### Chapter 221 Is The Trap Dug By Jordan – Part 6

She didn't open her mouth after seeing that. Jordan Astley put the medicine box away, took off his coat, looked at her, and said, "Have a good rest. Don't think about it. I'll take a shower."

Ivelle Astley didn't want to pay attention to him. She huddled in the quilt as she couldn't sleep for a while. She couldn't find her cell phone for a long time, but she saw him on the nightstand.

She can't help but asked him, "Jordan, can I play with your cell phone?"

"Want to check my post?" He leaned half out of the bathroom and smiled. "You can read whatever you want. You know the password anyway."

She couldn't help staring at him and said, "I didn't want to check your post. I want to play."

He picked his eyebrows and went into the bathroom without saying much.

After taking his phone, she downloaded a video for him, but he didn't delete it. She thought he would at least open it.

But when she opened it, she knew that he didn't look at it at all, and he didn't even register.

Ivelle had nothing to do, so she just registered through his phone number.

When she was done, she lay down on the bed and scanned a few videos. A phone call came in.

It's was Kian Hastings.

There was a constant sound of water in the bathroom, and Jordan was still taking a bath. She called Jordan toward the bathroom to inform him there is a call for him. He opened his mouth cautiously and asked her to answer it.

She answers by only nodding to what the person over the phone said. Kian complained earnestly, "Brother Jordan, what are you doing?" Why are you answering the phone now?"

Ivelle wanted to mention that Jordan is in the shower, but Felix asked her beforehand.

Kian said sternly and quickly, "We may still need to take a look at the things in the hospital, especially on the southern side of Madrid, where a patient has died for two months. Now the hospital is still charging a fee of close to 5 million. This is an exaggeration. The patient's family has left a list and has gone to the Health Bureau. This matter should be dealt with as soon as possible or else the media may not be able to hold it down."

"Well, I'll tell him later!" When she opened her mouth, she couldn't help thinking about the hospital. Was Brad Silverman handling this intentionally or unintentionally?

"Ivelle?"Kian cautiously wondered, "Why are you answering these phone calls? Where is he?"

She was a little sleepy and yawned, "He's in the shower. I'll inform him later. If there is nothing else, I will hang up now."

Kian may think that she was eavesdropping on Jordan's words, so he said in a very atmosphere, " Ivelle, it doesn't matter if you eavesdrop on other people's cell phones. Your values are pretty low. Don't you know the limit? You have already robbed other people's men. You can do this by eavesdropping on other people's phone calls. I thought you married Jordan because of Grandpa Astley, but now it seems you must have bewitched him."

She was a little speechless. "Boss Hastings, have you read too many novels?" Your brain is so powerful that even we didn't talk about it at all. You talk about it every day. Do you like Jordan or what? You have accused me of robbing him. If you want him, you can have him as in a personal relationship. I don't mind at all. Jordan asked me to pick up his call. Please find out the actual situation next time."

She stammered a little and said unnaturally, "Ivelle, what nonsense are you talking about? You have broken up other feelings, and you still giving reasoning."

She couldn't help laughing." Mr. Hastings, what do you mean I broke them up? How do you know that Jordan loves Nicole Blakeley?"

"Ivelle!" she stuttered for a moment.

Ivelle paused and said, "How dare you can talk like that? Mr. Hastings, would you please stop mistreating everyone? I don't know how Jordan treats Nicole, but please know how to treat others respectfully."

With that, she hung up the phone.

When Jordan came out, his hair was still wet. He was wearing a pair of shorts and wiping his hair with a bath towel. He looked at Ivelle and said, "Did you call cautiously?"

She nodded , glared at him, and said, "You sleep in the guest room tonight."

He was stupefied and raised his eyebrows. "What's the matter?" What did she say?"

"Nothing!" She was not interested in playing with his phone. She threw it aside and buried herself in the quilt.

Jordan dragged the quilt apart and pulled her in his arms. His hair was still wet, and his body was a little wet.

She resisted a little. She raised her hand and pushed him, a little irritable. "Jordan, don't touch me!"

He pursed his lips and frowned. "What did she say?"

"Nothing!" Ivelle didn't bother to pay attention to him. She was angry, so she raised her hand and pinched him.

He stared at her with a shrunken mouth and said nothing.

He sighed. "You are so angry when you talk to her. What happen?"

What do you mean by angry with her?

The water vapor on his body contaminated her, making her uncomfortable. She looked at him and said aggrieved, "Jordan, you let go of me; you are wet."

He laughed. "Wipe it. Why are you angry?" If you don't feel relieved, pinch me a few more times. If you don't have the strength, you can hit me."

She ignored him and was in a bad mood. She wrapped the quilt around her and said coldly, "Jordan, you sleep in the guest room tonight."

He had no choice but to take his cell phone and strictly dialed Kian.

After a while, the phone was connected.

Jordan lowered his voice and said, "What did you say to Ivelle?"

He turned on the loudspeaker, and Kian was cautious for a few seconds on the other end of the phone. Her voice was excited and said, "What can I say to her?" She said I'm not a good person. I didn't do anything. She just scolded me over the phone. You're not going to scold me again, are you?"

Jordan sank his voice and coughed softly. "It was right for her to scold you. Just now, I got scolded because of you. You better find an opportunity to apologize to Ivelle."

Kian mentioned carefully, "Why? I didn't mess with her, so why should I apologize?"

"If you don't apologize, I'll have to sleep in the guest room. Do you think you need to apologize?" Jordan said this. Ivelle was speechless for a moment.

Kian cautioned and said" Do you know the truth? Are you listening to me?"

Jordan didn't shy away and nodded directly, "Well, she's my wife."

Kian was cautious and said, "Okay, I'll make an appointment to meet her. Let's have dinner together. I'll give it to you. "My sister-in-law apologizes!"