??Chapter 282: 262, Michael, let’s have a baby!
Chapter 282: 262, Michael, let’s have a baby!
Seeing that Michael Gordon hadn’t responded, but hadn’t turned away either, he just stared at her quietly. Ivy Aretha hesitated for a mont and continued, “Michael, so thorns in your heart will only get deeper if you don’t pull them out. When you want to remove them, they have already grown into your flesh, and you can’t pull them out anymore. So, I have to pull out this thorn while it’s not firmly rooted, only then can we have a real future. Besides, this is what I owe to the Gordon family!”
Michael Gordon still didn’t speak!
“Michael, this is the last ti, there won’t be a next ti, don’t be mad!”
It was the first ti Ivy Aretha had ever used such a coquettish tone with Michael Gordon since she t him.
With a stern face, Michael Gordon finally spoke, “You think there will be a next ti?”
“No, there won’t be a next ti, who would want to seek death!” The thought of the nightmare she just had still sends shivers down her spine, “Michael …”
Seeing her hesitate, Michael Gordon looked deeply into her eyes and said, “Speak your mind! I’m not angry anymore.”
He wasn’t angry, he was frightened by the fear of losing her. When he burst into Calvin Gordon’s study room and saw the scene inside, his mind went blank, and all the strength in his body was only enough to let out a scream!
Fear, heartache, despair, every emotion was mixed together, and he couldn’t find a suitable word to describe it!
His emotions continued until she woke up, and when he heard her voice, they finally erupted. After the outburst and seeing the real her, he naturally recovered and couldn’t bear to be mad at her!
Seeing that she was deep in thought, staring into his eyes, Michael gently stroked her cheek, “Ivy, I’m not angry, I’m just afraid of losing you. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have yelled at you earlier, just tell
what you want to say!”
Michael Gordon naturally thought that her earlier silence was because he scared her with his outburst just now. However, in the next mont, the words that ca out of Ivy’s mouth were of another scene, a completely different scene!
“Michael, let’s have a child!” Ivy said seriously, looking into Michael Gordon’s eyes, as if making an unchangeable decision. “Let’s give Bianca a little brother or sister.”
Michael Gordon asked, puzzled, “Why?”
All this ti, he had been the one asking for a child, and she had been avoiding it. Since the first ti they slept together, she made him wear a condom every ti to avoid pregnancy. She took pills secretly after they didn’t use protection the first ti, and ever since then, he had always taken precautions!
After all, taking dicine can be harmful to won’s health. The text on the labels claiming no side effects was just for show. If not, why would they say that dicine is just three parts poison!
However, her sudden initiative today really puzzled him!
Just as Michael Gordon was waiting for her answer, Ivy gave him a seemingly funny but reasonable answer, “Now the whole country has implented the two-child policy. With such a good policy that allows us to have a child, it would be a waste if we don’t have one!”
Michael Gordon: “…”
Did Michael Gordon care about whether the two-child policy was implented or not while having a child?
“Alright!” However, the fact that she voluntarily wants to have a child still makes Michael very happy. “When your injury gets better, let’s start the process. Let’s strive to have three, maybe even four children!”
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Did she resemble a pig?
No, sothing was off!
“Michael Gordon, if you want to enjoy the process of having children several tis, just say so. What kind of man talks about having multiple children!”
Ivy Aretha glanced at him discontentedly.
“Honey, I swear to God, I really want to have several children. Just think about it when you’ll be pregnant, and I won’t have anyone to roll between the sheets with!” Michael Gordon laughed, leaned down to kiss her forehead, and said indulgingly, “If I really wanted to have a few more tries, I wouldn’t want to have a child at all!”
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Why is it that every ti she says sothing, he could effortlessly refute her?
So, Ivy Aretha decided not to quarrel with him anymore. In other people’s hos, the n usually sweet-talk their won, but sohow, when it cos to her man, she always ends up losing – not just verbally, but also in bed!
Is there any woman as pathetic as her?
“I’m tired, I want to sleep.”
It was supposed to be a rest, but inexplicably, it beca sleep. After a mont of silence, a faint flush spread across Ivy’s ears. Michael Gordon, who was close to her, naturally noticed her expression.
But he didn’t expose her embarrassnt. She had been stabbed so deeply and lost so much blood; she really needed to rest. So, he didn’t plan to argue with her; instead, he just gently pinched her quilt, “Go to sleep; I’ll be right here by your side.”
Ivy gently closed her eyes. Familiar darkness enveloped her as the light disappeared. For so reason, the scenes from the nightmare kept replaying in her mind.
Her nerves tensed up again; how could she dare to fall asleep, afraid that she would return to the darkness she had just crawled out of?
“Michael!” Ivy suddenly opened her eyes and unconsciously grabbed Michael’s hand, desperately saying, “Stay with
while I sleep!”
Huh?
Michael’s mind went blank for three seconds, then his gaze fell on her face, “You’re still injured, it’s not suitable to engage in activities for making children!”
He knew she was nervous, so he deliberately said that to divert her attention. In the next mont, Michael took off his shoes and gently got into bed, then carefully embraced her shoulders, all the while inspecting the wound on her chest.
Ivy leaned her head on Michael’s chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Her restless heart slowly ca to peace, and after experiencing a close encounter with death followed by a nightmare, she was tired but still sleepless.
“Michael, I had a nightmare just now!”
“I know!”
Michael Gordon didn’t ask in detail about her nightmare, as it was naturally nothing pleasant, and he didn’t want to remind her of it again. Moreover, she needed rest the most right now!
“How did you know?” Ivy insisted on telling him about her fear in her heart, almost as if she could only ease the fear by letting him know, “I dread that I was about to die!”
“Well, you were about to die indeed!”
“Don’t interrupt ! I want to finish!” Ivy was unhappy with his interruption, and continued on her own, “I dread that I went to hell, and I was handcuffed and chained by my legs! I t the guardians of hell, who told
that once I crossed the bridge, I would die. So, I imdiately fled, running and running, until I finally escaped. Do you know why I wanted to escape?”
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