###Chapter 225 Don't Judge Book By Its Cover

This remark was a blatant provocation. Jordan Astley said, "From where does Aaron Badger's confidence come from?"

Aaron raised his eyebrow, looked at him very seriously, and smiled, "Ivelle Astley, what do you think of me? Do you hate me?"

There was a trap in this remark. Jordan put his arms around Ivelle hand and put his strength a little bit harder.

She pursed my lips. She was a little bored and stopped talking.

Jordan looked sarcastically at Aaron. "My wife is perfect, but you need to have a clear mind; that she is a woman."

The conversation between these two people is uninteresting.

The cold gave Aaron a look. Jordan pulled her directly into his room.

In a few short steps, he brought her in.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Jordan suddenly squeezed her into the porch.

The man pressed his strong hand on her waist, looked down at her, and his voice restrained his anger vaguely. "Don't you have any explanation for this?"

Ivelle pursed her lips and sighed slightly, "I have nothing with him. He should be busy with his parents. He hasn't had a good rest these days, so he just fell asleep there. I was kind enough to cover him with a quilt, and then I was pulled by him." So, that was what you saw just now. "

Ivelle apologized, "I know I shouldn't have been kind, but I couldn't turn a blind eye to him. If it wasn't because of him, my life might not survive in the end. This has nothing to do with love. He has saved me. He accompanied me through those dark days. Now, his days are the darkest. I hope you understand me."

He curled his lips, a pair of deep and bottomless pupils looked at her for a long time. He said, "Well, I understand you."

After a pause, he said quietly, "You can help him, but you can't be too kind. Try to distance yourself from him if you can."

Today, he wore a long overcoat of black tweed, and he still had melted water on his shoulder. He didn't see her for a few days. His original energetic hair grew, which made him more and more haggard.

She nodded. He always busy, and finally, he had time for her now. She can't keep quarreling with him to waste time.

He put his arms around her. His relaxed lips on her forehead and a smile in his hoarse voice. "What do you want to eat when we go out tonight?"

She was stupefied. "Don't you want to stay and eat at home?"

"No, I haven't seen you for days. We'll eat alone!" He hugged her, pressed her in his arms, and clung to her, "Do you miss me?"

Ivelle listened to his heartbeat and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. "What are we going to eat?"

He distanced himself slightly and looked at her. "What would you like to eat?" Why don't you miss me?"

Ivelle knows Jordan wants to hear her saying that she misses him so much but she can't.

She looked at him and said, "Let's eat Korean food. I want to eat Korean rice."

He chuckled, "Well, do you miss me?"

He bowed his head and sniffed it on her neck. "I thought about you in the hotel all night, and I just wanted to hold you like this."

He never seemed to say anything sweet to her before this. So, when she heard this, she couldn't help looking up at him and saw the light in his eyes, very bright.

Her heart was very warm.

"When I saw the snow outside the yard in the morning, I was wondering if you couldn't sleep well in the hotel last night. After all, the hotel is no better than at home, with no heating or thick clothes. I looked at you just now and seemed haggard." she whispered that.

But he listened carefully and smiled in his low throat. "Well, if only you would make it up to me at night!"

Hearing the beauty of his words, she couldn't help bowing her head and blushing.

They talked to Alice about going out for dinner, but Alice didn't say much. So, they both left.

After all, Jordan was there, and he proposed to take her out. Alice wouldn't say anything more even if she didn't want him to go.

Jordan drove Ivelle directly to a Korean restaurant in the city center.

There was a large flow of people at night, but fortunately, he chose a high-end consumer area. There were not many people.

The environment was elegant and quiet. After the waiter led them to sit down, Jordan looked at Ivelle and said, "What else do you want to eat besides mixing rice?"

He couldn't help saying, "You can watch it!"

He glanced at her and didn't ask if she was interested in the scenery outside the window. He ordered the food and looked at her in a daze. He said, "What are you going to do for the Spring Festival this year?"

Ivelle withdrew her eyes from the lights of the house, looked at him, and said, "Isn't it the same as in previous years?"

But she realized in a moment that there was his grandfather in previous years, so both of them went back to Astley's old house every year to spend time together. This year, his grandfather is no more. Hector Astley and his wife are not close to them. There is no excitement for New year when they go back this year.

She closed her lips and stopped talking.

He saw the scruples in her heart and paused, "The Astley family is probably going to celebrate this year. What are your plans?"

She said, "Then New Year's Eve will only be in the capital this year."

Maisie and Jon are both abroad, and she has no other relatives in Hempstead. There is only Jordan's aunt in the capital, Kian Hastings, Brad Silverman, and the Weld family.

Talking about Brad, Ivelle asked, "Have he taken care of things in the hospital?"

He has been so busy for so many days that he pines away.

When the service was to be served, he did well and handed it to me."It is estimated that the result will not be available until the end of the year. There is no hurry. Let's first think about how to spend the Spring Festival."

Seeing that he didn't seem to take this matter to heart, Ivelle was slightly stunned and said, "Dr. Brad has always been in charge of the hospital. Now that such a big thing has happened, how can you say like that?"

"He's dealing with it." He answered her faintly. He put the barbecue on the table and said, "I may have to go on a business trip tomorrow and will be back in a few days."

She nodded and said, "It's almost New year, and you're still busy outside."

He smiled, raised his hand, and rubbed her hair. "After this period, I'll make it up to you. We'll have the wedding again after the year. What style of wedding do you prefer?"