Surprised Wife With Twins

Jennifer and Ivan got off, heading for the house.

“How are you guys? Would you join us for dinner?” Spencer stood up, seeing them enter. He wondered if they had dinner, planning to inform the kitchen to prepare more dishes for them.

“No, thanks, Spencer,” Ivan answered, “We'll go back to Kelsington Bay later.”

“Are you playing chess?" Jennifer walked toward them, sitting on the sofa next. “Spencer, I want to keep you updated. I've finished the last episode of the drama. How are you?”

“You are indeed efficient,” Spencer praised her. Then he lifted his arm exaggeratedly. “Look! I'm completely recovered.”

“What's your plan next?” Jennifer asked, “Continue to act?”

“I don't care.” Spencer was still playful and had no purpose in achieving anything in the entertainment business. “Let nature take its flow. I would if there was any good play script. It depends on my status.”

Jennifer nodded thoughtfully. Spencer asked, “How about you? What will you do after dubbing? Work as the vice president of the Marsh Group?”

“Likewise. I haven't made up my mind yet.” Jennifer cast down her eyes, her long, curly eyelashes covering her eyes.

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the heart grow fonder.” Spence shared his experience. “I've been there. I'm sure you'll

only means you didn't love the girl deeply enough,” Ivan retorted solemnly. Then he changed the subject. “Spencer, work for the entertainment company run by the Marsh Group.

looked over at him. “Will I depend on my backer too evidently, then?” He hadn't decided yet as he had been used to being

knew he would consider

the way, Ivan informed Kelsington Bay that they would return for dinner

the vintage

the recipes in person. “lvan’s stomach has recovered already. We can

"OK, Madam Aubree.”

back. Therefore, she asked the chef to prepare a few of

walked to Ivan and Jennifer with Thomas when the Lamborghini was parked in the

“Good evening, Mom.”

“Evening, Madam Aubree.”

Mr.

greeted each other and entered the living

on the dining table. A maid informed them that dinner was ready,

you'll like them.” Aubree sat down, looking loving. “Make yourself

hearing her words and decided to visit her more in the

only want to have a meal with you. The

look wonderful,” Jennifer complimented bluntly.