CHAPTER 389: CHAPTER 389: TAUGHT A LESSON BY HIS WIFE

Leon Keane suddenly became very curious about what color Ivana Monroe would design for this outfit. Such a black and white spring outfit, as if imbued with life, completely showcased its beauty and value.

"Brother, look."

Timmy Monroe whispered in Ian Keane’s ear, pointing his small finger at Leon Keane.

"Daddy can’t take his eyes off Mommy!"

Timmy secretly smiled, simply thinking that since Daddy liked Mommy so much, no one should separate him from Mommy in the future. He truly hoped Daddy would cherish Mommy and stop hurting her, so he could be forever with his brother.

Ian Keane saw it, then chuckled: "Men."

Timmy blinked, like a curious baby, and asked, "Brother, why do you say that?"

Ian Keane replied maturely: "Because all men are similar, when they see a beautiful woman they will... you know."

Timmy shook his head: "I don’t quite get it."

Ian Keane gave Timmy a deep look: "When you grow up, you will understand."

Timmy bit his finger, when he grows up? His brother isn’t grown-up yet! But he understands this much, he feels there’s a gap between him and his brother!

"Ian, what are you and Timmy talking about?"

Leon Keane turned around and suddenly asked.

At this time, Ivana Monroe had already finished drawing the design. Her wrist was a bit sore, so she rubbed it, and then heard Leon Keane questioning Ian.

"Me? Brother... did I say something to you?" Ian Keane felt a bit guilty, opting to play dumb.

"Huh? Did Brother say something? I seem to not remember." Timmy cooperated well with Ian Keane, also playing dumb.

Leon Keane: "..."

These two little devils, one saying bad things about their father in front of the little brother, and the other helping the brother by not telling the truth. These two brothers are truly as thick as thieves.

Aunt Golding held back a laugh on her face.

She liked the twins more and more, two little guys not only looked cute and handsome, but also very smart, far beyond what kids their age should be.

Seeing the two brother being so close, what could Leon Keane say? Why couldn’t he just acknowledge defeat as an old father? So he turned silently.

He met with Ivana Monroe’s eyes rolling.

"What are you doing? Not allowing Ian to talk to Timmy?"

"Honey, that’s not what I meant."

"Oh? Then what do you mean?"

"I... I was just curious... about what Ian said to Timmy?"

"Heh... how old are you? Still curious about children’s conversations?"

"Honey, I was wrong."

"Hmm, knowing you’re wrong, you should change, giving the children more space will benefit their growth."

"Yes, what you said is right, wife."

Leon Keane was really caught between crying and laughing, Ian was talking bad about him as a father, Timmy covering up for him, and Ivana teaching him a lesson. What did he do wrong?

Leon Keane went to pour water for Ivana Monroe, and then glanced at Ian Keane’s bright eyes, shining and looking at Ivana, those eyes seemed to say "My dear Mommy, I love you so much."

Leon Keane’s heart felt stabbed, he had no one to love, he was jealous of his son.

A few more days passed.

At the hospital, in the western medicine department.

Daisy Taylor was picking up western medicine, these medicines had to be taken to the inpatient department for patient use, most of which were in various plastic bottles.

"Daisy, these bottles of medicine aren’t yours, you took the wrong ones." The nurse at the western medicine department, sharp-eyed, noticed Daisy Taylor had taken the wrong medicine.

"Ah? Sorry, I mistook them."

Daisy Taylor, very anxious, put back the bottles labeled with Ivana Monroe’s name.

The nurse looked at Daisy Taylor strangely, suddenly asked: "Daisy, what’s going on with you these days? Always absent-minded, even the head nurse noticed, are you alright?"

Daisy Taylor’s heart skipped a beat, shaking her head in denial: "I’m fine, nothing’s wrong with me."

The nurse didn’t ask further: "It’s good if nothing’s wrong. If there’s anything at home, you can tell the head nurse and us, the head nurse is the most sympathetic, and we can cover for your shift."

Daisy Taylor felt a surge of emotion, gratefully said: "Thank you, you really treat me well."

After getting the medicine, Daisy Taylor tightly griped the tray, feeling deeply guilty. The head nurse and colleagues treated her so well, if she helped Kiki do that thing, the head nurse and colleagues would surely be dragged down and suffer bad luck. She really was a terrible person, for helping Kiki she would harm the innocent head nurse and colleagues.

Daisy Taylor’s inner struggle was intense, these days Kiki was pestering, urging her daily to finish off Ivana Monroe quickly.

Daisy Taylor was already trying her best to find an opportunity, but each time something went wrong, either she’d be found by a colleague or when about to succeed, someone would come by, causing her prepared agent to spill.

Could it be that Ivana Monroe was meant to live?

Daisy Taylor’s nose turned sour, feeling like crying, she really didn’t want to help Kiki with such things.

Enduring until getting off work.

As soon as Daisy Taylor took off her nurse’s uniform and got into the car, Kiki called. Kiki had the timing spot-on.

"How did it go? Is Ivana Monroe dead?"

Kiki’s voice was urgent.

"Not... not yet."

Daisy Taylor’s voice was very low.

"Not dead?" Kiki’s voice suddenly turned sharp: "Daisy Taylor, how are you handling things? It’s been days, I asked you to finish off Ivana Monroe, but you’re dragging your feet. When exactly will you finish her off? I’m really running out of patience."

"Do you think it’s that easy?" Daisy Taylor sat inside the car, dared not speak loudly, it was rush hour, with colleagues coming to the garage to drive home, worried they might hear.

"It might not be easy for others, but you’re a nurse at the hospital, it should be easy for you. Daisy, you promised me, or were you lying to me? Perhaps whether I live or die, or whether my family lives or dies, doesn’t affect you?"

"No, Kylie, I didn’t think that way, don’t accuse me."

"Haha... accusing you? You haven’t succeeded until now, what should I think about you?"

"Kylie... I..."

"Enough, I don’t want to hear your explanation anymore, tomorrow... my deadline for you is tomorrow, if you still can’t help me kill Ivana Monroe, then I’ll go die. Daisy, don’t push me to death, okay?"

"Kylie..."

Kiki suddenly hung up the phone, Daisy Taylor cried, she was physically and mentally exhausted.

She never pressured Kylie, it was Kylie who kept pushing her.

Daisy Taylor dried her tears and went home.

Mrs. Taylor didn’t notice Daisy Taylor’s red eyes and urgently said: "Oh no, your aunt went missing, we went to her house and found this..."

Mrs. Taylor showed Daisy Taylor a piece of white paper with writing on it.