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Chapter 823 How Could Two Robots Have Feelings?

She was already injured. Besides, those people were after her. If she went out again, they might attack again. It would not be conducive to the inspection. So, Michael had to go alone. Michael said indifferently, “I went to the police station today and made a contribution.” Ivanka’s eyes flickered with understanding. She nodded. “Right, that’s the right thing to do.” She figured out what Michael was up to. Waterbridge was a great scenic area and should indeed be developed. In that case, it should not remain the same as it used to be. This area did not really belong to this country, so the order was somewhat lax. The country would only try to gradually bring it under control. They had to improve the security here and bring some order. “So, how long do you think we’ll need to stay here?” “Until you’re fully recovered.” Ivanka was a little stunned. “That’s not necessary. I can move freely now. We can go back anytime.” Michael snorted. He had just said she was pushing herself, and she was doing it again. Ivanka seemed to sense his implication but ultimately pursed her lips and remained silent. He determined the timeline. He could do whatever he wanted. “How’s your wound today? Has the pain diminished?” Ivanka glanced at him with surprise. Noticing the slight awkwardness on his otherwise cold and composed face, she averted her gaze and replied calmly, “It feels pretty much the same as yesterday.” Michael looked at her indifferently. “Grandma just called me.” Ivanka looked at him in puzzlement. If it had nothing to do with her, Michael would not have brought it up. At that moment, the atmosphere between the two was harmonious. Though Michael still exuded a strong and cold aura, Ivanka could accept it all and be accommodating. She was not affected by his aura. Instead, their energies seemed to gradually merge, which made it impossible for others to intervene. “What did Grandma say?” Michael withdrew his gaze and said with a calm expression. “She’s feeling low today because I still haven’t been able to reconcile with you. She’s getting older now. The chances of getting her great-grandchildren are decreasing.” Ivanka’s gaze flashed with surprise. She chuckled. “All Grandma wants is for us to reconcile. I can feel that she really likes me. But we can’t make it work just because Grandma likes it. You know how we fell apart. I know too. I have no feelings for you now, and you’ve always detested me. We’re from two different worlds. How could we possibly reconcile?” Michael’s expression darkened slightly, but Ivanka seemed oblivious to it. She gazed at him intently and said, “After Grandma said all that, what did you say?” Michael snorted. “What do you think?” His previously calm demeanor was now replaced by frost. His gaze sharpened. Ivanka furrowed her brow and looked at him puzzled. “I know you want to take care of her feelings, but are you going to keep postponing things until her last days? I have no intention of getting married. What about you? Are you going to keep postponing having children? What will happen to the Barkworth family if there’s no heir?” There was a hint of sarcasm in Ivanka’s last sentence.

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