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The next morning, the sun rose.
Ivan drove Jennifer to Charity Medical Center. She barely went to the company currently. After all, nothing was more important than Eason's health.
The best treatment period was this year. The effect wouldn't be so obvious after that.
Ivan understood and supported her.
Jennifer wanted to heal Eason, giving him a chance to live his own life. She did this also for Zack. She wanted Zack to have a normal son, so he could enjoy his old years without any regrets.
"Are you going to jail now?" Jennifer asked him or reminded him.
"Right." Ivan nodded, "Tell Eason. He will see his mother in less than an hour." "lI am relieved to hear that!" Jennifer felt very relieved, "I'd like to thank you on behalf of my brother!" Then she waved to him. Ivan also blew her a kiss. Then the Lamborghini drove away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJennifer went to the hospital.
In the car, Ivan, who was wearing a black shirt, narrowed his eyes, like the king of hell. He looked a little scary when he wasn't smiling.
Thinking of Joan, that bald woman, he was very angry! If Tristan hadn't appeared in tthat day, it wouldn't be Georgia who suffered severe brain damage and was locked up in a madhouse now.
This incident made Ivan feel scared whenever he thought about it now.
In prison.
Joan got up at six o'clock. She had done handwork for two hours. Now it was tfor breakfast.
Every day was the same. It felt endless.
"56393, chere!" Joan turned her eyes suddenly and looked at the prison guard in a daze and panic. She had been here for so long, but the guards had never asked her.
She only had one number, and almost forgot her own name, "What's the matter?" She was a little timid and used to being scolded.
After being pampered and spoiled for so many years, she was not used to working in prison, and no one gave her special care. It would be fine if Ivan didn't kill her.
So Joan lived in fear every day.
"Walk! Cmeet someone with me! Stop eating. " The prison guard took the bowl from her hand, put it away, and walked away.
Joan felt uneasy. Meeting whom? Was she getting out of prison? Did Zack cto rescue her? Joan was overjoyed, and couldn't help speeding up her pace, "Excuse me... who wants to see me?" "Mr. Marsh." ... Joan's footsteps faltered, her face turned pale, and even her heart missed half a beat! Seeing that she didn't follow, the prison guard stopped and turned his eyes, and scolded, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up! Don't keep him waiting! " With an uneasy heart, Joan took another step, but her head was in a mess.
What to do? Ivan came... Joan was wrapped in panic, and he could even imagine his expression and his killing eyes.
Before they met, she began to tremble.
Ivan's car was parked outside the prison, and he was in the reception room at this time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSomeone made him stea, "Mr. Marsh, have you had breakfast?" The other person bowed and obeyed him.
Ivan didn't answer, but stood still with his hands in his pockets, staring at the door.
"Mr. Marsh, why don't you sit down for a while? She will be brought here quickly. " Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly, "No need." He watched as the prison guard cover with a woman in a prison uniform.
Ivan stared at her coldly, his aura sank slightly.
Joan didn't dare to breathe, nor look him in the eyes. She felt her scalp numb.
"Mr. Marsh, here is she." The prison guard immediately stepped aside. He didn't want to be involved.
Joan knew that Ivan chere for her, but if she didn't speak, she didn't know what to say.
Every second was suffering.
She raised her eyes boldly. But she didn't dare to make any sound when she saw his intimidating eyes.
"Change her clothes and comb her hair," Ivan said lightly.
Joan's eyes brightened as if she had seen hope again, "Mr. Marsh, are you going to takeout of here? Am I... can | get out of prison? "