Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1844

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Cherry knows she has violated the rules of the game, so she paces back and forth in the living room, clutching her phone, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, not knowing what to do for a while.

In this state of anxiety, she spent a whole hour alone.

Strange, why hasn't Spencer come back yet?

Cherry looked at the motionless living room door, looked at the darkening night outside the window, and didn't know what he was thinking.

He went into the live broadcast room and left without saying a word.

But so much time has passed, and he still hasn't come back to hold her accountable.

Cherry started to think optimistically. Since he chose to bring her home... did he ever have a slight thought of marriage in his mind?

They have been getting along well during this time, so Spencer must like her, right?

Thinking of this possibility, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Cherry's heart. The thought of one day putting on a wedding dress for him made her feel wonderful, as if her heart had been filled with honey.

It's been so long since the end of the live broadcast. Could it be that Spencer went out to buy a gift?

As Cherry thought about it, she held onto a glimmer of hope, thinking that maybe she was that special someone after all?

After dinner, Spencer left Emerald Bay by car.

He gripped the steering wheel with one hand, staring ahead into the night, his eyes bursting with a sharp and cold light like that of an eagle.

He knew exactly what the woman wanted.

When the car entered the villa's courtyard, a car's headlights shone in, startling Cherry, who was sitting on the living room sofa, causing her to quickly regain her composure.

She suddenly turned her head, her chest tightening, as Spencer returned.

After getting out of the car and slamming the door, he walked inside with a cold face, his eyes emitting a sharp and resolute light.

When he pushed open the living room door, the guilty woman was so shocked that she stood up from the sofa and met the man's icy, resolute gaze. He returned with empty hands, as if reality had slapped her in the face.