Surprised Wife With Twins

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?

strict, was full of smiles. “It's a great fate." The rain had stopped, the sun rose

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

meeting him, and she felt incredibly embarrassed when she was gazed at by

Leaning on the back of the chair, he patiently waited for Jennifer to come out to try on

already finished eating, leaving an empty bowl on

for people, got up

sunlight coming through the window, Ivan was extraordinarily handsome. He was mysterious when he saw

that line of sight, he found she was staring at his car. Jennifer didn't notice him but complained, "What the hell? Doesn't

Marsh, what did you

was startled, raised her eyes to see him standing right in front of her, and her heart suddenly missed half

not an

her gaze, rolled her eyes,

luxurious, she enjoyed looking at

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

be without a female companion around him no matter the occasion, which was why

you too gorgeous to be afraid to be seen by

back

“You're not a mistress, but the real Mrs. Marsh. Isn't it only a matter of time before

He was serious.