Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1103 Ivan’s Lie

Jennifer asked, "What if Finnley were injured today? Would you still ask me such a question?"

"Of course not," Ivan replied without hesitation, "But they are different. Don't you know what I mean?"

"How different? Finnley is your special assistant, and Tristan is my father's. They both are men, young and brave.”

Ivan stepped on the brake and pulled the car over on the roadside. Jennifer's heart tightened. She looked at him in surprise.

Ivan looked into her eyes and asked affirmatively, "Tristan has a crush on you. Can't you feel it?" His eyes turned intense and cold as he almost lost control.

Jennifer sighed, shaking her head. "I didn't have such a feeling."

“It's because I've warned him. He's repressing.” Ivan burst into anger while recalling the scene earlier. "Just now, he was watching you all the time. Your existence in the operating room almost made him forget the pain.”

"You..." Jennifer was shocked by the overloaded information.

Ivan added overbearingly, "Come back to the Marsh Group as soon as you finish the project. Don't show up on his face again.” He didn't want another man to covet his wife.

“You are too impossible!" Jennifer burst into anger. "You need to calm down."

tried to push the door open and get off, but the

restarted the engine and tossed the crystal back

almost missed it. "Hey!" She hurriedly caught

ahead, his

Silence blanketed the car.

flashing views outside the window. She felt frustrated and depressed. On the one hand, she was worried about her father and Tristan. On the other hand,

stare at Ivan and

pressed his thin

thought he was too babyish and stopped

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of chicken soup, Marry smiled dearly. "Come on. Have

"Thank you, Marry."

both hands, moving

the brightly lit operating room, Tristan's wound had been stitched and

anesthetic was still effective, so he