Mr. Marsh’s Twins

“Ivan Marsh sent his men to stalk me, and he’s always alert to me,” Jennifer replied bluntly, “Think he has taken me as his family? A man like him will never trust others. He’s heartless and profit-driven.”

“No. He’s not like that,” Jordan explained, “Probably he’s heartless to others, but he loves you and your children. I know him well. Since you moved in, his aura has become gentler.”

Jennifer smiled at him. “He’s done it for the children. He values family affection, Jordan.”

Jordan was rendered wordless.

Suddenly, Jennifer seemed to recall something. “By the way, who is Spencer Lawrence?”

“Spencer Lawrence?” Jordan shook his head. “I’ve never heard of this man before.”

Jennifer could tell he told the truth, feeling puzzled.

At dust, Ivan didn’t return home.

The dishes on the table almost went cold. The children were so hungry that their bellies growled, looking expectantly into the yard.

“Mommy, do you want to call Daddy to ask him when he’ll return?” Alfie played with his fork and asked in a weak tone.

“No. Let’s not wait any longer. Let’s eat.” Jennifer filled the children’s bowls with soup.

Diana picked up her fork. Her mother’s dishes were too yummy. It was a miracle for Diana to wait for such a long time.

Alfie also longed to eat the food. He started pigging out.

Standing at the door, Jordan was still waiting, wondering why Ivan hadn’t come home.

Jennifer made a table full of dishes and waited for him. Usually, Ivan would have been home at this time because he never worked overtime.

The downstairs of the Marsh Group’s building.

The driver pulled the rear door of the Lamborghini open. Ivan sat in.

While the driver started the engine, Ivan said, “To Rowan’s house.”

“Okay, Mr. Marsh.”

Ivan calmly gave himself an injection in the car.

Somehow, he subconsciously recalled the noodle bowl soup and Jennifer…

He recalled the night seven years ago and the second time when they met in Sunshine Village.

Everything about Jennifer appeared in his mind.

Ten minutes later, Rowan’s villa.

Ivan and Rowan were sitting oppositely on the sofa in the living room. Rowan poured two glasses of wine. The last time Ivan came to his house was for the paternity test.From NôvelDrama.Org.

“Tell me more about her.” Ivan furrowed his brows slightly, feeling a bit solemn. “You should know her life in the past seven years.”

Rowan could tell he was bothered by something and his mood was poor.

Ivan wanted to know Jennifer more, which meant he cared about her.

Rowan picked up his goblet and sipped the wine. He signed, “Her life in the past seven years was difficult, extremely hard.” Then he looked up and noticed the thoughtful look in Ivan’s eyes.

Rowan added, “When a woman is pregnant, she’s the most fragile physically and mentally. She was carrying twins, so she had a more difficult period than others.”

Listening to him, Ivan sipped the wine in silence.

“Her pregnancy was smooth. I accompanied her to go through the health checks. Once she was diagnosed, she decided to give birth as the twins were innocent. She was too kind-hearted to give them up, although she knew her future would be difficult.” Rowan was touched by Jennifer’s braveness.

“In fact, she knew who her babies’ father was,” Roman continued, “However, she never thought of looking for him, as it was her own decision to give birth.”

“After Alfie and Diana were born, they had pneumonia before turning one month old. It was a hard time for all of them. Jennifer took care of them all day and night without taking a nap. She was afraid they couldn’t make it when she slept…”

Ivan felt his heart so heavy when listening.

“She took care of her babies by herself. As an inexperienced mother, she searched for information online and wrote notes. Soon, she became a nursing expert.”

“She taught them to speak and walk. It wasn’t an easy phase. She had put a lot of effort and been indeed patient…”

“Once, she was too exhausted and on high fever. Alfie called me for help. When I arrived, she had already been in a coma…”

Mixed feelings surged in Ivan’s heart, which had a sharp pang.