Ivan's pov.“Say that again.” I told Gerald, hoping I had heard him wrong the first time.He simply ignored me and turned to Ava, before responding.“Your mother, Sir. She's in the villa, waiting in the living room.” He kept his voice low, like she could hear him from wherever he stood. “She said she came to drop off something for the wedding gift registry.”“At this hour?” I looked at the time on Ava's phone, it was well past midnight. “Nobody drops off gifts at midnight, Gerald.”“I only report what I see, Sir.” He threw me a look that showed, he did not understand why his boss's wife was so concerned.Ava moved closer to me, when she noticed that. “Did she say how long she's staying?”“She made it clear she wasn't leaving until tomorrow, that way she'll be sure you two spent the night together.” Gerald sighed. “I tried to convince her you two were exhausted by the time I left the hotel but she insisted.”My own mother, ambushing me on my wedding night, in a body that wasn't even mi
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