Jennifer knew that he lied because he didn't want her to feel bad. She didn't say sorry because she knew if she did, Spencer would feel even worse.

However, deep inside, she had apologized to Spencer millions of times. “I'm sorry.” After Spencer's wounds were bandaged, he looked at everyone and said sincerely, “It was all my fault. I aimost got you killed.” “Stop apologizing,” Ivan said calmly and had regained his usual composure. “We were doing everyone a favor by getting rid of Hanson.” “Yes.” Rowan agreed, “Everyone, get into the car. Go home and change your clothes. You don't want any infection.”

Ivan helped Jennifer into the car and Spencer sat next to them.

The three of lvan’s men got in after them.

Ivan picked Jennifer up and let her sit on his laps.

“Does it hurt? Will I hurt you?” Jennifer was worried.

Ivan held her waist. “My wound’s on my back, not my thighs.”

Rowan drove the car.

When they arrived at Rowan's house, they saw a Limo parked in the yard.

“It's Mrs. Marsh.” Rowan looked back and reminded Ivan.

Everyone in the car was stunned, including Ivan. What a bad time!

gate of the house, Aubree, who had been waiting, stared at the

got out of

felt flustered. She had finally started to patch things up with Aubree, she didn't want it

her hand and helped

everyone followed them and got out

for Rowan, everyone else looked

walking over, Aubree looked at

had a lot of questions on her

saw Ivan, she

was furious.

Aubree asked in a harsh voice, “How did this happen? Were you fighting again? What was it about

all she cared about was Ivan and she was pointing fingers at

looked at Spencer with

you should go home first. We need to treat our wounds now and

Ivan

as Aubree turned her head, she saw Ivan’s bloodstained back and was

arm and shouted, “Was it you?” There

answer, Ivan had grabbed Aubree’s hand

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