Surprised Wife With Twins

"Go home," he said to Finnley indifferently. “Leave me in peace.”

"Will you... go to work tomorrow?" Finnley asked tentatively, "Shall I adjust your schedules? You need a good rest."

Ivan didn't answer, feeling as if the next day was too far away from him. He didn't have the energy to think about it.

Finnley could understand how he felt. "Ok, I know what to do. Please take care, Mr. Marsh. I'll keep you updated.”

Ivan didn't reply, and Finnley left.

He closed the door. Ivan stood up and locked it from the inside. Then he pulled out two bottles of whisky from the wine cabinet, sitting in front of the window.

His eyes were full of anger. Recalling every moment he spent with Jennifer in the past few days, he felt his heart was torn apart by grief, which he had never felt so in his life before.

Probably, since he encountered Jennifer for the first time seven years ago, he had loved her to the core.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

cup, Ivan opened the lid, lifted the bottle, and gulped it

throat all the way to his stomach. The scenes where they were together became clearer and

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wished you could be happy, that I could cure the wounds on your back as well as your stomach problem, that I could cure

and kind-hearted. All her wishes were

wind blowing outside. He gulped down the whisky in frustration, wondering

jumbled mind. Each second seemed to be

be so difficult

a whole night, waiting

greatly, Ivan picked up the stomach medicine from Jennifer. Staring at the small bottle in his hand, he had

believe that she had gone without telling

pinched the medicine bottle. Her

him anymore. What was the point even if his

all his strength and crushed it, which he had been holding for a whole

the window. All were