Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1467: Too Excited To Sleep

Chapter 1467: Too Excited to Sleep

The call ended, and Ivan Marsh turned around to sit against hisheadboard, pulling the blanket to his chest. He dialed Finnley Russell'snumber, indifferent to the time and whether Russell was asleep. Afterall, the matter of Claire had been a constant worry for everyone."Hello, Mr. Marsh." Finnley Russell was nervous receiving a call in themiddle of the night. "What's up?" he asked, all ears.

"I just got a call from Rowan Watson; he said he saw Claire's novelupdating. You need to quickly replace someone to trace the IP address ofthe published novel. You know the website she signed a contract with,right?"

“I do.” Finnley Russell was stunned. The novel was updating?!

He hung up, sleep an afterthought, and quickly opened the novelwebsite on his phone... the novel that had not been updated in four orfive days was actually updated!

"What's wrong?" Mya, who was lying next to him, became anxious,"Dear, what happened?" In the light emitted by the phone screen, onecould see his tension and urgency.

Staring at the screen, Finnley Russell's voice trembled with joy,"Claire's novel has been updated, it's been updated!"

"What?!" Mya propped up her body, then her heart surged with joy,"She's still alive?! That's great!" She pushed him, "Go tell mom anddad! Quick!"

"Hold on." Finnley Russell calmed down and quickly opened hiscontacts, "I need to make a call first."

"Who are you calling?" Mya was puzzled, shouldn't he let his parentsknow first? They hadn't slept well for many days.

Finnley Russell held the phone to his ear, and after a while, he spokeanxiously, "Hello! Alfie!"

"Finnley?" The young man asked calmly, "What's up?"

“I need a favor, it's urgent!"

"Go ahead."

Right, why should he ask someone else to trace it?

Here was a ready-made computer genius who dared to hack his ownfather's computer, and steal the Blue Sky Plan. Tracing an IP addresswas a small task!

So, Finnley Russell delegated this task to Alfie.

Then he went to his parents’ bedroom to deliver this good news.

As the night deepened in Emerald Bay, the little night light in the masterbedroom was glowing. The atmosphere was intense. Ivan Marsh toldthe woman beside him about the possibility of Claire still being alive,although Jennifer had heard the conversation on the phone.

But telling her was a form of respect.

“That's great, do you think we can replace her when we wake up?" Jenniferspeculated, "Did she lose her memory? Is that why she hasn'tcontacted her family?"

Ivan Marsh did not answer her question. He turned around and theirlips met again...

Her fingers, wrapped around his sturdy waist, slowly slid down...responding to him.

Outside the window, snowflakes began to fall, one by one, intoxicatinglybeautiful.

It was almost New Year.

At this time, Rowan Watson, despite being busy like a top in thehospital all day, and feeling physically and mentally exhausted when hefinished work, was wide awake. His mood was indescribably beautiful,as if a flower had blossomed in his heart.

Claire was still alive!

His Claire was still alive!

The snowflakes in the sky fluttered like catkins in spring, beautiful andromantic.

The night was particularly silent.

Rowan Watson, wearing a white high-necked sweater, leaned againstthe balcony railing with a glass of blueberry wine in his hand.

Every now and then, he gently swirled the wine glass, took a sip, andknew he would not sleep tonight. Not because of sadness, butexcitement.

There would be good news as soon as dawn broke! Tracing an IPaddress was a simple matter for the Jing Corporation.

At three in the morning.

The sleepless Rowan Watson opened the novel website again,registered an account with his own name, and then left a comment atthe end of the chapter-

"Claire, where are you? I'm Rowan Watson, I'm looking for you, I missyou."

“Claire, is it you? Are you safe?"

“Claire, are you asleep?"