Ivan paused his pace, watching Jennifer through the telescope. His eagle-sharp eyes became icy.

He believed Jennifer had gotten up early to meet Spencer and purposely chose this remote place to hide from the paparazzi.

In the yard across the river, there was full of laughter. People were chatting happily.

Spencer passed the grilled squid to Jennifer. "Try it. I'm best at grilling it with well-controlled time and heat.”

"Thanks." Jennifer took it over, still wondering what his relationship with Ivan was.

Spencer took over the uncooked skewers from her hands and helped her.

Ivan watched the scene. Their intimate interaction was a pain in his eyes.

"Excuse me, Mr. Marsh," Finnley approached him and whispered, "If you are OK with this land, the project will start. All of us have no other questions.”

Ivan returned the telescope to him. "All right," he answered and went to sit in the car.

Finnley was confused, wondering what had gone wrong.

a colicky pain surged in his stomach. It was so fierce that he

driver looked back at

and sensed something wrong. "Are you all right, Mr.

Leaning against the seatback, Ivan covered his stomach. The anger still

words with the senior executives before sitting in the

and started the engine right

never suffered from such a stomachache, so he didn't refuse to go to the hospital. Shortly after, sweat oozed on his forehead. Finnley

Russell." The car had been

eyes, Ivan nestled in the backseat with a painful look. He realized that it was caused by

hard to tolerate the

scene where Spencer and Jennifer were barbecuing flashed through his

night? How hypocritical!” Ivan thought

tolerant. We'll soon arrive at the hospital.” Finnley was worried about him. He pulled out his phone

The car roared forward.

Ivan reminded Finnley jealously, “Ask her to go to the hospital!" He wouldn't let her continue having fun with

because of the cake she

taken aback. Then he asked,

had memorized her number already. Without

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