###Chapter 183 The Coldness Is Mutual

"What would you like to eat?" Jordan asked in a shallow voice, and when he looked sideways at me, his black eyes sank a little, as if with some coldness.

I pursed my lips and said faintly, "I'm not hungry." I ate a little bit just now.

Without opening his mouth, he parked his car downstairs at a breakfast shop and looked at me, and said, "I am sorry but I'm hungry."

When he got out of the car, he went into the shop, found a seat immediately. He looked at me blankly and said, "Do you want to have soup with egg?"

I wasn't hungry. But I still nodded. "Anything will do."

Instead of looking at him, I bowed my head to play with my phone. There was a text message coming in from Liam Weld. "When I go to Hempstead on Wednesday, will you meet the president of Samson's Electronics?"

I almost forgot about it and replied to the message immediately. I thought I could go back to Hempstead to see Jon and Maisie Rogers. I haven't seen them all this time. Maisie Rogers's child should have been two months old by now.

And then the phone was suddenly taken away, I raised my eyes and frowned at Jordan's dark eyes. "What's the matter?"

He put the phone out of my reach and looked at me and said, "Have a good meal first."

I frowned and looked at the food in front of me. I didn't have any appetite. "I just ate, and I'm not hungry!"

"It's all right, just eat more." Then he pushed the soup dumpling toward my position.

I twisted my eyebrow and was a little unhappy, but it didn't show him.

After eating breakfast, I always felt that he was in a bad mood and couldn't figure out why he was angry, so I chose to be silent.

All the way to the villa got out of the car and went back to the bedroom. Jordan Astley suddenly hugged me from behind, his voice is hoarse and low, vaguely suppressing his anger. "Did he touch you?"

The remark was so inexplicable that his kiss fell before I knew it.

I twisted my eyebrow in pain, and my heart was angry, but I said calmly, "Did you pick me up because Nicole Blakeley is pregnant and can't satisfy you now, so you decided to use me instead?"

Then he paused, he looked up, breathing heavily, suppressing still his anger, "Ivelle, in your opinion, I am so bad?"

"Isn't it?" I asked, ignoring his question, staring back at him for his scarlet eyes.

I could feel the tension in the air between us.

The man smiled a little on his handsome and indifferent face, and his eyes stabbed me like a sharp knife, "Oh, then I will do as you wish!"

The words did not rush me to react, so he pushed me on the bed, raised his hand, pulled off the necktie at the collar, and threw it aside, and the button that had been properly buttoned was somewhat rudely untied by him.

I was distracted for a moment, suddenly reflected what he was going to do, suppressed my sudden thumping heart, and got up to get out of bed and get ready to leave.

But before he got out of bed, the person was pressed down by him, and his unique breath surrounded me. "With Aaron Badger's temper, he won't force you!"

He said with clenched teeth, "Let's have something different from him."

Sister-in-law Yeardly, who was happy to see me back, made delicious food and just stood in the doorway and shouted, "Miss Ivelle?"

She suddenly saw me and Jordan Astley like this, and for a moment she froze at the door.

"Get out!" Anger gave Jordan a fierce and ruthless look on his face.

Sister-in-law Yeardly had never experienced Jordan Astley's anger, but after being surprised for a moment, she hurriedly closed the door and went out.

"Oh!" I suddenly laughed and looked at his opaque eyes and said sarcastically, "Oh!" I am beginning to rejoice that the child is no longer alive, otherwise how pathetic he would be to have a father like you."

He looked, his dark eyes fixed on me, his cheeks showing signs of repression with anger.

For a few seconds, I thought he would raise his hand and hit me.

But no.

He just leaned close to my ear, with a low voice, suppressed anger, and said hoarsely, "Then let's have another one and see if he would be sad or joyful."

I froze.

Jordan's thin lips pressed over mine.

In hindsight, the insensible pain felt on my lips.

I couldn't help shouting, "Jordan, do you belong to a dog?"

"Oh!" He sneered. "It's good to know it hurts!"

"Jordan!"

Without saying the cruel words, he suddenly froze and breathed heavily.

Looking at him, I saw that his eyes stared heavily at my lower abdomen with scars like a centipede.

He raised his hand and tried to touch it. I slapped him away and had a plan in mind.

He opened his mouth and said, "What? Do you lose interest when you see this scar?"

He looked at me, and the pain in his black eyes was hard to bear. Knowing that he was uncomfortable, I found it all the more ridiculous.

His eyebrows are so deep that it is difficult to peep. "Does it still hurt?"

This inexplicable sentence and my heart suddenly ache. I cannot breathe. The sadness and anger that I am feeling are so overwhelming.

I got up and pushed the startled Jordan away from me. I put on my clothes without expression and calmly said, "Jordan, you really are ridiculous."

I turn around and go out and go downstairs.

Mrs. Yeardly was in the kitchen and she saw me going downstairs and looked at my face. For a moment, she was a little embarrassed, "Miss Ivelle, are you hungry? I cooked something with your aunt Harper. Why don't you eat first?"

I smiled at her and slowly shook my head and said faintly, "No, thank you Mrs. Yeardly, I'll go for a walk first."

I was a little surprised to see Nicole Blakeley at the front door of the villa, but I also thought it was common. She was helped out of the car by the babysitter with a full belly.

Not knowing what she told the driver, the driver left, and the babysitter helped her to the villa.

Seeing me leaning against the gate and looking at her coldly, she paused slightly, showing surprise and coldness on her cheerful face.

"Good morning, Miss Nicole. You are so pregnant. Don't you want to move in?" I really didn't mean to satirize her, but I simply felt that it was not appropriate for her to travel back and forth like this as a pregnant woman.

After all. She has a golden body!

She curled her lips, looked extremely bad, looked up at me, and was particularly unfriendly. "Don't you hate if I do that? By the way, what are you doing back here?"