###Chapter 145 Is Actually Not That Angry

"Mrs. Astley, why don't we go over and say hello to Mr. Astley? He and Miss Blakely should talk about things in a minute, and we can go back together later!" She opened her mouth and looked at her nervously.

'This is a very euphemistic remark. Jordan and Nicole talk about things?'

After a few mouthfuls of dessert went into her mouth, Ivelle arched her eyebrows and said. "Don't go over there. Jordan has already come by himself."

As he spoke, Jordan stood at the table and frowned at Ivelle. "Why are you running around when you just got out of the hospital?"

She stood, raised her chin, and looked in Nicole's direction. At this time, her face was not very good. She didn't know what topic they had talked about that made her so angry.

Of course, it is also possible that she simply does not want to see Jordan discover her existence.

"Aren't you afraid she'll be angry when you come here like this?" Ivelle raised her eyes, fell on Jordan, and squinted at him.

He frowned and said. "Ivelle!"

She straightened up and was a little irritated. "You don't have to yell so loud, I can hear you." Ivelle glanced back at the dessert on the table and suddenly lost her appetite a long time ago.

'It's a pity.

She looked at Dr. Evie and said. "I'm going to live up to your kindness. I can't eat anymore. Why don't you pack it up and let's go back to eat it at home?"

Dr. Evie didn't say much. She looked at the gloomy face of Ivelle that was tinged with an unfathomable emotion in her voice. She looked at her again and nodded. "Oh, it's fine!"

She asked the waiter to pack.

Jordan stood beside her which really made Ivelle a little irritated. She just got up and said to Dr. Evie. "I'll wait for you downstairs!"

The scene was awkward and she didn't say much but nodded.

Downstairs, the weather is a little hot. Ivelle went straight out of the shop and stood at the door of the big banyan tree to enjoy the cool breeze. Jordan followed her who was also followed by Nicole.

When she looked at her, Nicole's face was about to cry.

"Why did you reject my mother's offer? She was right. Are you going to spend the rest of your life for the sake of a child?" Nicole almost cried when she said this.

Jordan ignored him, just walked towards Ivelle. He stood in front of her, looked at Ivelle, and said. "Let's go, get in the car!"

"If you're busy, you go ahead and I'll wait for Dr. Evie!" With that, Ivelle glanced at Nicole who followed him and said with a smile. "Your business should not be finished yet. Go on!"

"Ivelle!" He was a little upset. "if you have anything to say, let's go back and talk about it."

She seriously nodded and looked at him. With that, she said. "Yes, we can go home and lie in bed and talk about it. There is plenty of time. That's why I let you and Miss Blakely meet and have something to say here."

"Ivelle, you!" Nicole suddenly blushed, looked at her, and said. "You are shameless!"

She was very infuriated. "Miss Blakely, how can I be shameless? Jordan and I are husband and wife. If we have anything to say, we naturally have to go back to our own house and have a good talk. Why? Why are you pretending to be so pure? People who are going to be mothers don't know how many times they have been in and out with other people. What about it?"

Nicole blushed for a moment and stared at Ivelle angrily and impatiently. "Ivelle, you bitch!"

"All right, that's enough!" Jordan twisted his eyebrow and looked at them firmly as he tried to dissuade the catfight between the two. "I'll let Felix take you back."

With that, he took Ivelle away with him.

"Jordan, let go. Can't you see that Nicole is crying? Can't you take pity on her and cherish her like a jade?" Ivelle looked at Nicole, whose eyes were almost swollen, and stood motionlessly in the same place. Ivelle followed Jordan and left as her mouth was wide open.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked cold. Ivelle didn't have time to stand still so she bumped into his arms and her nose hurt so much that she couldn't help but gasped for breath.

She raised her eyes and glared at him. "Can't you say that you'll stop?"

He sneered. "Didn't you say something so atrocious? That I should know how to pity Nicole and cherish her like a jade?"

"Yes, that's all you can do to appease her and there's nothing else." She was angry and unforgiving. "It's my fault that I accidentally ran into you today, but it's humiliating enough for you to retaliate in such an apathetic way."

"Apathetic?" He was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry. "Ivelle, can you be reasonable? Do you have to chat in such a sarcastic way?"

"Or what?"

He shut up and pulled her straight in the direction of the villa.

She followed him, walked extremely slowly and he stopped to look at her. "Do you need me to memorize it?"

She furrowed her eyebrows in irritation and sarcastically said. "Hello!"

He set his eyes on her bulging belly and hugged her across her arms.

After walking a few steps, he said to Ivelle jokingly. "You are getting fat!"

"Me? How can you use the fucking adjective fat?" She glared at him and closed her eyes.

In fact, she was not angry. When she saw him and Nicole together, uneasiness gnawed in her heart. She was always a woman with good instinct and she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She could have turned a blind eye to it, but the mood as a pregnant woman is the most difficult to control which made her accidentally shrewd.

"Oh!" Jordan sneered inexplicably and Ivelle opened her eyes.

Her eyes saw the villa and there was a black Bentley parked outside the gate. After seeing it a few times, she was already familiar with the car.

'However, it was not long before Liam was hospitalized last time, why did he come again?'

Liam is good-looking. He was muscular, rich, and intelligent which almost meets the criteria for every woman who is choosing a mate.

She saw a large bouquet of roses in his hand and a gift box in his hand.

Fortunately, there is a small community of people there. If it is placed at the door of the company or in the shopping mall, it will definitely attract the attention of a large number of girls.

She patted Jordan on the arm and signaled him to put her down.

Jordan sneered. "If the Weld family really gives him tons of inheritance for him to do nothing aside from eating and waiting to die, their assets will be over sooner or later."

Ivelle a little speechless. Since when does this guy talk so much? "Aren't your hands sore? Put me down!"

"What are you going to do if I put you down here?" He looked at Ivelle and looked coldly in the direction of Liam. "Are you going to come down and talk to him?"

She was speechless.

For the first time, Ivelle thought that Jordan would be so jealous of the appearance of Liam.

"I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything and why would I wait for tomorrow's headlines?" When she gazed at his gloomy face, Ivelle continued. "The capital is no better than Hempstead. You don't want to see a reporter trumpeting you two bigwigs in the headlines tomorrow, fighting for me, a pregnant woman, do you?"

He sneered, put her down, and looked coldly at Liam who held a bouquet of roses, and said faintly. "Do you like this different way of courtship?"

"No!" After a pause, Ivelle continued. "But a lot of girls like it."

Seeing that he was silent and clasped his hands, without interrupting his thoughts, Jordan said. "Aren't you going to avoid him?"

"Avoid him?" Ivelle has no objection to what he said.

He just let him.

She went to Liam who had been watching her and Jordan for a long time. He patiently held the flowers and waited in the same place. The moment that Ivelle approached him, he handed her the flowers in his hand and greeted Ivelle with a soft smile. "Happy birthday to you in advance."

"It's too early!" She calculated the time and there is still half a month before her actual birthdate. "And I never celebrate my birthday."

She looked at the flowers he handed over and smiled in return. Ivelle didn't arch her eyebrows at him. The flowers are too big for her to hold!