###Chapter 165 Continuous Cutting And Chaos - Part 3

Aaron nodded, looking a little bad. I didn't pay much attention to it.

I went out of the neighborhood with him and went around to the supermarket. He basically bought some firewood, rice, oil, and salt. He looked at me and said unexpectedly, "Can you cook?"

It was really embarrassing to be asked like this. I couldn't help but say to him, "You don't like people so much. Why can't I cook?"

After choosing several seasonings, I simply told him, "Wait and I'll show you tonight!"

He laughed, raised his hand and rubbed my head, and said, "Okay, I'll wait!"

I looked up and smiled, my eyes fell on the shelf behind him, and said, "Aaron, help me with that seasoning bag, I can't reach it!"

He did not respond but looked angrily behind me. I was shocked and was not aware of who was staring at me.

Out of instinct, I looked back and was pulled by Aaron, who covered my head in his arms.

Aaron said, "It's getting late. Let's go back!"

I froze. Before I realized what was going on, I was tugged at my wrist and then pulled out of Aaron's arms.

I was frightened with the purpose of Jordan. His eyes showed different emotions. I could not believe what was happening that it felt like my brain was struck by a lightning.

For a moment I didn't know what to do, my body was a little stiff, my heart began to twitch, the pain began to spread, and fear and bewilderment surrounded me.

I felt my hands and body trembling, but for a moment, I avoided his eyes and stopped looking at him, suffocating with heartache.

I was not ready to face him. I was not ready to tell him about the baby. I was not ready to tell him what had happened.

"Sister Ivelle, how did you?" Suddenly, I heard a soft, delicate voice that shocked me.

Looking up, Nicole's belly had swelled slightly, and she stood next to the shopping cart, which piled up a lot of baby supplies for girls.

I suddenly remembered that when I was with Jordan, I also chose these things, almost exactly the same.

When I saw Nicole and Erin, my mood changed. I looked at Nicole angrily. I couldn't control it for a while, and suddenly shook off Jordan's hand.

No one expected this, and I almost rushed crazily towards Nicole.

Nicole was so surprised that she stepped back directly. I didn't give her a reaction at all. I tore at her well-managed hair and said crazily, "Nicole, you and Erin can't get away with what you did."

"Ah! Crazy! Ivelle, you lunatic! Be careful, Jordan, help me!" Nicole was frightened and screamed, and for a moment she looked like a mess.

I was hugged and imprisoned by a force, and a low tearing voice came from my ear, "Ivelle, it's me, I'm Jordan, I'm your husband!"

I lost my strength for a moment, my eyes were red, and I struggled out of his arms with the only strength I had.

Aaron held me, and I grabbed his hand tightly, his voice hoarse and aching, "Aaron, take me away!"

I really couldn't stay here any longer. I was afraid I can't control myself and would lash out at Nicole.

I was even more afraid of Jordan protecting her and was even more afraid of seeing them do anything intimate.

"All right, let's go home!" Aaron said, picked me up horizontally, and walked outside the supermarket.

People came and kept looking at us. Jordan followed us, blocking Aaron's way. His voice was low, cold, and ghastly. "Put her down!"

Aaron sneered and grimaced. "Do you think she will go with you?"

Jordan looked at me, tightened his pupils slightly, and said, "Ivelle come back with me!"

I grabbed Aaron like the last straw, my eyes red and swollen, and said, "Take me away, take me away!"

Aaron nodded, he looked at Jordan and said, "Jordan, you will kill her!"

Jordan bit his lips, black eyes vaguely broken bit by bit. He looked at me for a while, slowly uttered a few words, "Okay! Go leave!"

Without Jordan making a fuss, I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Aaron carried me into the car and directly took me back to the Central Park community.

When we got home, he put me on the sofa in the living room, poured me water, took the medicine, crouched beside me, and said, "Do you want to take more medicine?"

I nodded, reached for the medicine in his hand, stuffed it directly into my mouth, and then calmed down a little and leaned against the sofa a little tired.

He sat next to me and accompanied me to a very long silence. I felt very lucky to meet a noble person to accompany me through every accident.

The last time grandma had an accident, my grandpa was with me. This time it was Aaron. I don't know how long I could last, but I always felt that maybe tomorrow, or one day, I wouldn't be able to hold on.

It was a cycle of depression. I'm not sure whether my heart was too weak or my life was just lucky.

I went to sleep vaguely. I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, it was already night.

There was a noise in the living room. I got up to see that Aaron was cooking in an apron, looking like a chef.

When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw me awake. He smiled and said, "Go and wash your face and come out for dinner later!"

I leaned against the door frame and looked at his skillful movements. I couldn't help saying, "Did you go to university in New Oriental?"

He chuckled, his eyebrows dyed with light, "Well, listen to that, you should be praising me!"

I nodded, not stingy at all, and said, "It looks like it's awesome!"

He turned off the fire and looked back at me and said, "Go wash up!"

I nodded and obediently went into the bedroom to wash. When I came out, he set it all up. Three dishes and one soup that smelled good.

On the table, he brought me a bowl of rice and said, "Eat more, and we'll go for a walk downstairs later!"

I nodded and the taste was delicious, but I still only ate a few bites and lost my appetite.

Seeing this, he did not force me to eat, but said, "There is a fruit in the fridge. Go and see what you want to eat for snacks!"

I couldn't help but smile, "Were you good at taking care of girls?" I admire all the women for such meticulous work.

He nodded and said faintly, "That's how I used to take care of my father!"

I can't talk anymore. I looked in the fridge. He bought a lot of fruit. I think he bought it himself when I was asleep.

I found a box of strawberries. I took it into the kitchen to wash it. He said, "It's ready. You can eat it directly!"

Sitting on the sofa, he picked up the dishes and utensils. Seeing that I was a little lazy, he couldn't help but say, "Go change your clothes and we'll go for a walk downstairs later!"