When Henry Sullivan returned in the evening, it was already seven-thirty.
Ivy Miller had already eaten dinner; she hadn’t waited for him, intentionally.
"Captain, you’re back! I’ve served your dinner, and I’ll be heading out now. Enjoy!"
Upon hearing the housekeeper say she was leaving again, Ivy frowned and said, "Ma’am, are you going ho tonight?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Ivy, my family has so matters I have to handle these days.
Tonight you’ll have to bear with it. I’ll try to co back early in the morning."
"Oh, it’s okay, Ma’am, just take care of what you need to do."
The housekeeper smiled, served the al, and then left.
Henry Sullivan walked alone to the dining table and sat down: "Ah, it’s so pitiful. I wonder when my daughter will grow up to where she can keep her father company at dinner."
Ivy pretended not to have heard him. She stood up, holding the child, and entered the bedroom.
Henry felt a bit self-pitying, he sighed gloomily and began to eat dinner.
After finishing dinner and cleaning up, he went into the bedroom with a calm face: "What did you do at ho today?"
"Do I need to report? I’m not your subordinate."
"Look at you, acting all prickly. I just want to chat with you."
Ivy secretly laughed inside, this feeling of having this older man bow down to her was not too bad.
At least it proved that he still had her in his heart.
"What is there to talk about with you, or shall we chat about your ex-girlfriend?"
"We could also talk about your ex-boyfriend," Henry smiled mischievously as he looked at her.
"Alright, then let tell you about my ex-boyfriend.
My ex-boyfriend’s na is Robert Weston. In my freshman year, I refused my dad’s offer to take and went to school alone, carrying my luggage.
As soon as I entered the school gate, five or six senior students scrambled to help with my luggage.
So asked which departnt I was in, so asked for my class advisor’s na.
I knew it was their tactic.
These seniors who hadn’t gotten girlfriends in their freshman year were all waiting for the newcors to start school to flirt around.
At that ti, Robert was among this group of people, but unlike the others, he didn’t just keep asking questions, but silently accompanied .
He only left after helping with all the procedures.
After university life started, I would occasionally run into him at school, but I didn’t really think much of him.
Later, he began to pursue inexplicably and was very attentive.
I heard from a friend that he was the most popular guy in the departnt last year, and because he was pursuing , I beca famous in the departnt.
In ti, we got together, very much in love, and tangled in various ways.
The kind of pledges like ’mountains crumble, earth joins’ were just embellishnts for us."
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Henry, his expression... was becoming increasingly unpleasant.
Ivy felt truly relieved in her heart.
Just when she was about to continue, Henry dissatisfied said, "Alright, alright, let’s not talk about it, I’m going to take a shower."
As Henry went into the bathroom, Ivy humd to herself, intent on irritating him; he thought he was the only one with so past?
In the bathroom, the more Henry thought about it, the more upset he beca. He wrapped himself in a towel after the shower and ca out.
"You keep saying how in love you were with your ex-boyfriend, how happy, but didn’t you end up breaking up anyway?"
"Yeah, we broke up, so what? Ending a relationship after being in love and sotis marrying is completely normal, you know?
It’s only with you and Isla Linton that it becos so complicated.
If you’re going to break up, just make it clean, don’t drag it out. It’s not manly at all."
"We didn’t break up back then," Henry said helplessly, bringing it back to him again.
"She left a letter and disappeared unilaterally, I think it’s within reason that I looked for her."
"I find this Isla Linton really capable.
She played this trick with you and again with Jas Yinley when there.
If she really wanted to break up with Jas, she should have done it cleanly.
Be clear about it, it’s not like if she tried to leave, Jas could tie her up.
Running away when things get tough, that’s the kind of person I can’t respect at all."
Henry glanced at her and frowned: "Why have you been speaking for that man so much these days? How well do you know him to defend him?"
"You don’t have to know soone well to speak for them, do you?
I’ve t him three tis, and each ti he gave a kind impression.
Don’t people have good and bad written on their faces by nature?
I think he must not be a bad person, otherwise, he wouldn’t be out looking for his wife after she left him without love."
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