Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3307 Don't Waste Dr. Craw's Efforts

There was a hint of awkwardness on Gordan's face.

There was no way he could argue against what Lanie said. The more he thought about it, the more he realized those words could really distract the kids from their homework.

Luke glanced at his son. Then, he turned to Gale and asked, "Feel like having a drink?"

"From your wine cellar?" Gale's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Luke nodded.

"Of course! Count me in!" Gale replied enthusiastically. He then remembered Gordan could not drink and teased him, "We'll be enjoying ourselves, but someone here won't be so lucky. No drinking for him!"

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"Go pick a bottle, Gordan. You can have it once you've recovered," added Luke. He knew Gordan was not exactly great at controlling himself around alcohol.

"Thanks." Gordan's eyes lit up as well, the thought of good wine brightening his mood a little.

The three of them headed to the wine cellar.

After Gordan left, Vivian visibly relaxed. She was still trying to get used to everything, but it was a slow process.

"Ms. Vivian, don't be sad." Rainie was a thoughtful little girl. She sensed that Vivian might be feeling down, so she leaned in close and whispered words of comfort in her ear.

"Thank you, Rainie. I'm not sad," replied Vivian as she smiled warmly at the angelic girl in front of her.

Gale and Gordan each picked a bottle of wine. When they returned to the living room, only the three kids were there. Vivian had already gone somewhere else.

Gale looked thoughtful for a moment before turning to Gordan. "Do you ever think about watching your mouth?"

"What did I do? If she can't handle it, she shouldn't be around me," retorted Gordan. He thought he had not done anything wrong.

Was there anyone to defend him when she made Ray treat him that way?

Gordan was full of grievances, forgetting that it all started with him provoking Vivian in the first place.

If he had not gone after her to complete his mission, none of this would have happened. Gale shook his head helplessly without any intention of continuing the topic. He turned his

attention to the three kids doing their homework. "If you need help with anything, feel free to ask me."

"My kids are smart. They don't need to ask you," Luke replied calmly.

"Come on, boss!" Gale protested, feeling a little defeated. Could Luke not let him show off a bit in front of the kids?

Tommy let out a chuckle. "Uncle Gale, we don't need any help. We understand everything. And if we don't, we have Lanie."

"Yeah, yeah, your brother's a genius who knows everything. These three really are a breeze to deal with." A hint of envy flickered in Gale's eyes.

Luke's and Luca's genes were just too strong. Not only were their kids smart, but they were also good-looking. How did they manage to make all three kids so exceptional?

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Vivian watched as Aunt Neile poured a pot of freshly brewed herbal medicine into a bowl. She could not help but frown and cluck her tongue. "What kind of soup is that? It looks bitter."

"Ms. Vivian, it's not soup," Aunt Neile explained with a smile. "It's herbal medicine." "Medicine? Who's sick?" asked Vivian. She had not noticed anyone in Luke's family being sick, so why were they drinking herbal medicine?

"It's for Mr. Norton," clarified Aunt Neile.

Luca nodded. "Yes, it's for Gordan."

"Oh, him." Vivian remembered that his hand was injured. She had been worried about it earlier, but after running into him today and hearing his sharp words, she had completely forgotten about his injury.

"Yes." Luca glanced at the sugar. Her expression was indifferent, and she clearly did not intend to add any to the medicine.

"How is his arm doing now?" Vivian asked nonchalantly even though she was clearly interested.

"For a regular person, it's considered to have healed," replied Luca, setting the mug aside.

"Oh, I see." Vivian understood what she meant. If Gordan were an average person, his hand would have been considered to be fully healed by now.

However, since he was not, he had not fully recovered yet, which explained the need for the medicine. She stared at the black, thick liquid and frowned just from imagining how bitter it had to be.

Seeing Gordan drink it would be quite a sight.

After knowing him for years, Vivian was well aware that Gordan was not a fan of anything bitter.

Would he actually drink this medicine?

Noticing that Luca was about to take the mug out without adding sugar, Aunt Neile

reminded her, "Ms. Craw, you haven't added the sugar yet."

"Mr. Norton is a grown man, he can handle a little bitterness. No need for sugar," replied Luca with a slight smirk on her face.

She had overheard Gordan's harsh words to Vivian earlier and purposely decided not to add the sugar. "Besides, the more bitter the medicine, the better it works."

"Huh? Why's that?" Aunt Neile asked with confusion.

"Herbal medicine is supposed to be bitter," explained Luca.

"Really?" Aunt Neile was still puzzled. Previously, when Luca made this medicine, she would add some sweet herbs to balance out the bitterness. Earlier, she had even mentioned

they ran out of those herbs and could only add sugar.

Yet, she was not putting in sugar now? It seemed like Luca was deliberately making the medicine more bitter for Gordan.

Aunt Neile was still wondering about it when she glanced at Vivian and suddenly realized

what was going on.

Luca turned to Vivian and asked, "Are you heading back out?"

Vivian looked at the mug of medicine in Luca's hands, quickly catching on. She nodded and replied, "Sure."

Since this was Luca's way of getting back at Gordan, Vivian was not about to spoil the fun.

After all, Gordan had been full of snide comments earlier. Now, she was curious to see if he would still have so much to say after drinking this bitter medicine.

The two of them walked into the living room.

The smell of the herbal medicine filled the air immediately. With the air conditioning on and

the poor ventilation, the smell lingered.

Luke looked over at them. "Is that Gordan's medicine?"

"Yes, it is." Luca smiled and set the mug on the coffee table in front of the man sitting on the

couch. "Mr. Norton, the medicine is ready. Time to drink up."

Gordan's brows furrowed. Why did this medicine seem even more bitter than usual? The

dark, thick liquid looked almost like poison.

He had not even taken a sip yet but could already imagine how awful it was going to taste. He thought about making a run for it for a second.

Gale, who was beside him, asked, "Why aren't you drinking it yet? This was brewed by Dr. Craw herself. You can't let all her hard work go to waste."

As he spoke, he deliberately emphasized the last part, then flashed a mischievous grin and winked at Luca and Vivian. He lived for moments like this.

"Stop talking so much." Gordan rolled his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk. Don't tell me you're scared? It's already funny enough seeing a grown man afraid of pain, but you're scared of a little bitterness too? Come on, that's just pathetic." Gale shook his head in mock disapproval.

Seeing Gale stir up trouble like this made Gordan want to shove the whole mug of medicine down his throat.

Gale caught the look on Gordan's face and scooted a bit farther away. Then, he pointed at the mug of medicine and said, "Hurry up and drink it. Don't waste Dr. Craw's efforts. It'll taste even more bitter if it cools down, and some medicine only works when you drink it hot."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the living room, both adults and kids, turned their eyes toward Gordan. They waited for his next move.