###Chapter 116 Has A Temper Occasionally

These days in the villa, he was very strict, I have hardly touched any cold drinks, and I am thirsty to death.

"The air conditioner here is on. I ordered you some juice. I'll just drink later." With that, he motioned to the waiter to adjust the air conditioner.

I stood and glared at him. I'm feeling hot. "I won't eat, I'll go back first!"

But I was held by him, pulled down to sit on the chair, and said, "Brad will take you back after dinner!"

I was silent and lost my strength on the table. Like a child, I looked at Jordan and said, "Jordan, am I very much like your pet?"

He raised his eyebrows, pushed the juice brought by the waiter to me, and smiled, "Who would keep such a disobedient pet?"

I was silent. Looking at the rare crowd outside the window, I suddenly felt that it would be good to be like this in the future.

Three meals a day, I have children, this day, occasionally noisy, occasionally laughing, there is nothing wrong with it.

As for the rest, ignore what can be ignored.

After eating a meal, I felt like a pig. Jordan made me eat a lot. If his phone didn't ring, I guess I would have eaten and vomited.

It's supposed to be about the company. When he hung up, he looked at me and said, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

I shook my head and touched my uncomfortable belly. "I'll really throw up if I eat anymore!"

He laughed. "Brad will come and take you back later. I'll go back to the office for a meeting. Don't run around and go home and have a good rest."

I nodded, leaned back on the chair and signaled him to go to work if he had something to do.

When Brad came, I just saw him waiting for me outside the restaurant in his car. I said, "Brad, if you have something to do, go and be busy. I ate too much just now. I want to go for a walk!"

There should be a lot of happenings in the company.

After thinking about it, Brad nodded and always leave a few words, and said, "Be careful!"

As soon as Brad left, I felt a lot more relaxed. It's a long way to the villa. I wanted to drive back to the company, but I still wanted to take a look around.

Just strolling along the street, the downtown shopping street, are some luxurious brand stores, thought of Jordan's suits are basically all black.

I went into a men's clothing store.

"Hello, madam, are you showing your husband the clothes?" The saleslady is very enthusiastic.

I nodded, looked down, and chose two suits, one gray and one sapphire blue. Although it was not as good as the custom-made suits at home, it was always a high-end brand with good material and design.

Seeing that I picked two sets at once, the saleslady was surprised and confirmed, "Ma'am, are you sure it's two sets?"

I nodded. For a moment, I didn't know Jordan's size. I took out my cell phone and dialed Jordan's number.

The phone was ringing a while, but it took a long time for someone to answer it!

"Hello!" It is obvious that the voice is not Jordan's, but a girl's voice.

I paused and said in a shallow voice, "This is Ivelle Astley. Please put Jordan on the phone."

"Hello Miss Ivelle. I'm Eva Bond. Sir Jordan is in a meeting right now. If there's anything you can tell me, I'll tell you later."

I am a little unhappy. Jordan's cell phone was never touched by anyone. I will take it with him even for meetings. At best, he will mute it.

"It's all right. Just ask him to call me back later!" With that, I hung up the phone.

The saleslady looked at me and twitched, "What size do you want, madam?"

"With a height of 185 and a weight of 150, please help me decide what size to take." Jordan's suits are all custom-made, basically measuring shoulder width and waist circumference according to body shape.

For a while, I can't remember those figures, so I can only give a rough idea.

The saleslady packed the suit and swiped my card and I was ready to go.

Seeing a group of young men and women coming in, one woman looks familiar, so I couldn't help but take a closer look at her.

It's Kyle Branson!

Originally thought that she left Jordan, basically cannot see me, I was very surprised to see her here.

But she saw me, slightly stupefied, with a complicated expression and said, "Miss Ivelle, what a coincidence to meet you here! Are you here to buy clothes too?"

As she spoke, she looked at the bag in my hand.

I nodded and smiled. "Just hang out. How are you these days?"

He noticed that the man beside her was Caldwell Blakeley.

I nodded and smiled as a greeting.

Her face is much better now, and she seems to be doing well after leaving Jordan.

"Well, I'm going to get married soon!" She opened her mouth, paused and said awkwardly, "I heard that you thought Samson's electronics and Astley's audit had been terminated by Jordan. Miss Ivelle, I didn't mean to. I didn't expect it to be like this."

I smiled, but felt nothing, and said faintly, "It's all right. I have to go home to take care of the baby now, and finally I have to leave Jordan."

It is no longer necessary to explore what role she and Caldwell have played in this matter. All we have to do now is to look forward.

Noticing my bulging belly, she was surprised. "How many months has it been? Is there anyone to accompany you?"

I shook my head, had a brief chat and was ready to go.

She and Caldwell have come to order clothes and have to mind their own business. I have been standing outside for a long time and have some backache.

After leaving the western clothing store, I found a seat in the resting area across the street and looked at the time. It was almost time to get off work.

I thought I'd just wait for Jordan to get off work and go back together.

After ordering a cup of coffee, I froze by the side of the road.

Kyle and Caldwell didn't come out for about an hour, and they were not good friends after all, and I didn't get up to say hello.

Saw the two people talking and laughing, their relationship seems to be going very well.

Kyle answered the phone and left.

Caldwell stood by the side of the road for a moment, and soon there was a black Maserati parked in front of him. The car stood out, so I couldn't help but look at the people in the car carefully.

He suddenly tightened his nerves, and the middle-aged man who was driving was slightly fat and was particularly familiar with his facial features.

I can't help thinking of the man who took me away in the garage.

Instinctively, I followed. Before I got to the side, Caldwell got into the car, said hello to the middle-aged man and left.

I stopped a taxi on the side of the road and followed them.

"Ma'am, you're stalking with a big belly. Is that your husband in the car in front of us?" The taxi driver asked.

I stared at the car in front of me and made a random reply to keep him close.

Black Maserati entered the villa area in Pinehurst District, and the taxi stopped, the driver looked at me and said, "This Attleboro villa area can only be entered by private cars, I can't get in this car!"

After paying the fare, I got off the taxi.

I went to the doorman and asked to let me in, but nothing came out.

After thinking about it, I called Mrs. Blakeley. I dialed over there and got through.

"Hello, Mrs. Astley!"

"Hello, Mrs. Blakeley. I'm sorry to bother you at this time. I'd like to ask you something personal. Is it convenient for you?"