###Chapter 238 Cooperate with Alice

She raked her supple hair and said lazily. "Let's talk about how to work together. In fact, to be completely honest, I don't like Nicole. In comparison, I would rather be a friend than an enemy with you."

Ivelle pursed her lips with a smile on her face. "My friend?" Forget it. Don't be so far-sighted. I'm really not fit to be friends with you."

It is terrible to be friends with all those who give priority to interests.

She raised her eyebrow. "This is human nature. When you live to my age, you may be able to figure it out."

'In ten years? That's too long.' Ivelle sneered.

She smiled and said directly to her. "I can't interfere in your family affairs. Even if Orion recognizes me as his daughter, I can't say much. After all, this is Farro's idea. If the death of the three members of the family has nothing to do with you, I don't think you need to panic at all. As long as after this period of time is over, you can continue to be the retrospective chairman."

She squinted his eyes and her face lost its color. "So, you're not going to work with me?"

Ivelle shrugged. "Since I want to deal with Erin, I naturally have my own plan. I appreciate the kindness of you."

After saying that, she went straight back to the bedroom but Alice followed her. "Ivelle, you don't have to refuse me. I know you have a lot of chips now. You disdain the information I have about Erin but have you ever thought about it? What would your marriage be like if Nicole always had a relationship between you and Jordan?"

All of a sudden, Ivelle stopped in her tracks. She looked back at Alice and stared at her eye to eye. "So, you know that already and still going to deliberately use Nicole to disturb my marriage?"

She was a little unhappy as her lips formed a thin line. "You don't have to be my enemy. I can help you much more than that."

As she heard what Alice said, Ivelle wanted to laugh a little Ivelle but held back and looked at her.

"Boss Astley, there can only be a relationship of non-interference between you and me. I can't help you in your affairs. I believe I have the ability to do well in my own affairs. I hope both of us will be at peace with each other in the future."

When she got back to the bedroom, Ivelle felt a little uncomfortable. She had a dull pain in her lower abdomen. She only felt that when she arrived in the bathroom.

Since having a child, Ivelle experienced lochia and lochia rubra since the miscarriage. Due to the mishap that happened in her life, Ivelle never had a normal menstrual event after that. Fortunately, it is now normal.

It is rare to encounter a happy thing. When Jordan came back, she sat on the sofa in her bedroom and watched TV. She was cold so Ivelle covered her body with a blanket.

When she glanced at Jordan, she saw that there was moisture on his hair and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

The moment that he saw Ivelle laid peacefully on the sofa as she browsed on her phone, he came over. Jordan pulled the blanket up for her and said. "Why aren't you asleep yet? Did you wait for me?"

Ivelle sat up straight and a little tired. Her waist was a little sore and hummed faintly as he responded. "Mm-hmm!"

He put the flowers in a vase and rubbed his warm hands on her cheek with his palms. It probably took a long time for him to sit down, but she felt a little cold when she touched his hand.

"Why are you waiting for me?" He took the opportunity to pull Ivelle into his arms as his face was covered with a smile. He rubbed her face with the dregs of his beard and was somewhat prickly.

Ivelle looked at the flowers he bought. She looked at the packaging and the freshness of the flowers and saw that they were expensive.

He handed her the flowers and smiled. "Does it smell good?"

"Is this for me?" She took it happily and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. It really smelled good that put her in an elated mood.

He hugged Ivelle and said in a low voice. "If I don't give it to you, am I going to keep it for myself?" Huh?"

She chuckled as her eyes drooped and said faintly. "According to Aunt Alice, Miss Lu will stay here for a few days."

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked pale. "So?"

She loosened the wrapping paper on the bouquet and said faintly. "Put it in the living room."

He frowned. With a faint look of anger on his handsome face, he said in disbelief. "When I send you flowers, that's what you're going to do?" Huh?"

Ivelle got up, pulled herself out of his arms, and said faintly. "What am I supposed to do? Sleep with it and hugged it like a baby?"

He puckered his lips, stopped talking, threw the flowers directly on the TV cabinet, then took off his coat and went into the bathroom.

It wasn't long before the sound of water came from the bathroom. Ivelle took a faint glance at the flowers he had thrown on the cupboard and went to bed with some lack of interest.

Her lower abdomen ached and she felt uncomfortable. When she got up and take a few steps, she felt as if she's already bleeding like a river. In addition, she was in a bad mood. Since she was diagnosed with depression, she became easily irritable.

When Jordan came out, he was still covered in water droplets and moisture and his hair had not yet been wiped dry.

Seeing that Ivelle was already in bed, he frowned slightly. Jordan threw her the towel and said. "Wipe it for me!"

Ivelle frowned and huddled in silence inside the quilt. She didn't want to talk to him.

Seeing that she was indifferent, he sank his face. "Ivelle, what do you have in mind that you can't say clearly? There is no need to throw tantrums at me. What happened tonight is that I didn't handle it well, and you also took it out well you should be angry. What else are you going to do? Get up and do it. Don't be angry and vent it on me, okay?"

Aside from feeling a little uncomfortable, Ivelle was also sleepy. She moved her body slightly and looked up at him. Ivelle leaned up, kissed him on the mouth, and said. "Jordan, thank you. I like your flowers very much. Good night!"

With that, she laid down on the bed.

Jordan's eyes fell on her. After listening to Ivelle, he narrowed his black eyes slightly and said in a calm voice. "Perfunctory!"

Then, he bent over and kissed her directly. With her elbow on her side. their kiss went on deeply. Ivelle didn't resist and responded to him, and it took a long time for him to let her go.

His black eyes are deep and darkened more. "How about we do it tonight?"

Ivelle was shocked for about a moment. The pain in her lower abdomen came faintly and said. "Jordan, I'm very tired."

He understood what she meant, but he didn't force her and nodded slightly instead. "Well, then have a good rest."

But even if he said that, when Jordan laid next to her, when he held Ivelle in his arms he still kissed her intensely that made them both gasp for breath.

She can see that he seemed to have put up with it for a long time.

She leaned in and tried to hide, but behind her was the edge of the bed. Ivelle just fell out of bed. She raised her hand to push him away but was held by him.

Seeing that he rubbed her shoulder straps, Ivelle frowned and said his name in a warning tone. "Jordan."

"Ivelle, don't be afraid!"

She held him down and opened her mouth. "Sorry, I can't!"

He smiled, and a small kiss fell on her half coaxing and half seducing. "It's all right, let's take our time."

He misunderstood her because Ivelle didn't know what to say for a moment.

But, even if he didn't say anything around her, he found it in a moment. He looked down at Ivelle and he was surprised. "When did you get here?"

"Tonight!" She opened her mouth to answer his queries a little tired and uncomfortable.

He got up and left the bedroom. She was a little distracted on the bed. After a while, Ivelle was stunned when she saw Jordan come back with a bowl of brown sugar eggs before she figured out what he was going to do.