"Have I agreed to give birth again?" Jennifer jumped to her feet anxiously, wishing to grab the phone. "Don't make a promise to them easily and then break your word. Once you promise them, you need to do it."

"Of course. I will do it." Ivan dragged her hand down, feeling delighted. “I'm not going to break my word."

The children giggled on the other end of the line.

Suddenly, a car was parked in the yard behind the Lamborghini. Aubree got off. She didn't take Pippa with her and only came here with a driver.

When she entered the living room, Jordan and Marry were shocked. They hurriedly put away their smiles and bowed at her respectfully, "Good evening, Madam Aubree.”

"Where is Ivan?" Aubree asked expressionlessly.

"Mr. Marsh is upstairs.”

Without letting them inform Ivan and Jennifer, Aubree walked directly upstairs.

Jordan and Marry exchanged a glance with each other, daring not to move.

They were afraid Aubree would make trouble for Jennifer. However, Ivan was with her, so they felt relieved.

ended in the living room of the second

Pressing her chin on his left shoulder, she massaged his right one. "How could you make such a promise? I don't want

we have more children?" Ivan asked deliberately. "Let's have a daughter looking like you and

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pressing his forehead against hers. "Let me see how good

put into much effort to take care of them." Ivan enjoyed chitchatting with her. He seized her hand and prompted, "Hurry. I want to listen to a

being cute. You're much older than me,

right. Tell a story to

the door, gazing at

was filled

the bottom of his heart. She could tell he was relaxed and joyful, and she hadn't seen him like this for almost ten

touched by

for her to connect the current young man with the

if it was because Jennifer was his Miss

on the sofa, she looked and behaved exaggeratedly, just like a kindergarten teacher. Seemingly a three-year-old

without blinking. His eyes glimmered brightly. A

thinking that Jennifer had fully obtained her son's

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