Chapter 799 How Can She Be So Contradictory?


    Chapter 799 How Can She Be So Contradictory?


    Casey rubbed her stomach and said, "I should be fine. I won''t feel ufortable." After all, it was her


    own doing.


    Even if she did feel ufortable, she would quietly digest it herself.


    Kelvin saw through her thoughts and said somewhat helplessly, "Casey, if you''re feeling unwell, you


    must tell me right away. You know that?"


    Casey''s thoughts were exposed and she immediately smiled and leaned in towards Kelvin. She said,


    "Aren''t you afraid of spoiling me too much?"


    Kelvin replied, "Isn''t that what I should do?" Who else would spoil his wife if not him?


    Casey instantly became happy again and stuck to Kelvin''s side like glue. She showered him with


    kisses.


    Naturally, Kelvin didn''t refuse such a benefit. He didn''t rush to start the car either, but just held onto


    Casey and kissed her back.


    In another car.


    Patrick waited for a long time but didn''t see any sign of Kelvin starting the car. Feeling speechless


    about this situation, he started his own vehicle instead.


    Aimee leaned back on the seat and turned to look at Patrick. She asked, "How did you guys find out


    that Casey and I were here?"


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    "Damion told us," Patrick replied.


    Since Casey wasn''t there with them, Patrick naturally wouldn''t keep it from his wife Aimee.


    Aimee had no surprised expression on her face. Instead, sheughed lightly, saying, "So it seems like


    what I heard really was him."


    "What?" Patrick looked at Aimee strangely, wondering what she meant.


    "I heard him talking to a girl, but it sounded like they were having a really unpleasant conversation,"


    Aimee said.


    Patrick''s eyebrows raised with interest at the mention of Damion and a girl. That alone was enough to


    pique his curiosity.


    Aimee recounted what she had heard to Patrick, which only made him more puzzled.


    Patrick chuckled as he gripped the steering wheel. "No wonder he''s been acting so strange today."


    His demeanor was so different from the Damion that Patrick knew before.


    "It seems like he doesn''t want anyone else to know," Aimee said.


    "Then we''ll wait until he wants to tell us himself," Patrick replied.


    Aimee nodded in agreement and didn''t dwell on the matter any further.


    What they didn''t know was that although Damion had left the restaurant earlier, he hadn''t gone back


    home. Instead, he sat in his car outside and stewed over his argument with Ivy. He truly wanted nothing


    more than to leave her behind for good this time.


    However, when he returned to his car and sat down inside it again, instead of starting up the engine


    right away as nned, his gaze remained fixed on Ivy sitting by the window seat.


    He never knew someone could eat cheese pot with such devotion - piece by piece and sip by sip - like


    a devout believer would do during prayer time.


    From this distance, in fact, Damion couldn''t see Ivy''s expression clearly. But he seemed to be able to


    tell how serious she was.


    Suddenly, he felt like he really couldn''t understand her. She would y some tricks on him here and


    there, which was fine with him. What he didn''t understand was how she could be so contradictory.


    About two hourster, Ivy finished the cheese pot and came out of the restaurant. She didn''t take a taxi


    but walked along the riverbank, blowing in the river wind towards her own small house.