The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 666 - 645: I am pregnant and need to nurture the fetus!

Chapter 666: Chapter 645: I am pregnant and need to nurture the fetus!

Upon hearing this, Sammy Lowe just chuckled deeply, it seemed that these two women were truly rivals!

They understood each other’s weaknesses so clearly!

"Cousin, I’ve said all that needs to be said. Think it over yourself. Since today is a wedding, I won’t say more. I’ll find a proper time to talk to you!" After finishing speaking, he left with Alya Larson. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "I will formally talk to you later!"

The implication was that he just happened to run into her today and was giving her a heads up!

"You don’t need to formally talk to me, I’m a pregnant woman who needs to nurture my fetus!"

Ivy Aretha didn’t even think about it before responding with such a cold tone. Then, she nestled in Michael Gordon’s embrace, feeling waves of irritability surging inside her. For some unknown reason, an image from her childhood surfaced in her mind.

A white little shirt, and black little trousers, with a slightly enchanting look in his eyes. There was no need to guess, when he grew up, he would definitely be a seductive guy like Michael Gordon. Wait a minute... Michael Gordon!

Why was it that every time she thought about that little boy in her childhood memories, the second thought that followed was of Michael Gordon? Were they... really so alike?

She only met big brother Mario Jensen when she was a kid. How could it be...

Wait, big brother? Little brother?

Why did she sometimes get confused about these two titles in her mind?

Could it be that they were not the same person?

Were they two different people?

After Sammy left, Ivy Aretha fell silent, recalling the moments she had spent with Michael Gordon. The more she thought about it, the more familiar the feeling became, a familiarity she couldn’t understand and that seemed inexplicable!

It was supposed to be a one-night-stand turned into a deeply-engraved love affair, yet, why did she have the impulse that they had already known each other before?

Did that foreign guy with the surname Lowe get her all mixed up?

Because of the big fly ruining her mood, Ivy Aretha had been nestled in his embrace without making a sound. She didn’t look unhappy or happy, and naturally had no mood to enjoy the bonfire party. Michael Gordon said goodbye to Jaysen Smith and left with Ivy Aretha.

On the way home, Ivy did not say a word, just nestled his chest, motionless. This behavior made Michael Gordon’s heart tense. Although he didn’t do anything that he couldn’t confess, part of Sammy’s words were true. He hadn’t told Ivy Aretha the news immediately.

Even though he did this only to get back all the things Ivy had lost and the injustice she had suffered.

But by hiding such a big truth from her, would she overthink it?

Especially for a pregnant woman, for the first time, Michael Gordon felt so nervous and restless in front of her, not knowing how to start talking.

This situation persisted until they returned home. Michael Gordon, as usual, helped her take a shower, then changed her pajamas, then kissed her big belly, and held her while sleeping. She neither rejected nor welcomed these actions. Every time he did these things, she would tease him a few times. But today, she didn’t.

"Ivy..."

Michael Gordon couldn’t help himself in the moment he turned off the light, "Are you unhappy?

After speaking, his big hand slowly moved up from her abdomen, finally resting on the woman’s voluptuous chest, his head buried in her neck. "Why are you ignoring me?"

Ignoring him?

Ivy Aretha’s eyebrows furrowed immediately, and the next moment she directly slapped away the hooligan hand on her chest. "Am I ignoring you? Tell me, with your performance tonight, should I pay attention to you? Or is it that you deserved to be ignored?"

Huh?

Is she angry?

"Wife..."

It was a good thing Michael Gordon knew she was angry. The nerve in his heart relaxed, and the whole person’s tense nerves loosened up, "I was wrong!"

At times like this, Mr. Gordon would rather discard his dignity and coax his woman first, then slowly explain.

"I can explain this!"

Suddenly, Michael turned on the room light again and saw the woman still giving him a cold look. He immediately raised his hand to agree, "I swear, it’s really not what that cousin of yours said! I can really explain. Wife, don’t be angry! If you’re angry, the baby will be angry too. It’s not good for the body, you can’t..."

"You are so spineless? Daring to swear in front of me, why didn’t you swear in front of that guy surnamed Lowe?"

Ivy Aretha was almost pissed off by this man. In front of that provocative man, he didn’t say a word. Now that he was back home in front of her, he was chattering nonstop, trying to keep her awake.

Huh?

What’s going on?

It seemed that he hadn’t expected this?

Michael Gordon was overjoyed, and the hand that was slapped away quickly rose up again. This time, he didn’t act like a hooligan but placed it sincerely on the woman’s raised belly, "Wife, are you not angry anymore? Are you willing to listen to my explanation?"

"Explanation?"

Ivy Aretha was almost amused by this man’s appearance, "Have you ever tried to explain and I didn’t listen? Am I a butcher who would execute you without giving you a chance to explain? Or is it, when I don’t even have the most basic trust in a man, I should go and give birth to his children obediently? And it’s three kids total? Michael Gordon, do you think I’m as stupid as a pig in your eyes?"

Michael Gordon: "..."

He only said one sentence, and his wife scolded him so many times. But wait, it seemed like... she trusted him!

"Wife, are you really willing to listen to my explanation?"

Michael Gordon was overjoyed by the result. Ivy Aretha had been sullen for a few hours, and she hadn’t given him a good look. He thought she would just ignore him directly.

"It’s not that I’m willing to listen to your explanation!"

Ivy Aretha sighed heavily, then spoke somewhat helplessly, "I’ve been waiting for your explanation!"

After a pause, Ivy Aretha turned around, looked up, and stared into his face very seriously, "Michael Gordon, in your eyes, am I the kind of naive, inexperienced woman who can be easily swayed by other people’s words and doubt my husband who I entrusted my life and fortune to?"

Such a long sentence!

Michael Gordon carefully replayed these words in his mind, two times over, before he completely connected them!

"Wife, how could that be? In my heart, you are crystal clear, smart, and invincible. How could you be swayed by a few words from others!"

"Quit the nonsense!"

Ivy Aretha slammed down the man’s hand that stuck to her again, "Explain it quickly if you’re going to explain. If you’re not going to explain, then go to sleep, and don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to explain!"

Ivy Aretha has always been straightforward and confident about her judgment. In TV series, when there are misunderstandings and the male lead runs over to the female lead saying, "Listen to me, let me explain," and the silly white sweet bun of a female lead says, "I won’t listen, I won’t listen." And then...

There would be no more "and then," the villainess would take advantage of the situation!

She would never do such an idiotic thing!