###Chapter 230 Stay Away From Me

Harper Bradley looked at her and hesitated, "Ma'am, it's a little late, and it's still snowing outside. Why don't you wait for your husband to take a shower and go with you?"

"No!"

When she left the hall, she was surprised to see two bodyguards standing like a door god at the hall entrance. She couldn't help but get a stern look on my face and say, "Get out of the way!"

The two were silent.

Harper has gone upstairs to call Jordan.

Ivelle frowns and can't help but be angry. She can't deal with two strong men.

They stood in her way without moving.

Jordan came down, dressed in a bathrobe and his short hair dripping with water.

Seeing that she was well dressed, he frowned, "Where are you going?"

"Get out!"

"Do what?"

"I'm a little upset. To see a doctor!"

He folded his lips. "I'll let Brad come over in a minute, and you go back and have a good rest."

"No!" I said, "I'm going to the hospital." Aaron's body was taken away. He had no relatives, and the only one who could bury him was Alice, but she certainly didn't want to."

"I am the only one to do this."

Jordan's eyebrows and eyes were all thick and dark, and the lips' curve was too severe. "What are you going to see in the hospital now?" Is it in the name of seeing a doctor to deal with Aaron's affairs? "

Ivelle looked at him and sneered, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

He almost sneered. "What do you think?" Ivelle, if you want to make trouble, you should at least have a standard. Aaron's aunt will deal with it, and others will deal with it. What are you going to do? We must make sure that the capital's gossip is all about you and Aaron. Do you think this is over? "

She was speechless by him for a while, gave him a stern look, and finally went back to the villa.

He followed her. His voice softened a little, "Aaron's matter, I will send someone to take care of it oka. You can be... "

She stopped abruptly and looked back at him. She saw the winding staircase behind her.

She raised her hand and pushed down at him. With his hand, she could have grabbed the railing and stood firm, but he only paused for a few seconds, then let go and rolled down.

Look at her a little embarrassed, but still does not affect his handsome and reserved.

She turned around and went straight back to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed in her pajamas, he came in. His eyes darkened slightly. There was blood on the corners of his mouth and forehead, and his legs and elbows were hurt.

She looked back, closed her eyes, and turned a blind eye to prepare rest.

Jordan was not angry, but his eyes grew darker and darker as he watched her come over, sat by the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Get up and wipe the medicine for me now!"

She opened her eyes without opening her mouth and looked at him indifferently and closed her eyes.

He bent over, lifted the quilt, pressed his slender body on her. His nose on her forehead and his voice were low and introverted. "Don't you feel bad?"

She pursed my lips and didn't open my mouth. "Does it hurt?"

"Yes!"

But she knows that there will not be any problem with his skill, even if he falls.

Seeing that she did not speak. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Do you think my injury is nothing compared to Aaron's death?" Is it not worth your heartache?"

His heart trembled slightly, and he felt sick. "Get up!"

Instead of moving, he took her hand, interlocked her fingers, and fell with an aggressive kiss.

She frowned with pain with the bite.

He seemed to want Ivelle to beg him. The action became heavier and heavier.

Interlocking fingers made her feel a little uncomfortable. Jordan asked, "Do you feel guilty about Aaron, or do you love him?"

The mood on his face looked warm, squinting slightly and waiting for her answer.

She pursed her lips and didn't want to answer him. She couldn't tell the difference between love and guilt. Most of the time, she was vague.

He was silent to each other, and the longer he was quiet, the colder the temperature in the air. The anger increased rapidly on his face.

He withdrew his eyes, the dark pupils closed slightly, and his voice was low and magnetic. "Ivelle, how long haven't we done it?"

She frowned subconsciously and opened my mouth. " Jordan, I don't want to!"

Her mind was full of Aaron's pictures lying in a pool of blood. She felt uncomfortable and excitedly raised her hand and pushed him away. "Jordan, I said that I don't want to. Can't you hear me?"

He frowned. She raised her hand and tore off his bathrobe, blocking her resistance into his mouth.

When she saw him tugging at her clothes, she subconsciously hid back.

Because she didn't pay attention, she bumped into the nightstand and felt a little stuffy.

She lifted her foot and kicked him out of bed without thinking in a moment of anger. He rolled down almost defenselessly. There was a carpet under the bed, and he was all right.

He sat up, looked at her for a moment, angry and laughing. Suddenly, he lost interest and said, "Ivelle, good for you!"

She covered her head, ignored him, glared at him, and said, "Jordan, if you touch me again, it will be as simple as kicking out of bed."

With that, she pulled the quilt, wrapped it up, and then closed her eyes to prepare the rest.

Jordan looked at her with a look of desire and dissatisfaction, and it took a long time to go into the bathroom gloomily.

After all that has happened, her head hurts so badly that she can't fall asleep at all.

Touching the phone, she flipped through the address book and called Liam Weld.

It was not Liam who answered the phone. It was a woman's voice. She listened to some voices, but she couldn't remember now.

She just opened her mouth and said, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Liam."

The woman graciously said, "He's in the shower. He'll be out in about five minutes. You can tell me if there is any message for him. If not, you can call back in five minutes."

She paused and said, "Ask him to keep an eye on Aaron's affairs for me. Besides, ask him to help me keep an eye on Alice. Thank you!"

"You're welcome, Miss Astley!" When she opened her mouth, her voice was still gentle. She said thank you and hung up the phone.

She couldn't figure out who the woman was for a moment, so she didn't care.

It wasn't long before Jordan came out of the bathroom after hanging up the phone. He was covered with moisture and wiped dry before climbing into bed.

She deliberately avoided him and turned her back to him. He went to be and, pulled her in his arms. She subconsciously wanted to avoid it.