Chapter 433: Chapter 433: A Perfect Match
Ivana’s appearance was like a dazzling rainbow. In the days after contact, she was like a warm sun. Every time she faced grievances, Ivana would stand by her like a warrior, protecting her and caring for her.
Meeting Ivana was Ivy Linden’s great fortune in life.
"Ivana..." Ivy Linden hugged Ivana tightly, her head buried in Ivana’s neck, and started sobbing.
Leon Keane watched, his eyes wide: Hey! Ivy Linden, this is my wife, why are you hugging her so tightly, what do you mean?
Leon Keane had his opinions, but he didn’t express them.
Forget it, what’s the point of arguing with a woman who’s had an affair?
About half an hour passed.
Ivy cried until she was exhausted.
She still wanted to leave, but Ivana naturally wouldn’t agree. Seeing this, Leon Keane had Auntie Chapman go over and tell Ivy Linden that a room had been prepared for her, and take her to rest.
Ivy Linden was probably too tired. After Ivana and Auntie Chapman persuaded her a few times, Ivy Linden went with Auntie Chapman to rest.
As soon as Ivy Linden went upstairs.
Leon Keane stood in front of Ivana, looking her up and down, left and right, carefully ensuring she wasn’t hurt anywhere, his expression softening slightly.
"I’ve already told the bodyguards, if they see Howard Yeats in the future, they’ll chase him away directly."
Ivana thought he would blame her, but unexpectedly... Leon Keane vented his anger on Howard Yeats instead.
"Good... You did the right thing."
Ivana supported Leon Keane’s decision so that Howard Yeats wouldn’t come and disturb Ivy anymore.
Speak of the devil!
The devil called.
Leon Keane answered the call.
"Leon, is Ivy... still with you?" Howard Yeats cautiously asked.
"Yes," Leon Keane replied.
Howard Yeats paused, his almond-shaped eyes darkening briefly. He suddenly hoped... Leon’s answer was no, so he could find out where Ivy Linden was staying and visit her directly.
A husband cheats, hurting a little woman, and then a stunningly handsome guy full of concern appears; Ivy Linden might find it hard not to be moved!
Such a great opportunity!
Sigh~
Why does Ivy Linden have to stay with Ivana?
So annoying!
However, it’s fine; that Ivy Linden woman isn’t easy to deal with anyway. Her staying with Ivana gives him peace of mind.
"Leon, please take good care of Ivy with your wife." Clearly, Howard Yeats considers Ivy Linden his own wife.
"You don’t need to say it; she’s staying here, and we’ll take good care of her."
Heh heh~
He speaks just like my wife!
These two... truly a perfect match.
"Alright!" What else could Howard Yeats say?
"Hmm! Howard Yeats... from now on, don’t come to my villa."
"Ah? Leon... what’s the deal? I’m your brother!"
"Brother? Ha ha... a brother who tries to hit on another’s wife? You’re quite the brother... I’ve already instructed the bodyguards that you, along with your car and even your dog, won’t be allowed in."
"Damn..."
"Leon... hey... Leon, don’t hang up!"
Beep beep beep!
Howard Yeats was utterly devastated!
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The Lockwood family estate.
Chloe Lockwood brought some fruits to visit Mrs. Lockwood.
"That wretched woman Ivy Linden is really outrageous. How could she treat you like that?"
"Sigh~ she’s just like that, didn’t you know? Because your cousin likes her, indulging her, she’s always been reckless and arrogant in this family."
"Fortunately, she left. A woman like Ivy Linden doesn’t deserve my cousin at all."
"Who knows? She has such thick skin; she might run back to beg your cousin in a few days. Your cousin may be tough on the outside, but he’s soft-hearted. When that vixen Ivy Linden cries in front of him, he softens right up. She’s real trouble."
"Cousin, why did he pick such a woman among so many in the world? She’s just a tramp. Aunt, do you remember I told you before that when I worked at Yiren Magazine, Ivy Linden was always flirting with a rather handsome man, the whole company knew."
"Tramp." Mrs. Lockwood was furious: "This tramp lied to my son for so many years? Poor Samuel thought she was clean and pure, who would’ve thought... so cheap, so filthy."
"Aunt, don’t be angry; you have Wendy as your sister-in-law now. Wendy is a famous lady, famous for her cleanliness in society."
Wendy Quinn walked in carrying some juice, her face flushed as she heard Chloe Lockwood’s words.
"Chloe, you praise me too much. I’m not as good as you say."
Seeing Wendy Quinn, Chloe Lockwood quickly stood up and handed over two glasses of juice: "Wendy, you’re carrying my aunt’s precious grandchild now, how can you do such heavy work? You should have the servants do it."
Wendy Quinn smiled: "It’s just carrying some juice; I’m not that delicate."
Mrs. Lockwood immediately said: "Look at Wendy, carrying my grandchild, she’s a real lady, not delicate at all, unlike that wretch Ivy Linden? She comes from a poor countryside, yet she pretends to be a princess. How does she compare to Wendy?"
A hint of pride glimmered in Wendy Quinn’s eyes.
Chloe Lockwood said: "No comparison at all. Cousin picking Ivy Linden was just bad luck. Now he has Wendy as a wife—elegant and hardworking. Wendy will definitely take great care of cousin. Unlike Ivy Linden, that wretch only makes him take care of her."
Wendy Quinn smiled softly: "Taking care of Samuel is my duty."
Mrs. Lockwood was extremely satisfied with Wendy Quinn.
Outside, Nicole’s crying was suddenly heard.
"Mommy... waah waah... Nicole wants mommy... Nicole wants mommy..."
The nanny outside tried to soothe Nicole.
Mrs. Lockwood suddenly felt both aggravated and heartbroken.
"Mrs. Lockwood, I’ll go outside to check on Nicole." Wendy Quinn showed concern for Nicole in front of Mrs. Lockwood.
"Don’t go, let Chloe go." Mrs. Lockwood disagreed, not that she was worried Wendy Quinn couldn’t take care of Nicole, but she feared Nicole would be too troublesome and hurt the child in Wendy Quinn’s belly.
"Yes, Aunt is right; Wendy, you’re pregnant now, not suited to calm Nicole. I’ll go..."
Chloe Lockwood volunteered.
After she went out, she approached Nicole: "Oh~ Nicole, why are you crying? Don’t cry, okay? Auntie will buy you a scrapbook. Nicole knows about scrapbooks, right? They’re fun to put your favorite celebrity guys in..."
Before Chloe Lockwood could finish.
Nicole yelled at her: "I don’t want it... I don’t want anything... I want mommy..."
Nicole was just a few years old, and she screamed sharply, genuinely startling Chloe Lockwood.
Chloe Lockwood raised her hand, ready to hit Nicole.
This brat, she came with kindness to comfort her, yet she doesn’t appreciate it.