Jennifer smiled awkwardly. What was this?

What should she do? Should she answer?

"Mr. And Mrs. Marsh, and the little mister and miss here, please follow me upstairs.”

"We've had the Studio 25 ready for you. There are in total 20 matching outfits for parents and children. Feel free to try them on. The photographer and stylists are in there, waiting for you."

The four of them followed the shop assistant upstairs. Ivan didn't release Jennifer's hand. He could feel her hand hot. She didn't wear much clothes today, was she nervous?

Alfie called to book the studio yesterday. So far, things were within his expectation.

He had seen the reporters just now, did Jennifer and Ivan see them? In the hospital.

In a VIP ward, Catherine, whose cheeks were swollen, sat in bed and was having an IV injection.

She had finally gotten through last night. She felt alone and aggrieved. Linda brought her breakfast.

She was sitting on the chair and persuading Catherine, "Ms. Collins, you have to eat. I know you couldn't chew now, so I made you some porridge.”

"Where's Mr. Marsh?" Catherine asked in a low voice, "Is he busy now?"

"He doesn't have to

Saturday...

which meant he should be at home. Sᴇaʀᴄh

he going to come visit her? It was about nine

slapped for so many times. The test result showed that her hearing

forward to Ivan coming to see her, but at the same time, she was afraid

to see her being so embarrassed yesterday. She felt ashamed in front of

had been slapped but an ordinary employee, as the

was out

about to

genuinely worried about her. "Take care of yourself.

"Call the doctor over. I have something to ask

moment, the doctor happened

recover?"

not your face that matters the most now," the doctor checked the values on the medical

let anything delay it!" Catherine shouted in excitement, “I don't care about my

Alas!

Women!

will only take a week

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