Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 107

"This is ridiculous!" Jennifer panicked. "It's a mistake. A little bug landed on my head and Spencer just got it off for me! These reporters were so crafty. They deliberately took the photo from a misleading angle. They are slandering me!"

Jordan believed Jennifer, but the others didn't.

"Mrs. Marsh, these photos and news have been blocked."

Jennifer gasped and realized something. She asked with eyes open wide, "Did Ivan see the photos?"

The next second, she realized it was stupid of her to ask such a question!

Ivan must be the one who blocked the photos! Therefore, Ivan had definitely seen them.

Jennifer thought she made a big mistake. Given Ivan's attitude towards Spencer, Ivan must be in fury.

Jennifer went upstairs in frustration.

Jordan wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Jennifer sighed and sat cross-legged on the sofa in front of the window, deep in thought.

Ivan probably left because he was angry. However, there could be something urgent for him to deal with in his company.

When Jennifer took out her phone and was about to call Ivan, Jennifer felt hesitant. She didn't know what she should say.

Jennifer didn't know how to explain either.

What was more, what if Ivan didn't believe her explanation.

Jennifer did not eat anything for dinner. However, overcome with depression, she didn't feel hungry at all. Jennifer did nothing but stare blankly out the window, waiting for Ivan to come back.

Ivan was still in his car.

With a frown, Ivan pursed his thin lips. He looked sexy, but his cold face showed that he was in a bad mood.

"Mr. Marsh." The driver asked softly, "You have finished your work today. What do you return to the company for?"

Ivan remained silent.

The driver had no choice but to drive the car back to the company and park it under the main building of the Marsh Group.

Ivan opened the car door and got out of the car. He walked into the lobby with his hands in his pockets and took the elevator upstairs to his office.

Finnley had gone home.

The office is brightly lit. With an area of several hundred square meters, it was grandly and modernly decorated and furnished.

Ivan sat at his desk for a while and then opened the drawer. He took out the syringe with the nutrient solution and calmly gave himself an intravenous injection.