Surprised Wife With Twins

Her eyes glinted with a trace of alert. "What does it have to do with you?"

"Nothing, but it has something to do with you.” The playful smile still didn't fake off his face, making him look naughty and unruly. “The best way to cure the disappointment in love is to find a new replacement. I'm willing to be that one."

Jennifer's eyes become steely. She pulled her hands from his, cast down her eyes, and continued to put the ointment on his wounds. "Want to leave every matter to the time?" Spencer kept hitting her raw nerves. "Time won't be able to help you." He peered out the window, beaming at the rain that was getting heavier.

He was expectant of what would happen in three days.

"Mind your own business." Jennifer finished putting the ointment for him and packed the first-aid kit. "Don't fight again in the future.”

Standing next to the coffee table, she snapped, "Don't you think you are too childish? Even if you won, so what? He has lost his memories, but you haven't. He's your older brother."

“I don't like him." Spencer looked up at her, leaning against the back of the sofa, crossing his legs. "Whenever I see him, I want to hit him. I can't help it."

“Then practice more. Or you'll be the one beaten up all the time." Jennifer didn't have the mood to get involved in the business between the two men. She turned around and went upstairs.

"He didn't have wounds on his face, but I threw two punches on his chest." Spencer felt reluctant.

Jennifer panicked, wondering if Ivan had been injured.

She was worried.

she reminded herself to relax as Ivan

became a

on the stairs. Spencer felt that the sound of the rain was seemingly

put away the smile, a trace of disappointment flashing

Lamborghini stopped in the

up his phone and dialed Jennifer's number, his eyes

Jennifer's bedroom, second floor.

at the incoming call. A sharp pang raised in

row, and she repressed her urge to ignore

to fill the bathtub with

to relax and soothe herself.

pinched his phone and heard the robotic voice, "Sorry, but the subscriber you’ dialed is

help wondering why Jennifer had switched off her phone and why she had refused to answer his

door open and got off the car in the rain. There was an

his way on the steps. "Why are you here?" Evidently, he didn't want to see Ivan. "Where

his lips. He watched Ivan make phone

it to you?

the ointment on the bruises on Spencer's