He chewed carefully, feeling it was delicious, and he didn't feel sick. Jordan inadvertently saw the scene and was stunned.

It was like seeing the sun come out of the west.

Ivan was engrossed in eating the noodles. Jordan found it was not a dream, so he stepped forward.

Ivan raised his eyes at the sound of Jordan's voice and looked indifferent.

"Mr. Marsh," Jordan stood in front of the coffee table and asked with surprise, "You can eat now? Your stomach is better?"

Ivan paused and replied, "I just taste it."

"Don't you feel sick?" Jordan was pleased.

Ivan thought for a moment, “Not really."

Jordan was cheerful to know that Miss Brooks had made the noodle. It seemed that she was a savior.

The family chef frequently changed before because no one could make food to meet the taste of lvan. He constantly vomited no matter what he ate and relied on nutrient solutions to live.

Could Miss Brooks do magic?

full of smiles. “It's a great fate." The rain had stopped, the sun rose from the east, and the courtyard was fresh after the

children upstairs to do their homework. Jennifer sat in the chair, staring at the Lamborghini in the courtyard. "It's almost eight o'clock. Isn't he going

she felt incredibly embarrassed when she

around his chest. Leaning on the back of the chair, he patiently waited for Jennifer to come

finished eating, leaving an empty bowl on

hated waiting for people, got

handsome. He was mysterious

his car. Jennifer didn't notice him but complained, "What the hell? Doesn't he go

what did

raised her eyes to see him standing right in front of her, and her heart

being, not an evil from

feigned calmness, withdrew her gaze, rolled her eyes, and went to the living

she enjoyed looking at them. "Accompany me to a banquet this afternoon.” Ivan stood beside

Jennifer asked uncertainly, "You're taking me to show

to be without a female companion around him no

afraid to be seen by others?"

glared back at

real Mrs. Marsh. Isn't it

He was serious.

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