###Chapter 228 Guilty Consciousness In Her

Jordan Astley put her on the lounge chair. A lot of people surrounded Aaron Badger, and the blood spread.

She looked at him. His mouth was moving. She didn't know what he was talking about. She just felt the pain in her heart was suffocating.

Jordan went to him, reached for his breath, and looked at him solemnly.

She got up and walked towards him under the pressure of the rest of her strength. Aaron raised his hand and grabbed her. As soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of black blood spits out of his mouth.

He shook his head, and she was blurred with tears. "Aaron, don't talk, you'll be all right. The doctor will be here soon."

He made a hard laugh and with a little pale on his face, "Ivelle, it's over. I hope I can meet you at my next birth. That time, please do fall in love with me."

Ivelle doesn't know how to open her mouth, but her heart is blocked. She felt her head is buzzing and choking, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so selfish. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have."

We should not ignore his disgruntled parents at the same time, ignore his feelings. We have deliberately keep a distance from him, ignore his emotions, and forget his only belief in survival. I made a huge mistake.

He laughed from the corners of his mouth. "It's all right."

This is the first time she has experienced the death of others. She doesn't remember watching those who she loves leaving one by one.

Jordan looked at Aaron's lifeless body. Alice's dismissive coldness not far away. The passers-by who were talking about staying out of the matter.

She never felt that the world could have been so indifferent, and her heart seemed to have been stabbed with hundreds of sharp knives. It hurt so much that she even had a pain in her breath.

How can people die so quickly? She didn't have time to think about the last sentence he left. She didn't have time to remember what happened before. Why did he go?

Watching the medical staff carry away Aaron's body, Ivelle suddenly pushed away Jordan, grabbing Aaron's hand and not letting them take him out. Jordan was so powerful that he wrapped her in his arms, and his voice was cold and depressed. "Ivelle, calm down. He's dead."

Ivelle stared at the pool of blood left on the ground, and suddenly felt a great hatred in her heart. She looked at Alice, who was so scared and failed miserably, and said one by one, "Alice, you the one did all this, right?"

She retreated with fear, pale, and looked at her in disbelief. "Ivelle, what are you talking about?"

"You cruel, it's you who killed him? Why are you alive? It was you who killed everyone. From beginning to end, you were the murderer. Which one did you deserve the most?"

"Ivelle, what are you talking about?" Alice stared wide-eyed, looked at her in disbelief, and said, "You're crazy!"

Ivelle looked at her sarcastically and thought this woman was ridiculous. "You sent away three members of your family and three lives, aren't you afraid of making retribution?" You forced them to death!"

"It's not me who did this!" Alice roared, "Jordan, for the sake of you, I leave your wife as she is. Ask her to better not talk out of her mouth. Otherwise, I have the right to sue her for libel and false accusation."

Ivelle sneered, "Well, you can go to sue me. Let's see if you can sleep in peace in the middle of the night. Don't think your heart will be peaceful since you have destroyed three people's lives in this family. Then you can sue me!"

Alice was so angry that her heart fluctuated. She looked at Ivelle for a long time and couldn't say a word, and finally looked at her again with a sneer, "Ivelle, why are you so sad when Aaron is dead?" Are you in love with him? Distressed? Can't let it go? Don't forget whose wife you are and what you should say and what not to say."

It's ridiculous that people are shameless to a certain level.

It snowed heavily in the vast black sky, and the goose feather-like snow fell on the dazzling blood on the ground. It was not long before it was covered, and only a little scarlet could be seen as if it were all an illusion.

After Jordan took her back to the villa, he never opened his mouth, and she had no desire to speak. What was heavy in her heart was the blood pool left by Aaron.

If she could have noticed his changes earlier and knew that he had lost his faith, she could ignore Jordan's gossip and jealousy and accompany him through this period. Would he not have come this far in the end? She felt so guilty about what had happened.

"It's me, blame me for selfishness, blame me for too many scruples, blame me!" she screams and cries loudly.

The night is already dark. It is snowing more heavily outside, and what she repeats in her mind is the picture of the moment when Aaron closed his eyes.

She went downstairs and went to the yard, driving away a lot of irritability and pain in her heart by the chill of midwinter.

The guilt is hidden at the bottom of her heart. There is no way to erase it. The more she wants to erase it, the more uncontrollable it comes out of Aaron's kindness towards her.

The guilt in my heart became more and more magnificent. It snowed more rigid and heavier. Harper Bradley came out with an umbrella and was distressed to see that she had been half-buried in the snow. "Ma'am, go back, it's cold, it's easy to get frostbite."

Ivelle looked at her vaguely and smiled, "Harper, I'm so tired of living in this world!"

In a daze, she put the cotton-padded coat that she had brought out over on Ivelle. She reached out and pulled her and said, "Don't talk like that!"

When she touched her cold hand, she exclaimed, "Your hands are frozen badly. If you didn't go back, you would get frostbite."

She didn't move. She just felt that she would feel better in such a bad environment. Harper pulled her several times. She was already old, and she had no choice but to say, "Please come back. I'll call sir. You're killing yourself!"

Jordan went into the study room after he brought Ivelle back. It was probably when he heard Harper's voice that he went downstairs.

He strode out of the villa with his lips. He saw her dull in the snow, couldn't help rising from the air-conditioning, and looked at Harper, "What is going on?"

Harper shook her head and sighed, "Sir, there seems to be something wrong with her. She is not okay."

She raised her eyes and looked at Jordan, dressed in black. She felt extraordinary. She shook her head lightly and said, "It's all right!"