"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.

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to him after taking off her shoes. Pressing her chin on his left shoulder, she massaged his right

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hers. "Let me see how good you are telling a story. I'm afraid you might negatively impact

upright, hitting him while giggling. "You can't look down on me. I put into much effort to take care of them." Ivan enjoyed chitchatting with her. He seized her hand

being cute. You're much older

right. Tell a

at the door, gazing at the couple on the

was filled with

was from the bottom of his heart. She could tell he was relaxed and joyful, and she hadn't seen

felt touched by

man with the decisive, competent, and aloof man in the office

wondered if it was because Jennifer was his Miss Right, so he could be like a

Ivan a story. Standing on the sofa, she looked and behaved exaggeratedly, just like

three-year-old, gazed at her without blinking. His eyes glimmered brightly. A smile played on his lips. After the story ended,

thinking that Jennifer

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