###Chapter 192 Abnormal Behavior Of Jordan Astley – Part 4

Because Ivelle Astley was going to Hempstead tomorrow, she went to bed early. But as expected, she still had insomnia.

Jordan Astley sensed that she couldn't sleep, so he held her in his arms, hugged her, and said, "How about having another night?"

There was a big difference between that one night and one more time.

"Jordan, I'm going to Hempstead tomorrow. I don't have the energy!" Then she turned over, turned her back on him, and closed her eyes to rest.

He hugged her from behind, and she didn't do anything when they heard something.

Half ringing, she frowned and said, "Jordan, I can't sleep like this."

"We are husband and wife, so why can't we?" He was right to say that.

She curled her lips and moved towards the bedside, a little further away from him.

But he affixed her to himself, like a dog skin plaster, so she had no choice but to close her eyes to rest.

But the more she wanted to sleep, the more she couldn't sleep. She stayed up all night, and she got up at six o'clock the next day.

She got up and got out of bed. She didn't sleep all night. She was floating around, buzzing on both sides of her head, and feeling terrible.

Jordan followed as he probably didn't sleep well the same way. "I'll take you to the airport later."

"No, it's still early. Go get some sleep!" She answered, ready to go into the bathroom to wash.

He changed into his pajamas and raised his eyebrows. "It's all right. I can have a rest at noon."

Ivelle twisted her eyebrow and swallowed again. She went into the bathroom and washed out. Meanwhile, he had already changed his clothes.

At the airport, Jordan parked his car outside the airport building, looked at Ivelle, and said, "When will you be back?"

She was in a hurry to get out of the car and replied, "I'll come back as soon as things are settled."

Seeing that she was in a hurry to get out of the car, he pressed her and narrowed his black eyes slightly. "Can I go with you?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the boarding time quickly. She couldn't help being impatient. "No, it's not like I'm not coming back after I've flown out."

He approached her a little bit. The corners of his mouth rose and his black eyes narrowed, "I'm not afraid that you're going. When you see someone else, you have to come back."

No matter how she heard this, she didn't like it.

Seeing his pair of black eyes staring out of the window, she could not help but be stupefied. Aaron Badger came early and had been waiting at the door of the hall.

She asked why Jordan was suddenly looking at him with a sigh, and said, "Jordan, I'm going to work around things!"

He bit his lips and nodded. "I know. If you don't come back for three days, don't bother going on a business trip alone."

It was said casually, but in a tough tone.

She nodded and got out of the car. She couldn't help feeling that Jordan was a little too much controlling.

Aaron handed Ivelle the ticket, glanced at Jordan's cautious direction, squinted slightly, and said, "He seems to be worried that you will run away with me."

She shrugged her shoulders and said nothing more. "It's getting late," she said faintly. "Let's board the plane!"

From Madrid to Hempstead, it took four hours by plane to arrive at around lunchtime.

Aaron booked a restaurant in advance and dragged her to go with him. She had planned to go back to Hampshire first. Samson's Electronics' boss made an appointment to talk to her in the afternoon. She could still go back to the villa to have a rest.

But she couldn't turn down Aaron, so she went to the hotel with him.

Jordan's phone call was not usually appropriate. As soon as she had gotten on the bus to the restaurant, he called.

She picked up and nodded as she was tired and reluctant to speak. She waited for him to speak.

His voice was a little low and his emotion was not apparent. "Have you arrived?"

Ivelle saw Aaron staring at her. She couldn't help but say to the phone, "I've just arrived at the airport. I'll go to the restaurant later."

"Well, I got a babysitter at home. I'll go back early after the talk in the evening. Don't stay out too long." She couldn't help but think Jordan was a little nagging.

He nodded slightly, said yes, and then hung up.

Aaron looked at her, and his thin lips tightly pursed, "He seems to be very worried about you?"

She shrugged her shoulders to what was obvious, so it was needless to say.

Seeing this, he smiled faintly did not take it personally. "After talking about things in the evening, you can rest in Hempstead for a few days and then go back. You are used to staying here, so you should be comfortable."

She nodded and saw that the car had arrived at the door of the restaurant. She got out of the car and went into the restaurant with him.

She didn't sleep well in the morning, so it was easy for her to be so sleepy. After a few bites, she lost her appetite.

She just sat and waited for Aaron to finish eating.

"Bitch, when is it your turn to take care of my business?" The sound was so loud in a restaurant that was so quiet so it attracted most people to look up.

Aaron and Ivelle also looked up and saw a man throwing a hot dish on the woman.

A waiter surrounded them so they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they vaguely saw that the woman seemed to be badly beaten by the man.

Seeing this, Ivelle couldn't help frowning. This should be domestic violence, wasn't it? This was a blatant beating, but no one seemed to care.

The noise was so loud that Aaron was only able to eat a few bites and probably couldn't eat anymore. He looked at Ivelle and said, "Come on. Let's go back and have a rest. Go to Samson's Electronics at two o'clock in the afternoon."

She nodded, followed him to get up, and subconsciously glanced at the woman who had been beaten and screamed at by the man.

She really couldn't help frowning. Why was there so much trouble where no one would come forward to address it?

Seeing that the man was once again ready to smash the glass in his hand at the woman, the woman shrank with her head bowed, as if she was used to being beaten.

Instinctively, Ivelle shouted, "Stop!"

For a time, she couldn't help but be annoyed that this kind of thing was a family matter, and it was not easy for outsiders to interfere. If she wouldn't help at least once, she wouldn't be at peace for the rest of her life.

But the words had been shouted out, so it was impossible to just leave.

When the man heard the noise, he stopped his movements and looked back in the direction of Ivelle and Aaron.

Seeing his face, Ivelle couldn't help but freeze as she saw it was Caldwell Blakeley!

How could it be him?

She subconsciously looked at the woman who shrank her head in front of him and looked up shivering.

She froze as she surprisingly saw Kyle Branson. After a long time of not seeing each other, the exquisite stability of her face had long disappeared, which was replaced by the signs of maturing age.

She hadn't seen her in just half a year, so how could a person change so much?

When the two people saw Ivelle, they were both stupefied. Caldwell was the first to sneer. "Who are you supposed to be? Oh, you're Mrs. Astley. Why didn't you go to the capital with Boss Astley? Are you back?"

His eyes fell on Aaron who was behind her, and so he raised his eyebrows and said frivolously, "Oh, since you are beautiful, it looks like you had him easily replaced."

She twisted her eyebrow, ignored his words, and looked at Kyle. She didn't know how to express her feelings at this time.