Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1180 Meeting

“Your brother-in-law went to pick up your mother, they will be there in a while." With an extremely gentle voice, Jennifer tied his shoelaces, and took his cool little hand, "Eason, do you want to put on another layer? Are you cold?"

The little guy shook his head, staring at her with big eyes, "I am not cold."

At this time, Ivan came in through the door with Joan.

Jennifer turned her eyes when she heard the sound. Eason raised her eyes too.

Joan saw her son at a glance. Time seemed to be still. Her excitement was beyond words.

Joan could only see her son at the moment as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

For a moment, she was overwhelmed, her heart was full of sourness. Tears gathered in her eyes, and her lips trembled, but she couldn't say anything.

Joan walked towards his son step by step.

Jennifer stood up and stepped back a few steps to the side. When her eyes met Ivan's, lvan's eyes softened a bit, but his face remained cold. Jennifer knew that he had been restraining his urge to kill Joan. Jennifer walked towards him and took his arm, hoping he could calm down.

Ivan's hatred for Joan was not hard to see.

Eason, sitting on the sofa, looked up at his mother for a moment. Joan was a bit strange, but also a little familiar to him. It's been a long while since they last met.

was thinking slowly, not very

she knelt down in front of the sofa, and held the little boy's

his tearful mother and pursed his lips, "Mom." His throat was a

hugged him into her arms, “Yes,

was shaking and

any emotional changes. He just wanted to see his mother, and

his mother had done from the

stand up, let me

Tears rolled down her face. She reluctantly let go

he obediently

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came back to his senses

tone showed his

away tears

knew how precious every second was at

knowing this was probably the last time that

heart ached like it was being

cry,” Eason repeated this sentence again, raised his chubby little hand, and wiped away the tears from her

Even though Joan was a bad person,