Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 66

Catherine saw him, and her heart performed a somersault, her blood boiling. Instantly, her mood became excellent.

"Morning, Ivan," she stopped in front of him and blocked his way purposely. Their gazes met.

He hadn't looked at her in this way for a long time.

Catherine's gaze fell on his hair bang. She wanted to graze it, but Ivan flinched slightly.

"There's a sunflower seed shell." She removed it for him and withdrew her hand. Wearing a gentle smile, she asked, "We're indeed busy today. You left the company earlier. What happened? Do you need any help?"

"Nothing." Ivan bypassed her with a stern look, striding forward.

Catherine panicked. She turned to look at his receding figure, followed him to his office, and stood in front of his desk.

Ivan sat in his chair, looking at her.

She was always drowned in the pools of his eyes, but she kept calm.

Catherine put a file on his desk and shifted their conversation in another direction. "The design department has drafted 28 samples. I've reviewed the drafts and filtered the samples. Please go through them. They are indeed gorgeous."

Ivan was still expressionless, as if he didn't hear her.

"All of us paid a lot of attention to the design of this series." The smile didn't fade off her face. "Many works were done by the subordinates over time. Most design department staff thought they were more inspired at night..."

Before she finished her words, Ivan picked up his phone and dialed a number in her presence.

Shortly after, he spoke, "Rowan, are you home tonight? I'll go to your house after work."

Catherine's smile stiffened. She could tell Ivan didn't listen to her report earlier.

She broke off and watched him end the phone conversation.

"I've taken Spencer to Rowan's house earlier," she said, "He gave Spencer some ointments. The bruises will go in a few days. Please don't worry."

She meant Ivan's time was too precious, so he didn't need to go to Rowan's for Spencer's matter.

Finally, Ivan looked t her again with inquisitive, cold eyes.

Catherine felt uneasy. "What's wrong?"