###Chapter 188 People Lost In A Sea Of People – Part 5

She pointed to the water dispenser. "Then you."

"I'm not thirsty. Go back now." I said calmly. The truth is, I didn't want to talk either, so I frowned slightly.

She was surprised and left without saying more.

My temper seems to be getting worse and I am getting more impatient. Sister-in-law Yeardly left, and I sat in the hall in a daze and saw the clock running to 12:00 in the morning.

Jordan Astley didn't come back and it's so late, isn't he planning to stay at home?

After a pause, I went into the kitchen and filled it with water. I was ready to boil some water to drink. I took out my cell phone and looked at it. There was no message at all.

With a slight sigh, the water boiled. I reached out to lift the kettle and was coldly steamed.

I could not help withdrawing my hand. I stared at the kettle and felt out his cell phone for a long time.

After hesitation, news came from the gate.

Does he come back? Did he just arrive?

I folded my lips, took the kettle to the living room, and poured two glasses of boiled water.

It might rain outside. Jordan came in with a chill and water drops on his coat.

He left his coat at the door and saw that I was still in the living room. He frowned and came forward. "Can't sleep?"

I nodded and looked up at him faintly. "Is Uncle Richard all right?"

He frowned and frowned. "Did Aaron Badger tell you that?"

I shook my head and was in a stable mood. "Uncle Richard has never been in good health, I know."

He let out a hum and walked up to me, "Are you even worried that I won't come back?"

I shook my head, a little thirsty, raised my hand to carry the cup, but did not hold it steady, and the water splashed on my lap.

It was so hot that I couldn't help frowning.

Jordan stepped forward, picked me up, went into the bathroom, and flushed me with cold water.

He frowned. "Have you been drinking?"

I was stupefied and nodded.

He took out his cell phone and was ready to make a phone call. Thinking that he was going to make trouble again, I grabbed his phone and said, "It's not even that serious, it's very late now, don't bother him."

He twisted his eyebrow, lifted his skirt, and looked at the place where I was scalded. He became a hit. "Is there a deliberate element?"

I don't deny it, nodding, "mm-hmm!"

"Why?"

"I want to ask you to help me!" He hasn't promised me about Samson's Electronics.

He sneered, hugged me straight to the second-floor bedroom, and took off my wet clothes.

He put on my pajamas, found the scald medicine, squeezed the ointment to wipe it for me, some pain, but can bear.

Seeing that he did not answer me, I lowered my eyes slightly, my fingers fell on the back of his hand, and took the initiative to pull him, "It's all right, it's not that serious."

He frowned. "Have you ever seen anyone smear only half of the medicine?"

I pursed my lips and spoke dumb for a moment.

Thinking about what to do next, he said coldly, "What are you going to do if I don't come back?"

"It's a little hotter, and then I'll call you!" That's what I thought. He wouldn't leave me alone.

"Hiss!" His men worked hard, and I gasped with pain.

"Does it hurt so much?" He sneered. "More scalds. Are you going to cripple yourself?"

I was silent, holding my fingers on his well-textured arm, caressing intentionally or unintentionally, and he kept the posture of applying medicine to me, and his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly as he was provoked by me.

"What are you going to do?" He asked me again.

I lip, "I'll seduce you!"

"Oh!" He smiled, took the medicine, and narrowed his eyes slightly. "For a project, is it worth it?"

I didn't speak. I just took the initiative to climb up his shoulder and stared at his lip flap bluntly.

He breathed a little heavily, his hand around my waist, his breath unsteady. "How much wine did he drink?"

I said, "A few drinks, I can't remember."

The matter between men and women is actually very tired. I am not good at hooking up with people. After doing it for a long time, I just feel powerless. I can't help but let go and want to go straight to the subject.

He circled me and breathed a little heavily. "So you give up?"

I shook my head and changed my position.

Seeing his happy appearance, I couldn't help saying, "Astleys already has the Samson's Electronics,"

"Well, I won't take part in Samson's Electronics business!" When he said that, he was a little rude.

I twisted my eyebrow, touched my phone, and handed it to him.

He suddenly stopped the movement, black eyes staring at me, "In your opinion, what am I? You think that as long as you use your body, I will compromise everything?"

I didn't know what to say for a moment. I knew he was angry now.

I pursed my lips slightly, "You promised me, but ask me what I want to do, and you will support me as long as I want to do it."

He sneered, he took my phone and dialed Liam Weld's number.

Maybe he was asleep, and it was only after a while that Liam Weld got on the phone. Jordan said coldly, "There's no need to follow Samson's electronics case. I quit."

With that, he hung up the phone, then threw the phone aside, stopped going, and went straight into the bathroom.

Maybe I had a drink, maybe it was done, and I had nothing in mind. I didn't sleep for a long time.

Jordan came out of the bathroom and I was fast asleep, but things were not as simple as I thought.

In the middle of the night, Jordan meant to mess with me, so it was almost once an hour. I rarely slept soundly, and he could fall asleep even if he tossed about like this.

The next day.

I opened my eyes and went in for the ceiling. The pain on both sides of my head was so painful that it might be alcohol. I raised my hand and pinched the center of my eyebrow.

......

Today, I have to go to the Badgers. Some materials need to be prepared. I get up and wash. As soon as I lift the quilt, my wrist is held.

Before Jordan woke up, the residue of his chin rubbed out, looking sexy.

I could not help but raise my hand and touch it with my finger belly. The hard dregs were stabbed on my finger belly, and some of them were soft and itchy.

The man's facial features look deep and stereoscopic in the dim light. He is so vigilant that I wake up as soon as I touch him.

He opened his eyes with hazy drowsiness and a low, sexy voice. "Do you want more?"

I withdrew my hand, and he sat up, showing several scratches conspicuously.

Obviously, I did this.

Noticing my eyes, he raised his eyebrow. "It looks like you were selfless last night, too."

I pursed my lips and sobered up a lot without alcohol. "If you were normal, would I hurt you?"

He laughed. "Are you being reasonable now? Are you going to do it again?" With his eyes unfathomable, he gave me a shallow kiss on the forehead. "If you have anything to say directly from now on, we are husband and wife, not those unscrupulous relationships outside, huh?"

I nodded, raised my hand, and pushed him. "I'm going to the company today. I can't come again. I can't walk!"

He couldn't help laughing, got up and put on his pajamas. When he saw me sitting on the bed, he lifted the quilt. I was stupefied and saw his eyes fall on my legs.

I thought he was ugly. In hindsight, he was looking at the part where he was scalded yesterday.

He looked up at me. "Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head. "I'm all right, really."

"Have a good rest at home today and don't run around."

I refused, "It doesn't affect the company!"

He frowned with a hint of displeasure on his face, but after a pause, he kept it under control and said, "I'll take you there later!"

Aware of his concession, I nodded and refused no more.