Chapter 68 Breakfast

Ivy walked out of the room and went to the living room. She saw a strong man who was busy cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound coming from the living room, Edgar stopped what he was doing for a moment. He knew that Ivy had waken up. Without turning around or raising his head, he went on working.

It was a sweet picture, reminding Ivy of the past. A hint of bitterness flashed across her eyes.

But, it was only in the past.

Soon, Edgar prepared a rich breakfast and put it on the table one by one.

Wearing a plain suit, Edgar filled two bowls of rice and sat down casually.

"Come on, it's time for breakfast." He didn't even look at her.

"I'm not hungry yet..."

Ivy glanced at him and said lightly.

"Well, whatever. I don't care!" Edgar knew that she didn't want to sit with him in such an embarrassing way.

After a few bites, Edgar stood up and went back to his room. He changed his clothes and went to the living room to put on his shoes.

When he was about to leave, he glanced at Ivy sitting on the sofa in the living room and said coldly, "it's up to you whether to eat or not. If anything happens to the child, you know, I won't forgive you."

Then Edgar turned around and left.

He knew she would eat it. The dishes on the table were her favorite and not oily.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Ivy slowly stood up and turned around to the table of the restaurant.

Looking at the table full of her favorite food, she suddenly burst into tears.

Since he didn't love her, why was he so nice to her!

So she stood up and began eating. She was really hungry.

After she finished eating, she cleared the table and walked to the door. Sure enough, when Edgar left, he locked the door.

He had locked her up. Of course, all he did was for his child.

She wiped her tears and turned back. It didn't matter if she couldn't go out. At least she had the baby with her.

In a café.

Olivia sat in the cafe and felt very uneasy. In order

given you the chance, but you didn't seize it."

"I know. So, Miss. Mia, please help me again. I will succeed this time."

Olivia promised, and saw Mia raise her head and straighten her chest.

Later, Mia laughed coldly, "that's funny. Miss Olivia, do you think I'm a philanthropist? You want me to help you unconditionally just by a few words of yours? Do you think I am easy to deal with? "

A hint of coldness flashed through Mia's eyes as she took a glance at Olivia.

The sight of it sent a shiver down Olivia's spine. She clearly remembered the scene where the girl died in the basement.

She was well aware of Mia's vicious nature.

The next moment, Olivia realized that she had said something wrong.

She immediately softened her tone and smiled, "Miss. Mia, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it. I mean, this is also a deal."

"Well, then, Miss Olivia, I would like to know what kind of deal you will make?" Mia asked with a fake smile.

Humph! As expected, Olivia took the bait.

Mia saw Olivia stirring the coffee and lost in thought. Several minutes later, they didn't say anything.

Olivia knew that Mia was waiting for her.

She knew that now was not the right time to fight against Mia. Although she also hated her arrogant face.

But now, since Olivia had something to ask for, she had to give in.