###Chapter 219 The Trap Dug By Jordan - Part 4

###Chapter 219 The Trap Dug By Jordan - Part 4

When I stopped the car, I stood at the door, and the light rain began to get stronger.

He looked down. "Are you going to stand outside for the rest of your life?"

As he came down, the patter of rain fell on his shoulder, making him more and more cold and difficult to approach.

I pursed my lips and thought, "Didn't you say you'd be late?" What I understand very late was that he may not come back tonight. After all, Hempstead is not close to the capital, and he has already spent most of the day going back and forth.

He sneered. "Is it too late?"

In the wee hours of the morning, it seems to be a little late.

Instead of asking more questions, he took me to the villa and looked at me with heavy eyes, and said, "Where have you been?"

"Central Park Community!" I had no intention to hide anything from him. It was so big today, and I came back so late. I don't say, he will know by himself tomorrow.

He squinted a little cold. "Why don't you move in for a few more days? So that you don't have to run back and forth, huh?"

I nodded. "Well, I happen to have the same plan."

"Ivelle!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Who on earth is your husband?"

I pursed my lips and said silently, "You asked me to move in. Why are you getting angry?"

"I can't be angry yet?" He sneered. "You've been around Aaron for 24 hours a day. You might as well recognize him as your godson. You can stay with him all the time."

Looking at his face so black with anger, I couldn't help but bite my lip. "Why don't you say it's more convenient for me to marry him directly?"

He poured the water's hand directly toward the table, looked so angry that he almost strangled me, "You don't come home in the middle of the night, are you reasonable?"

I bowed my head, frustrated and aggrieved, "No, every time you know how to lose your temper, and you don't ask why I went there and what happened. You just lose your temper and blame me for being unreasonable. Jordan, you are not reasonable."

He was stupefied, almost didn't laugh angrily, paused, looked at me with a little anger on his face, and said, "OK, tell me, why did you go to Aaron?"

I took a seat and looked at him and said, "Get me a glass of water!"

He was stupefied, and the corner of Jordan's mouth twitched for a moment. "Ivelle, you ..."

"Forget it if you don't want to. Don't scold me. At best I won't say it." After all, he can't do anything to me even if he gets angry, so I have nothing to fear.

His black eyes were sure to look at me half-loudly, and bit angrily from his lips, looking at me and said, "You'd better say something good about me later, otherwise ...". "

The latter words, he did not say, poured me a glass of water, he stood opposite me, looked at me coldly, and said, "Go ahead!"

I held the cup and covered my hand. I thought about it and said, "Uncle Richard is dead."

He raised his eyebrow. "I know about it. My aunt told me about it." After a pause, he raised his eyebrows and squinted. "Was that it?"

I paused and said, "Also, under the Triangle Building today, Aaron's mother, Phoebe, jumped off the building and committed suicide. I was worried that Aaron could not stand the grief, so I stayed with him in the Central Park neighborhood for a while, so I came back late."

He frowned and closed his pupils slightly. "What happened exactly?"

He has been busy these days. Alice may have just mentioned to him what happened to Richard but he hasn't said anything about it yet.

Besides, after all, this was also a family matter. To put it bluntly, Jordan and I were both outsiders.

After thinking about it, I said, "On the day Richard died, Alice and Phoebe said something about ten years ago. Later, Phoebe has been triggered. Some of them were mentally confused, and maybe they couldn't bear it, so they chose to go with Richard."

He nodded and didn't think much about taking care of his family, but looked at me and said, "Aaron has his own way to go. Don't keep running over when you're all right. Don't forget, I'm your husband."

This sounds very strange.

I pursed my lips and said without a word, "Jordan, I'm returning the favor. You and others think it's so complicated, okay?"

"Do you think you are a leprechaun who has been trained into a goblin? There are so many ways to return the favor, do you have to choose to go on your own?" The man spoke strangely.

After all, he was in a bad mood and didn't really want to talk to me, so I just didn't argue with him.

He opened his mouth and said, "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"

He glanced at me and went upstairs in a bad mood.

Knowing that he was angry, I didn't mess with him. I went back to the bedroom. He should have gone to the study when I was gone.

I went into the bathroom to wash, and the floor in the bathroom was non-slippery, so I usually took off my shoes and went in barefoot.

But for some reason, I slipped and fell after a few steps.

It made me shout for a moment.

When the bedroom door was opened, Jordan's breath was unstable and he seemed to be running over.

When he saw me fall to the ground, he looked down, frowned, and said, "Where are you hurt?"

"I sprained my ankle!" I screamed.

He reached out and massaged my ankle. I gasped in pain. I couldn't help but say, "It hurts!"

"Does it still know it hurts?" He spoke in a bad tone. "Are your eyes for breathing?"

I shrunk my mouth and whispered, "I didn't know the floor would be so slippery. Who wants to fall by himself?"

He looked at me sarcastically. "Who was to blame if you don't look at where you're going?" He paused and said, "What were you going to do?"

"Take a bath!" How can this man have such a bad temper?

He said that I put it in the bathtub, put water for me, and said coldly, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

"No!" I replied to him.

He looked at me and said, "Others without parents, you like no parents-in-law as lost, Ivelle, you are good!"

What kind of logic did this man have?

"Jordan, aren't you interesting? I fell accidentally, which was not like what you said at all. Besides, Aaron has helped me. He has been through so many things now. What's wrong with me helping him? Anyway, the relationship between me and him is still clean. With regard to the crap between you and Nicole, did I talk about you?"

I decided that Jordan would have made a mountain out of a molehill. If Aaron hadn't appeared, I would have died a long time ago. Now that something so big happened to him, no one around him could talk. I went to care as a friend. What is it?

"Oh!" He smiled angrily. "Do you have to help him like this? Did it have to be this way? Ivelle, do you think you are the only one who knows how to be grateful? If you find someone to take care of Aaron, will you die?"

"All right, you look for it!" I pursed my lips and didn't have a good airway. "According to you, you could have found someone to take care of Nicole before, so why did you have to do it yourself?"