###Chapter 130 Being Needed was also a Kind of Love

###Chapter 130 Being Needed was also a Kind of Love

Jordan's original low face was a little moved. I know him too well. Warm and barren people that also needed warmth were willing to give warmth to others.

In this short remark, Nicole said that Jordan was lonely since childhood, and even if his grandfather spoiled him and loved him, he could not satisfy the vacancy in his heart.

Alex's brotherhood and Nicole's dependence on fetters were all what he wanted.

Sometimes being needed was also a way of love.

I stood aside, unable to say how I felt. In fact, I knew from the beginning that I could not compete with Nicole, and her tears were an obstacle that I could not surpass.

As I watched Jordan pull himself up, as I was looking at his patient tenderness and at the emotion in his black eyes, I know that during this period of time, I seem to have tried in vain.

From the graveyard to the city, we were silent. Except for the sobbing sound of Nicole, everything in the car was as quiet as a muted tape.

At the traffic light intersection, I took the lead in opening my mouth, with a very insipid voice, "Put me in front of the intersection and I'll go back by myself!"

Jordan frowned and looked at me. "Where are you going?"

I pulled a seemingly soft smile. "I want to walk. Maisie wants to eat green mango. I'll turn around and give it to her later!"

"I'll go with you later!"

"No!"

As I realized that I was emotionally unstable, I pressed the airway, "Just pull over. It's close to the hospital. I will not get lost. You should send Miss Blakely, first. After sending her off, you ... should come again!"

He curled his lips and was silent for a moment, and his black eyes fell on me. "Okay!"

As I heard what he said, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When I got out of the car, I was still smiling and gentle, waving goodbye to them, and everything seemed so normal.

As I watched his car go away, I looked at it from a distance, my head was a little dizzy, my heart was swollen and painful as if it had been torn apart.

I reached out to touch my cell phone to call Jon, but in hindsight, I remembered that my phone had been thrown into the sink last night.

Along the green belt, I walked a little bumpy all the way.

The scorching sun was in the sky, but I was like ice. After a few steps, I could not walk anymore. I sat by the sidewalk and stuffed my head between my legs.

My tears were uncontrollable, I was too fragile. It was not a big deal but I don't know why I have such a serious reaction.

The sun made me a little dizzy. I didn't know when Jon appeared in front of me. I thought it was an illusion. I said, "Jon, I can't breathe properly."

"What happened?! If you expose yourself to the sun like this, you'll get heatstroke!" In a loud voice, he lifted me off the ground and hugged me into the car.

Surrounded by the cool air in the car, I returned to my mind and was stupefied. "What are you doing here?"

He pulled some wet paper towels to me. "I came and look at Maisie and see you abuse yourself by the side of the road. Wipe your face!"

After taking the tissue, I lowered my eyes, wiped my face, sobered up a little, and saw that there was another person on the copilot. I was stupefied and said, "Why is Mr. Wesley here?"

"I was just passing by!" Parker opened his mouth, tilted his head on the chair and looked at me and said, "What happened to you? Are you squatting by the side of the road with a big belly? "

I pursed my lips, changed the subject and looked at Jon and said, "Jon, we'll see Maisie later. You should go somewhere with me first!"

"Go with you where?"

"Mobile City! My phone is broken."

He nodded, started the car and changed direction.

My phone cards and mobile phone have been changed. I don't know much about electronic products. I thought Apple was good and I was used to it. I didn't want Parker to frown. "It's better to change to domestic products! It's a little safer."

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After chatting with Maisie in the hospital for a while, I went to see Brad and came out to see Jon and Parker smoking against the wall of the corridor. I didn't know what they were talking about.

Parker did not seem very happy, a pair of eyes scattered sparks staring at Jon, as if he was a little angry.

I went up and said, "Jon, you'll have a chat with Maisie later. I have to go later."

When Jon didn't open his mouth, Parker pinched out the cigarette butt and walked up to me, "I'll go with you!"

As I saw that Jon doesn't look well, I don't quite understand what's going on between the two, so I simply said, "I'm not driving. I'll take a taxi. You'll wait for Jon later."

"Good!" Jon opened his mouth and looked at Parker. "Wait for me!"

Parker frowned, "I have something to do, so I don't have time to play!"

"I am not fucking playing with youplay!"

I was speechless.

These two people were bored enough, after thinking about it, I still left silently. I said hello to Maisie, and I went straight back to the villa.

I was supposed to go to the yoga studio, but today's class was for husband and wife. Jordan and Nicole were together. At this time, he should not have time, and I don't want to find myself in pain, so I just go back to the villa.

As I saw the black Bentley at the door of the villa, I couldn't tell what I felt, whether it was anger or disgust.

Jordan got out of the car with a gentle smile on her face. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Where have you been? Why your phone is off?"

I stood still, clasped my hands tightly, and withstood the look of disgust, "What are you doing here?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Look at you! " His eyes fell on my belly voice, which meant nothing.

This gloomy feeling was something I hate. "Yes, can we go now?"

If I could, I wouldn't want to see this man for the rest of my life.

However, I would miss him. I went straight in and don't say anything. He followed me and now he was blocking my way. His handsome face covered with gloom, "Ivelle, do you plan to get along with me this way all your life? I am your companion, not your enemy. We are the dearest people in the world. Why would you push me so far?"

As I look at him, I restrained my emotion. "How would you want me to get along with you?" Jordan, you knew very well in your heart if we are the dearest people in the world. I have never pushed you. Did you go far by yourself?"

I continued, "Your cold eyes, your stubbornness and your selfishness make you and us farther from each other!" When grandma took him back to the Primrose's yard, I was full of joy and thought that I had another relative, but what he did made me afraid, I was so scared!

His face was a little complicated, it showed grief and self-deprecation. "Don't you want me, too?"

I was looking at him at a loss, I staggered his eyes and whispered, "I do want you."

"That's good, Ivelle. As long as you don't push me away, just like you did when I was a child!" His face changed and almost happily lifted a basket of things out of the car.

He said with a smile, "I know you miss the fruit in the Primrose's yard. I told you last time that I bought that yard. I planted some fruit in it, using seeds left by my mother-in-law, tomatoes that you like to eat, and green awn!"

When I looked at him, I felt familiar and strange for a moment. He had always been cold and bloodthirsty. How could he do this?

Up to now, I have not been able to understand his temperament.