Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 2039

Chapter 2039

Eler was envious of how Shanks pampered Nyla.

On the Island of Despair, except for Nyla, only the seriously injured could get Shanks' attention.

Eler snapped out of it as these should not be her desires. All she needed to focus on was taking care of Nyla and protecting her.

She walked over, lowered her head, and dared not look at Shanks as she said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shanks. I didn't keep a close eye on Kathryn."

Shanks looked at her. His gaze was cold and without a trace of warmth. "You didn't take good care of her. Do you know how dangerous it is to let her run around in the corridor?"

Those on the Island of Despair were not good people. It was easy for Nyla to bump into and irk these people if she walked around like that.

He could help her this time but not all the time.

If he left the island and Nyla bumped into someone, he doubted that Eler could protect her.

Eler's heart shuddered. Every time Shanks talked to her that much, he would be blaming her for not taking good care of Nyla.

She would not be jealous of a little girl being favored by Shanks, but she would still be upset.

"Sorry, Mr. Shanks." Eler sounded like she was about to cry. She was usually very careful. Although Nyla was well-behaved, she was still a child. A child would not pay as much attention to the things that adults would.

She was suddenly in the mood to play with Shanks and immediately ran out with the ball.

Eler could not stop her.

Nyla listened to Shanks' serious tone and noticed that Eler sounded as though she was about to cry. It was then she realized that she had done something wrong and caused Eler to be scolded.

She put her hands on Shanks' shoulders and said in an innocent tone, "Shanks, it's my fault. I ran around and didn't listen to Eler. Don't blame her. If you want someone to blame, you can blame me..."

Shanks raised his hand and scratched his index finger on her small nose. ‘How can I blame such a cute kid?'

"It wasn't me that you ticked off. How can I blame you?"

"Don't blame Eler, then. She didn't do it on purpose. I'm the bad girl who ran around disobediently and didn't hold the ball tight enough." Nyla pouted. She had spent some time with Shanks and knew what to do. She knew that Shanks would not continue scolding Eler if she pouted.

"Cheeky girl, promise me you won't do this again," Shanks said helplessly.

Nyla brought him some joy in his boring island life.

"I promise, Shanks." Nyla knew that he was no longer angry and smiled sweetly. "I promise to be good."

"Okay, go back to your room." Shanks moved Nyla's hand away. He could not get angry whenever he saw Nyla acting cute and pouting her lips.

"Shanks, won't you play with me?" Nyla asked.

"I still have things to do. I can't play with you today." Shanks stood up and touched her head.

He needed to prepare since he would be leaving the island that night.

Shanks planned to go to Russia. Firstly, it was because Abel took the cigars and he had to prepare more. He had to leave the island to purchase some tobacco. After all, Abel smoked very frequently. Two boxes of cigars would be gone in less than half a month.

He had to prepare more, lest Abel's cigar addiction hit. If that happened, he would argue and cause him trouble.

On the other hand, he wanted to see how Luca would deal with Abel's sneak attack.

"Ah, what about tomorrow?" Nyla asked expectantly. On this island, she was only close to her mother, Eler, Amur, and Shanks.

Both her mother and Amur had left the island, so only Eler and Shanks were left.

Eler was in charge of taking care of her, so when she was bored, she always looked for Shanks to play with her.

Although Shanks was not free most of the time, when he was, he would play various small games with her if she looked for him.

As such, Nyla liked him very much.

"Not for the next few days," Shanks said.

"Shanks, are you going out of the island?" Nyla asked with wide eyes.

Shanks knew what she was thinking about and shook his head on purpose. "No."

"Shanks, you're lying to me again! You're going out of the island. You just don't want to take me with you." Nyla pouted. She wanted to leave the island to find her mother, but no one was willing to bring her along every time she asked.

"I'm busy. Eler, take her," Shanks said. Abel stipulated that he could leave the island, but he could not bring the little girl with him.

The rule applied no matter how good their relationship was because Nyla was Abel's tool to control Luca.

"Yes, Mr. Shanks." Eler stepped forward and took Nyla in her arms.

Nyla pouted and knew that she could not say anything. She left with Eler.

"Eler..." After they walked away, Nyla lay on Eler's shoulders and said coquettishly.

"Nyla, I can't do anything about it. You were too reckless today. Promise me that you won't do this again," Eler touched the little girl's head and said helplessly.

"I'm sorry for making you frightened. I won't run off again. I'll follow you wherever you go." Nyla apologized. She made a rash move because she was too eager to play with Shanks.

"Good." Eler stroked her head.

Nyla asked, "Eler, why won't Shanks take me out of the island?"

"That's because you can't leave the island without permission," Eler said. She opened the door of their room and walked in.

"What is permission? I can hide in Shanks' coat. No one will know." All Nyla could think about was leaving the island.

"If someone finds out, you'll be endangering Mr. Shanks. You can't think like that, Nyla, okay?" Eler told Nyla.

‘It would endanger Shanks?'

Nyla frowned. Although she wanted to go find her mother, she would not do it if doing so would hurt others.

"I know, Eler." Nyla nodded.

Eler felt distressed at her sensibility. The little girl wanted to go out but could not, yet she did not cry or make a fuss.

She closed the door and put the little girl on the bed.

Nyla looked at Eler with a smile on her face and said in her innocent voice, "Eler..."

"What's the matter?" Eler poured her a glass of water and handed it to her. "Come, drink some water. You just ran, so you must be thirsty."

Nyla took the glass, took a sip, and said, "When you apologized to Shanks just now, your face turned red again."

When Eler's secret was exposed by Nyla, she stared at her helplessly and said, "You saw it wrong."

"I didn't. Eler, you blush every time you see Shanks. Why is that?" Nyla was curious.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you continue saying these things, I'm going to get angry." Eler pinched her tiny face.