Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 913

Chapter 913 Nightmare

After some time, she would become numb... Catherine went back to bed and lay on her side, took out her phone to look at the old photos to relieve the pain.

They were all photos of her and Ivan, mostly at work, and some group photos.

There were ten photos that appeared more intimate, mostly taken at home or on holidays, birthdays. Aubree was present in most of them, they looked like a family.

As she watched the photos, memories flooded in... She felt a lump in her throat and tears were welling up in her eyes.

Through the comparison of these photos, she found that Ivan had always been handsome. He looked proud and aloof.

In one of the photos, he was standing against the sun, looking very gentle.

Catherine loved him, all sides of him.

When the photos were taken, Jennifer wasn't there yet. Catherine didn't have a lot of interaction with Ivan, in most of the photos they were at work.

Sometimes she could go on business trips with him. They would stay in the same hotel, stand in the same public terrace at night and look up at the stars in the night sky.

What beautiful memories! Sadly they couldn't go back in time.

Her sight gradually blurred, tears fell down her eyes that were filled with hatred. Catherine clenched the phone, "Jennifer, I hate you!"

"Why did you show up?"

"You predator!"

"You and your child will be punished!"

She gnashed her teeth and swore.

She wished to kill Jennifer!

She thought it was Jennifer who stole everything that should have belonged to her and got her here.

At about three o'clock in the morning, in the master bedroom of the Saunders family.

After a while, Clarence calmed down, held her shoulder and pushed her gently away, "It's ok, go to sleep. I just have been under a lot of pressure at work recently."

With that, he grabbed the quilt and lay down in bed again, the nightmare he had just had was still vivid in his mind...

Shirley was worried, but she knew there was nothing she could help with him at work.

She lay down and massaged his arm, intending to ease his fatigue.

"It's okay, go to sleep." Clarence felt sorry for her. In his dream, Shirley jumped down from the building and blood splashed...

He couldn't fall sleep with that in mind.

"Honey, what if one day..." Clarence had wanted to say something. He wanted to tell her to be strong but couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Shirley listened carefully and with nervousness, "Clarence, did something happen?"