The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 181 - 162, Shouldn’t I be jealous?

Chapter 181: 162, Shouldn’t I be jealous?

They got married under such circumstances, and now the Gordon Mansion calls at this time. It was normal for her woman to overthink. But as a man, he didn’t want his wife and child burdened with such worries.

Listening to these words and watching Michael Gordon’s retreating figure, the throb in her heart became more poignant. The face buried deep in her memory suddenly crashed clearly into her mind.

They are not the same person, but they look so alike!

Mario Jensen? Michael Gordon? Why does the Senior’s childhood self look so much like Michael Gordon?

Did she remember it wrongly?

The memories of her childhood are just coming back. Apart from her parents, a person she used to call "big brother" came straight into her mind. It used to be just a vague figure, but today she saw a clear face.

He was handsome, gentle, and aloof. He was just about ten years old, but he was already so good-looking!

The accident robbed her not only of her parents but also of the memory of a little boy she liked so much. When thinking of Fabian Nala, a touch of regret brushed over Ivy. If she hadn’t lost her memory and received so much love from Fabian Nala, maybe she would have ended up with him!

And there would not be any sadness for Senior today!

Unfortunately, fate is unpredictable, and things did happen. She forgot that man and who she used to be.

By the time she remembered, she’d already had a child with someone else. She and Senior were destined to miss out on each other, no matter how beautiful their initial meeting was.

"What are you thinking about? You seem lost."

Michael Gordon came in with his phone after finishing the call. He saw her leaning on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought. There was a hint of deep lingering nostalgia and pain in her eyes.

"Nothing, have you finished your call?" Ivy turned and smiled at him, trying to calm her emotions. She reminded herself that what happened in her childhood was passed, and she was now his wife!

She was only five years old at the time, and Bianca was so big, liking him was pure liking!

"Mm," Michael Gordon nodded affirmatively. He gently climbed into bed and pulled the woman beside him into his arms. "What are you thinking about? You haven’t answered me, and don’t tell me you’re thinking about another man!"

His instinct told him this wasn’t a pleasant topic, but he wanted to know more about her. He had decided to love her deeply, which meant loving everything about her!

"Yes, I’m thinking about another man."

Ivy leaned into the man’s warm embrace, her head resting on the part of his chest closest to his heart. She listened to his strong heartbeat ring in her ears, looked up at him gently, and said, "When I was Bianca’s age, I also liked handsome boys. At that time, I had a crush on a boy..."

"You were only five years old, what boy could you possibly like!" Before Ivy could finish, Michael Gordon interrupted her with jealousy. "Baby, he was just a kid without even a full set of hair yet. He was definitely not as handsome as your husband!"

As he spoke, Michael Gordon lowered his head to scrutinize the woman’s face in his arms. After a while, he seemed to understand something, and he exclaimed in surprise, "You lost your memory when you were five, how do you know what you remembered?"

Michael Gordon’s eyes widened at Ivy, almost at the same time that he uttered that sentence, a chord in his brain seemed to snap.

"Ivy, who did you remember? Was that boy Fabian Nala?"

As a man, Michael Gordon felt that the boy Ivy was talking about must be Fabian Nala. Otherwise, how could a guy with Young Master Jensen’s social status be competing with him for a woman?

Two men who never lacked women were fighting over the same woman, a situation both peculiar and challenging. Matching wits with a worthy opponent was exciting but also pressuring. It was a completely different level from dealing with scumbags like Zach Gilbert.

What surprised him was that Mario Jensen could still stand in front of him so aggressively, refusing to give up, even after knowing that Ivy had given birth to his child.

At that time, he was wondering, neither he nor Jensen had ever been Ivy’s lover. From the beginning, the stakes were almost the same, one was a boss, and the other was a senior, the relationship was clear.

But later, he had an extra bargaining chip, their child. But this man was still so confident. Why?

All the implications in the conversation and all the strange behaviors seemed to be understood by Michael Gordon at this moment.

"Yes!" At first, her mood was somber, but upon seeing Michael Gordon’s tense look, Ivy couldn’t help but laugh. While she was speaking, she leaned into his broad chest "I did remember, I liked him when I was little, it was love at first sight. Unfortunately, the accident made me forget everything about him, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, that scoundrel Zach Gilbert would not have been your ex-boyfriend?"

Michael Gordon seemed to know what she was going to say, and he completed her sentence for her.

"Why do you have to use the term ’ex-boyfriend’?" Ivy looked at him, amused at his inexplicably determined, slightly unhappy look, "If it had been Senior, you might not have been able to take advantage of the situation. You wouldn’t be able to have this ’buy one, get one free’ deal today either!"

Had Fabian Nala been her boyfriend back then, he would never have let her work a part-time night shift alone. He would definitely have picked her up from work. She knew this for sure from her understanding of him!

Hearing this, Michael Gordon’s face darkened instantly. After a while, his well-defined fingers gently held her chin, and his eyes firmly met hers, taunting and defiant. He declared dominantly, "Regardless of whether or not I took advantage back then as long as I, Michael Gordon, desire it, you can only be my wife!"

He added another sentence, "In other words, my marrying you has nothing to do with your bearing me a child!"

There were many women in the world willing to have his children, but there was only one woman he wanted to marry. This fact was very clear in Michael Gordon’s heart; he had loved her for as long as he could remember.

My marrying you has nothing to do with you bearing me a child!

The echo of these words swirled in Ivy’s mind, penetrating into the deepest recesses of her brain and sinking into the blood flow of her heart. Does that mean that he didn’t marry her because of their child?

Is it not because he wanted to compensate?

Does it mean, it was love?

All at once, joy overwhelmed her, filling her heart that was just full of nostalgia a moment ago. The smile on her lips uncontrollably kept spreading wider and wider...

"Michael Gordon, are you jealous?"

Ivy practically laughed as she said this. In her impression, Michael Gordon was a man with a strong possessiveness, but it was almost impossible for jealousy to come into play.

She expected him to say arrogantly, ’Do I, Michael Gordon, with these capabilities, need to be jealous?’

However, surprisingly, Mr. Gordon gave her an answer she could not even dream of!

"My wife is lying in my arms thinking about another man; don’t I have a right to be jealous?"