Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 70

Ivan didn't check on the agreement immediately. He bit back his words that sprang to his lips, gazing at her without blinking.

The woman in front of him was Darcie, the famous pharmacist who had researched and produced several hundred specific drugs. The netizens called her an angel.

However, she was always low-key and never accepted to be interviewed. Darcie's photo had never been leaked, either.

Ivan had never expected that Jennifer was Darcie.

"Don't give me that look." Jennifer was keyed up. "I was talking to you. Did you hear me? As long as you sign the contract, I'll cure your mother."

Ivan sat opposite her, picked up the agreement, and carefully read her conditions.

Jennifer saw him frown gradually, but she was calm and relaxed. She didn't care if he would sign it.

Ivan's heart gradually hopped back to his chest after ensuring there was nothing about divorce.

He could tell she was cooperative for the sake of their children.

However, he couldn't accept one condition-- sleeping in separate rooms.

He raised his head and bit out, "I don't accept one condition."

‘Only one?'

Jennifer was surprised. However, she didn't show it on her face. Raising her voice, she asked, "You don't have the right to say no. I have the final say."

Their gazes met in midair.

"The agreement signed earlier should be eliminated. None of the conditions counts," Jennifer emphasized, "If you refuse, I don't mind."

‘What is she talking about?' Ivan listened to her without interrupting.

"Anyway, your mother dislikes me and treats me rudely. It's difficult for her to accept the remedy. I'm out of patience, anyway." Jennifer looked proud.

"Done speaking?" Ivan stared at her.

"Think about it. Whether your mother or the agreement earlier is important?"

Ivan checked the new agreement again and gently replied, "I didn't mean that."

"Uh?" Jennifer was taken aback by his answer.

However, she didn't think of any other condition that he would disagree with.

Ivan picked up the pen and crossed out the third one, where she requested to sleep in a separate bedroom.

Jennifer bent over and watched him, her pupils flaring gradually. She didn't expect him to dislike this line.