Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 82

Jennifer was slow to react, because Ivan was so tender today... which seemed unreal!

Ivan wrapped his arm around her waist in front of everyone, and his eyes were gentle, "Come back with me. The kids miss you. Diana hasn't slept all night."

Meeting his gaze, Jennifer was skeptical.

Without waiting for her to make a decision, Ivan turned around holding her in his arm, and he gave Spencer a warning look before taking Jennifer to the Lamborghini.

Getting up from the ground, Spencer looked annoyed, his hand fiddling with the paintbrush.

Looking at the Lamborghini driving away, Spencer was puzzled. Ivan was not angry? This was too abnormal.

Jennifer finally came to a realization. She darted her eyes at her dirty hands and then out the window. The children soon disappeared from her sight.

"What are you doing?" She stared at Ivan, "I haven't finished my class yet!"

"Spencer will help teach them." Ivan just fixed his eyes ahead, his face expressionless.

Jennifer couldn't figure out what he was thinking. The gentleness disappeared from his eyes, but he didn't seem to be angry.

"Are you taking me home?"

"What do you think?"

She could only return home; besides, the children missed her. "I have to go back to the bamboo house first to get my things."

He did not refuse.

The driver also heard her and eventually parked in front of the bamboo house.

She had just gotten out of the car and walked into the house when Ivan saw a familiar outfit hanging out in the yard!

Spencer was living here?

As Jennifer got into the car again, she noticed a daunting fear emanating from the men.

She sat in the car with her heart in her mouth, and the driver closed the door for her.

Ivan didn't speak, and neither did she.

Until the phone rang, Ivan still closed his eyes and looked like he wasn't going to answer it.

Jennifer didn't understand what he had to be angry about. What they had was just a marriage by contract, and plus, she didn't do anything wrong.

The phone rang over and over again, it was loud!

"Answer it!" She too leaned back in her chair and snapped, "What if Finnley has something to talk to you?"