center to come and help you." Allison crossed her arms and stood there, looking down at both of them. "I want you to do it."

"I can't do that," replied Luca.

"Why not?" Allison snapped. Did Luca think she was even worse than a maid? Did Luca not understand the benefits of trying to please her?

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"You don't trust my skills. If I were to give you a massage and something went wrong afterward, you'd blame me. I'm just an ordinary person who knows a little about medicine, not some massage master. If you really need it, I can get the best therapist in A City to come to you," explained Luca.

She had no intention of getting involved in Allison's affairs. Nor did she want to curry favor with her.

Her relationship with Luke did not need Allison's approval, and when the time came for her to return to the Crawford family, she would not need Allison's approval then either. She was already Luke's legal wife.

"You!" Allison was furious at her words but then smirked and mocked her, "Oh, so you do have some sense, after all. Good, at least you know your place. Just remember to keep your head down around me, or I'll have Luke kick you out."

Allison felt the mask on her face drying out. She turned around, let out a cold sneer, and made her way up the stairs.

Luca continued her massage without skipping a beat.

Aunt Neile turned her head worriedly and asked, "Ms. Craw?"

"I'm fine," replied Luca, not taking Allison's words to heart.

She felt more helpless than anything else. It seemed that Allison still had not figured out her position.

There was hardly any room for Allison to speak in the Crawford family, yet she acted so self- righteous. Luca found it absurd.

Then she thought that maybe Allison knew she did not have any real say in the family, which was why she acted so arrogantly. It was as though she wanted the whole world to know she was back and that she would tightly grasp everything in the Crawford family.

However, the more she tried to grasp something tightly, the more it slipped away from her.

Allison probably had not realized that the moment she sent someone to steal antiques at Crawford Manor, it had already signaled her inability to compete with Susan.

The lady of the Crawford family could be anyone, but certainly not a thief—especially one who pilfered from her own family. Yet here she was, talking so much. She was revealing just how diminished her standing had become in comparison to Susan.

Perhaps, deep down, she sensed this reality, which fueled her need to flaunt her authority in front of others. She wanted to seek validation for her existence.

Luca massaged Aunt Neile for a bit longer and then applied a medicinal patch. "Aunt Neile, you can peel this off when you take a shower and put it back on afterward. The adhesive is really strong, so you can still use it after taking it off."

"Okay. Thank you, Ms. Craw," replied Aunt Neile as she sat up, moving around a bit and feeling much more at ease.

The pain had almost completely disappeared.

"It's getting late, so you should head home," suggested Luca as she walked out of the room. She first went to wash her hands, rinsing off the lingering scent of the medicinal cream. Then, she carefully returned the tub to its place.

She had gone to several pharmacies to convince the owners to source this product through other channels. Although the medicinal cream itself was not expensive, it was hard to find, making it particularly valuable.

She glanced toward the guest room but did not want to provoke Allison, so she headed straight back to the master bedroom.

Luke was working there.

Luca asked in a soft voice. "Am I interrupting you?"

"Why are you saying that?" Luke shook his head, indicating that she would not be a bother

and invited her to sit.

Luca shook her head. "I'm going to take a shower first."

She took her pajamas from the closet and walked into the bathroom.

In the guest room, Allison had completed her skincare routine but still felt her skin was dry and uncomfortable. Despite applying several moisturizing products, her skin remained dry and itchy.

Allison was irritated.

The environment here was clearly better than in Seoul, so why was her skin reacting like this?

Looking at the various bottles in front of her, she decided to leave the guest room and walked over to the master bedroom. She did not bother to knock and simply pushed the door open.

Luke was busy with work when she pushed the door open without knocking, startling him with her bare-faced appearance.

"What are you doing?" Luke frowned.

Even though she was his mother and he had seen her like this before, he could not help but feel startled. He found himself grappling with a sense of unease.

Especially at night, Allison's sudden appearance was enough to give anyone nightmares.

Luke was relieved that he and Luca had decided to send the kids back to Crawford Manor. Otherwise, if the kids saw Allison's face, they would definitely have nightmares.

"It's too early to sleep, so I came to see you," replied Allison. Her expression darkened as she heard the sound of water.

Even though she knew the two were close and would be living together, hearing the sound of the shower at that moment still made her uncomfortable.

Another person who gave her this same feeling was Bianca.

She did not like either of Luke's two women.

Sophian was way better. She always catered to Allison, but unfortunately, Luke did not have

any feelings for her.

"It's already nighttime, and you just walk into someone's room without knocking? Is that how it works in Seoul?" Luke asked in an icy tone.

Allison pouted, feeling like he was intentionally reprimanding her.

"You're my son. What's the big deal?"

"I'm an adult, and I've been one for many years. From now on, you need to knock before entering anyone's bedroom. Don't just barge in. It's unsettling." Luke's words were layered

with meaning.

"Oh, so you're all grown up now, huh? Is that why you're acting like you're too good for me? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this position!" Allison picked up on his underlying message and tried to throw a fit.

Luke frowned. How could she blame him for that?

Allison continued her complaints, "If you hadn't insisted on going to that place in Russia to

meet that person, I wouldn't have gotten kidnapped by those people on the Island of

Despair, and our family wouldn't have split up.

"If we hadn't separated, I wouldn't have been tricked by those two sisters at the beauty salon into using all those shoddy products, which ruined my face.

"Luke, you heartless brat! If you had just stayed put in A City, I wouldn't look like this now, and you still have the nerve to call me ugly? No matter how ugly I am, I'm still your mother!"

As Allison spoke, she stepped closer, practically itching to show Luke every wrinkle and scar

on her face.

"Look at these and these." Allison tugged at her skin, revealing a network of deep creases that concealed all sorts of scars and imperfections.

Luke pretended to keep his composure as he shifted his gaze.