###Chapter 132 Find Jordan To apologize

I nodded, got in and started the car.

Liam was brought to the hospital. I sat in the corridor of the hospital and let the wind blow. It was a little cold and my heart was badly numbed.

It shouldn't have come to this. Why did it end up like this?

I waited in the hallway for an hour before Liam came out of the operating room. He was pushed into the ward by the nurse.

The doctor asked me to go through the hospitalization procedures. I didn't know much about the situation, so I couldn't help but ask the doctor, "Doctor, how is he? Will there be any sequelae?"

The doctor smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with the bone. He'll be fine after a few days of self-healing. He's had an operation on his leg before and broke his muscles and bones for a hundred days. I will arrange for him to have an x-ray and I'll take a look at the details."

I nodded repeatedly and said thank you several times before I went to the ward.

Because of the anesthesia, Liam was unable to move when he laid in the hospital bed. When he saw me go in, he raised the corners of his mouth and I looked at him in a good mood. Still groggy he said, "Don't run around there. Sit down and talk to me."

I ignored him, looked at him and said, "Call someone to take care of you. It's getting late. I have to go back."

It was dark outside, and now I didn't know how to face Jordan when I come back.

He suddenly sank and his face a little gloomy, "I am already alone here. There is no one else I can call but you. If you have to leave, then go."

Seeing him giving up, I was speechless for a moment. I twisted my eyebrow and said, "Then I'll find you a nurse."

"Ivelle." He looked at me with a heavy shadow on his eyebrows. "Do you hate me so much and want me to die? You don't even want to look at me."

"No!" Thinking about it, he didn't do any real harm to him. I just saw what he did and was scared.

"You know that I have no other relatives in this world, only you. I've tried to look for you countless times in the past five years, and I can't find you. I thought I could get through those dark moments by myself. But I didn't think I'd meet you in City A."

He looked down at the wound on his hand, and his mood was particularly low. "A single spark can start a prairie fire. After I met you again, I don't want to be separated from you. I think it's the same as just like when we were kids then. Can't we live well with each other."

I didn't know what to say for a moment. His incomplete childhood made him look for a place where he'll have peace of mind for the rest of his life.

After a pause, I said, "Liam, I'm married. I have my own family and children, and husband. You can stay in my world, but you can't affect my life."

"What's so good about Jordan? He is cold and cruel and doesn't love you at all. Why do you have to be with him?"

Seeing that he was emotional, I stopped the conversation and looked at him and said, "You take good care of your injuries, and I will find you a nurse to take care of you."

I hurried out of the hospital before he could speak.

It was already dark. I drove Liam's car when I came to the hospital. I could only take a taxi to go back. I stood for a long time before I went downstairs to the villa.

I was a little nervous. I didn't know how to face Jordan.

But no matter how I try to avoid it, sooner or later I have to face him.

When I arrived, the lights in the hall were very dim. Vaguely, only the lights in the kitchen were still on. Mrs. Yeardly was usually idle, so she liked to straighten things out.

I guess she steamed some cakes and prepared her slippers. I was relieved to see that there was no one in the hall.

When Mrs. Yeardly heard the noise in the kitchen, she was stunned for a moment and said in surprise, "Oh, Ivelle, how come there was no sound when you walked in? You scared this old dog."

She patted her heart, looked at me and said, "You just got back. Are you hungry? Come and see what I stewed for you? " With that, she took the lid off the stove.

A strong fragrance came. When I smelled it, I couldn't help feeling a little hungry. I smiled and said, "What have you cooked, Mrs. Yeardly? It smells good!"

She smiled and said, "It's crucian carp. I added some special seasoning into it, so it tastes good. You just sit here and wait. It will be done in a while. It has a delicious taste."

Sister-in-law Marcela won't let me touch the things in the kitchen. I think the lampblack smell is too much, and a pregnant woman doesn't like the smell, otherwise I would have stayed more in the kitchen.

Anyway, I stayed on the table and waited quietly.

It wasn't long before she filled a bowl, looked at me and said, "It's still hot. Wait for it to cool." She couldn't help looking at me when she put the soup down.

There was some hesitation. I was blowing the soup, and naturally I can feel that she had something to say.

After a pause, I said, "Mrs. Yeardly, if you have anything to say, just say it. I'll listen."

She smiled, a little unnatural, and said, "Ivelle, I shouldn't get involved in the affairs between a husband and wife, but I clearly see in my eyes and I have been there. If I don't say anything, your husband and wife relationship will go farther and farther apart in the future. I also feel sorry to Father Astley."

Knowing her good intentions, I smiled and said, "Mrs. Yeardly, don't think that. I always appreciate and keep in mind the care you have given me at the Astley family over the years. I have long regarded you as my elder. If you have anything to say, we, the younger generation, always have to listen."

She sighed. "Hey, your husband had been in the study since he came back. I think he's hurt his back a little bit. You go up with the soup later and talk to him well. See if he feels anything serious. He doesn't want to listen word from an old lady. Talk to him well and don't quarrel. Husband and wife quarrel should be settled before they go to bed. There should be no overnight grudges. If you have something to say, you should not hold it in your heart."

I nodded. I couldn't help but worry. I looked at Sister Marcela and said, "Sister Marcela, please help me with a bowl of soup. I'll go up and see him now."

She slurped and laughed. "Don't worry. You're pregnant and you probably haven't eaten anything tonight. This time you want to think about the baby, so drink the soup and go later!"

Knowing that she was worried about me, I blew a few mouthfuls of hot soup and took a few sips. I looked at my sister-in-law Marcela and said, "Go ahead. I'm almost done."

Seeing this, Mrs. Yeardly smiled and went into the kitchen.

Outside the study, I hesitated for a moment, then raised my hand and knocked on the door.

For a moment, a low voice came from inside, "Sister Marcela, go back and have a rest. I have no appetite."

"It's me." I opened my mouth, bit my lip slightly, and my forehead was so nervous that I was about to sweat.

There was a moment of silence inside. Then the voice sounded low and discerning, "Come in."

I breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door and looked at the cold man in front of the desk.

Holding the soup, I paused and said, "Sister Marcela said you haven't eaten anything until this time. She stewed crucian carp soup. Why don't you try it?"

With that, I went up to him, put the soup next to him, and my eyes fell on his back.

It is still the previous suit. Because it is black, there is nothing but the trace left by the shovel.