Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 121

"It should be a relationship that had lasted rather long instead of a fling. I could feel that the two of them clicked and that woman didn't seem to want to replace my mom.

"Mom has always been a tough woman, she had spent most of her energy in the company back then. When she found out about this, she didn't take the right approach to win back dad's heart. Instead, things became more and more intense between the two of them. In the end, my dad filed for divorce. He didn't even ask for property division. But mom refused…"

Hearing this, Jennifer was surprised and was immersed in this story.

"In fact, by then, there had been no way they could return to the way they used to get along." Ivan took a sip of his tea and looked up at the night sky. "My dad had had a bastard with that woman, he was no longer interested in patching things up with my mom. That woman seemed to really love him, and she was willing to be with him without a marriage.

I had seen her once when I was trying to talk her out of this. But she looked really gentle, elegant as well as smart and reasonable…"

Ivan sighed and continued in a low voice. "My mom loved my dad deeply, but she didn't know how to get him back. They quarreled every day. Things had gone on like that for five whole years and I felt suffocated in that house every minute…

When I was seventeen, I saw dad rushing out of the big fire with that woman in his arms," Ivan frowned as he said, "The maid told me that my mom was still in there, so I rushed into the fire and carried my mom out. By then, my dad had disappeared with that woman…"　

Jennifer felt sorry for Ivan. When he told the story, he looked calm, but she knew it must have hurt inside.

"Now you know about the fire," Ivan said, "As for how the fire started, I don't want to think that my dad was behind it. Perhaps my mom knows the truth. After the fire, my dad disappeared… I wasn't severely injured, but my mom lost the desire to live. When I walked into that house, she was standing in the middle of the room, waiting for death. Perhaps she was desperate.

"When I was eighteen, I witnessed a car accident a year after the fire, in which my dad and that woman died."

Jennifer was lost in thought.

Ivan would never forget about that day…

The car was upside down and his father was being pressed under the steering wheel. There was blood flowing down his forehead and he was at his last gasp.

"Dad! Dad!" Ivan rushed over and knelt on the ground.　　

His father reached out his bloody hand to him and said, "Take care of your brother for me, I beg you. In the next life… I'll do anything for you…"

Jennifer finally understood. Ivan didn't believe in love nor marriage because he had no faith in humanity.　　

There was always indifference in his eyes.

After he told the story, he fell silent.　　

For a moment, Jennifer didn't know what to say.　　

He had told her his saddest memories, but her comfort would be of little help.

"Ivan."

When Ivan stood up and was about to leave, Jennifer called him.

Ivan looked back at her. "I need to reply to an e-mail." Then, he left.

Jennifer didn't know if he was lying or not. Maybe he needed some time to take a break.

Sitting in the chair in the balcony and feeling the gentle breeze, Jennifer felt heavy in her heart.

She put down the tea cup and rubbed her aching temples to rest her mind at ease.

At night.　　

In the king size bed.

Jennifer lay beside Ivan. It had been two hours since they got in bed but she couldn't fall asleep.

What had happened to the Marsh family kept flashing across her mind.

She was really intrigued by the woman.

Because from the way Ivan told the story, she didn't feel any hatred from him for that woman.

So, what was his opinion about marriage?

Ivan was closing his eyes and lying there. He was breathing smoothly, like he was asleep.

But actually, he had been thinking in his mind. It was not until a kiss fell on his face that he snapped back from his own thoughts.

Did Jennifer kiss him just now?