Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 3386 Got Hera Admitted To The Hospital

Luca placed her hand on Hera's other wrist, checking her pulse. "Her condition is worsening. The inflammation in her body has intensified.

"I prescribed her medication. Those are Mr. Shanks' formulations, and they're highly effective for reducing inflammation. It shouldn't be getting worse."

Gerald pursed his lips before finally speaking up. "Luca, when I was cleaning yesterday, I saw that Ms. Sanchez had thrown all the medication you prescribed into the trash. She didn't take any of it."

Luca was speechless.

She had been questioning whether the medicine was ineffective or if she had made an error in diagnosis. It turned out that it was Hera herself who had sabotaged her treatment.

"What should we do now?" asked Gerald.

"There's no other option. She needs to go to a hospital," Luca decided firmly. "Her condition is serious, and since she doesn't trust my treatment, the hospital is her best choice."

"Can't you help her just this once?" pleaded Gerald, "I mean, she looks really bad right now. You and Mr. Shanks are way more skilled than any hospital doctors. She'd recover much faster with your help."

Luca frowned. She was not one to meddle unnecessarily.

Hera's blatant rejection of her help did not inspire any goodwill.

"Call Mr. Shanks. If he's willing to treat her, fine. If not, she goes to the hospital." Luca's tone left no room for negotiation.

Gerald heaved a sigh and went to fetch Shanks.

Ten minutes later, Shanks came strolling leisurely. "What's the issue?"

Luca stepped aside to give him space and briefly explained Hera's condition and her earlier diagnosis. After checking the pulse, Shanks's expression did not change. "Your diagnosis is accurate. She won't die." Gerald and the other man in the room froze, caught off guard by Shanks' bluntness. She would not die? Was that supposed to be reassuring?

Only Luca understood his meaning. Hera's life wasn't in immediate danger, so hospital treatment would suffice. "Mr. Shanks, you're not going to treat her?" Luca asked in a soft voice.

"Why should I waste my effort on someone who threw away my medicine?" Shanks' tone was as cold as ice. He despised those who disregarded others' goodwill.

The moment he learned Hera had discarded his medicine, she was firmly placed on his blacklist.

Luca straightened her back and turned to Gerald. "Are you taking her to the hospital yourselves, or should we call an ambulance?"

"Can't you just handle it here?" Gerald dreaded the hassle of a hospital visit.

Luca shook her head. "She doesn't trust me and has already discarded Mr. Shanks' medicine. It's better if she goes to the hospital."

Left with no choice, Gerald relented. "Alright, I'll notify the boss first."

Stepping out of the room, Gerald called Abel.

After Abel answered the call, Gerald summarized the situation concisely.

"No need to send her to the hospital. Shanks can handle it," Abel responded calmly, his tone almost indifferent. "Mr. Shanks is unwilling to treat her because of what happened with the medication," Gerald replied cautiously, starting to doubt whether Abel genuinely cared about Hera.

He seemed far too detached for someone supposedly concerned about her well-being.

Just as Gerald was contemplating this, a sultry woman's voice echoed faintly from the other end of the call. It dawned on Gerald what his boss was preoccupied with.

No wonder he did not come back all night.

If Hera found out about this, she would probably be furious...

Abel, growing impatient, said bluntly, "Just send her to the hospital. Make sure she doesn't die, and have someone watch her so she doesn't run off."

"Yes, boss." Gerald clicked his tongue quietly. He had to make sure Hera did not die and could not escape...

Not wanting to leave himself, he passed the task to one of the nearby men.

Half an hour later, an ambulance arrived to take Hera away.

The villa returned to its usual calm.

Gerald stood next to Luke, looking a bit restless as he said, "I have a secret."

Luke did not even glance at him as his focus entirely on Luca, who was busy in the kitchen.

He wanted to help her.

However, Luca had refused, saying it would be too obvious and might raise suspicion.

So all he could do was stand there with the others, watching her busy back as they waited for breakfast.

Still, seeing her handle so much work on her own tugged at his heart.

Gerald, noticing the lack of response, continued talking to himself. "I've realized something. The boss doesn't actually love Ms. Sanchez."

Luke remained silent, acting as though Gerald did not exist.

Gerald, now used to the lack of reaction, pressed on, "When I called the boss earlier, I could hear a woman's voice in the background. Seems like he spent the whole night with someone else. And when I told him Ms. Sanchez was sick, he couldn't have been colder about it. It's like she's just a stranger to him, not his girlfriend."

Luke's expression showed a hint of exasperation. He reminded Gerald, "When have you ever heard him admit that Hera is his girlfriend?"

Gerald froze for a moment, furrowing his brows as he thought back. When he came to think of it, it had always been Hera claiming she was Abel's girlfriend.

Abel had never confirmed it, not even once.

However, he also had not denied it publicly, so everyone just assumed she was...

"You're right..." Gerald glanced around, suddenly feeling like he had stumbled upon some juicy gossip. Leaning closer to Luke, he whispered, "So, everything might just be in Ms. Sanchez's head?"

Luke did not reply.

Undeterred, Gerald muttered to himself, "If Ms. Sanchez is just one of the boss's many female companions, why bring her here? Tsk, tsk... Do you think the boss has some bigger plan?"

"Not afraid of losing your head?" Luke shot him a sharp look. How did someone like Gerald end up on the Island of Despair?

Was he clever before but just got dumber over time?

Gerald shivered, instinctively touching his neck as the gravity of his words hit him.

Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut before he said something that really got him into trouble.

Luca walked out of the kitchen, addressing the group waiting for breakfast. "It's ready."

The group quickly headed to the kitchen.

Luke lingered for a moment, his gaze fixed on Luca. He said in a low, sincere voice, "Thank you for your hard

work."

Luca smiled back at him warmly.

If Luke were not here, she definitely would not have volunteered for this.

Now that he was risking everything to stay by her side.

Luca could not bear to let him suffer either.

After breakfast, Abel returned.

Luca was busy in the lab with Shanks.

Someone knocked on the door to tell her to come downstairs.

She had no choice but to put down her work and head down.

Abel was seated on a dark red sofa. The leather was not real, and its quality left much to be desired, with noticeable creases.

He looked at the woman walking down the stairs with a cold expression.

Luca stood there, her tone far from respectful as she greeted him, "Good morning, Boss."

Abel's gaze turned icier, his voice dripping with mockery. "So, you still remember I'm your boss?"

Luca froze for a moment but said nothing, waiting for him to find an excuse to make things difficult for her.

"How dare you!" Abel suddenly lashed out.

Luca frowned, assuming he was here to hassle her about Hera.

Sure enough, his next words confirmed it. "Why is Hera in the hospital?"