Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1105 Interrupted "I'm not hungry, Michelle." Zack cared about Tristan a lot, always watching him with concern. "What would you like to have, Tristan?" Tristan shook his head. "lI want nothing. I'm well, Mr. Clarke. Don't worry." He beamed at Zack.

"It must hurt a lot." Zack wished he were the one who had been injured instead of Tristan. "Thank you so much, Tristan." Zack had a lingering fear, feeling lucky that only Tristan's arm was wounded.

"Just a minor wound." Tristan chuckled, looking relaxed, "It's nothing. Fortunately, you and Ms. Brooks are both fine." Jennifer thought she also should thank him.

However, Tristan spoke to her, "Ms. Brooks, thank you for transfusing your blood to me." "Please don't mention it." Jennifer said apologetically, "We dragged you into the mere. Thank you for your help. Really." They exchanged a smile. The atmosphere in the ward was relaxing.

Jennifer stayed in the ward to watch Tristan and her father. She noticed more gray hair on Zack's head and felt sorry for him.

However, she recalled how much Zack loved and cared about Eason, feeling delighted.

Dusk came.

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The stunning sunset glory colored the sky red.

After Jennifer left home, Ivan didn't have the mood to return to his company. He was down and weary.

Sitting in the cane chair on the second-floor balcony, he watched the sun go down while drinking cups of coffee. Finally, the night was out.

However, the car that Jennifer had driven away still stayed in the hospital, according to its GPS position.

It didn't move a bit.

Ivan wondered if she didn't intend to return home.

Pinching his phone, Ivan felt irritable. He wondered if he should dial Jennifer's number.

Finally, he couldn't sit still without doing anything. He jumped to his feet, picked up his suit jacket on the back of the cane chair, and walked away.

After arriving on the first floor, when he was heading towards the door, Marry strode to him with a thermos container filled with chicken soup.

Ivan stopped mid-step, looking at her in surprise.

Marry smiled at him dearly. "Do you want to check on Mrs. Marsh in the hospital? Please take this with you." Ivan felt embarrassed.

Marry passed the bag to him. "Go ahead. Mr. Clarke should also be there. Let them all drink the soup and pick up Mrs. Marsh. You should have a good talk to avoid misunderstandings." Ivan beamed at her, took the bag, and strode into the yard.

Marry watched him sit in the Lamborghini. The car was pulled away quickly.

"Alas... You should have gone long ago." Marry was an onlooker, feeling anxious for them. Ivan and Jennifer were always harmonious, but they fought too fiercely this time.

This was the first tshe saw Jennifer so angry.

The Lamborghini headed for the hospital. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Ivan leisurely rested the other on the window.

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The night breeze disheveled his hair. He stared ahead intensely with an indescribable feeling.

In the ward, the anesthetic's effect had faded. Piercing pain raised in Tristan's arm. However, he repressed it expressionlessly.

Jennifer returned after buying dinner for Tristan and Zack downstairs, pushed the door open, and entered.

Under the bright light, she saw the gray hair sparkling among Zack's black hair. Her father was aged.

She reminded herself to be filial to him.

After considering it for a long time, Zack thought it was a perfect tas both Tristan and Michelle were in their presence.

He wanted to tell them something.

"Michelle," Zack called, "Chere." Jennifer put the takeout boxes on the table. Upon hearing his words, she hurriedly stopped and strode towards the bed.

"Yes, Dad?" Zack held her hand, looking at Tristan, who was leaning against the bedhead. "It's tto tell you guys something." The two youngsters gazed at him, waiting for him to continue.

Before Zack continued, the ward door was pushed open again.

They all looked back, only to find Ivan entering while holding a big bag.

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