###Chapter 242 Nicole Blakeley Asking For Trouble - Part 1
###Chapter 242 Nicole Blakeley Asking For Trouble - Part 1
"Ivelle, you bitch!" Her shouting was not enough for her, so she raised her hand and was ready to slap me in the face. Unfortunately for her, I stopped it.
Her angry eyes glared at me, and her dark eyes were full of hatred, anger, and wanted to murder me.
I let her go, looked at her faintly, smiled faintly, and said, "You don't have to look at me like that. I know you hate me, but I can't help it. Everything you care about at last is with me. Everything, Nicole. I'm sorry."
She smiled angrily, looked at me, and mocked, "Did you really think I cared about what you have? I can't be with Jordan, but he still can't let me go. Knowing that something happened to my mother, he has arranged the way for me in the future. Even if I had no Biden family to rely on, he would have already arranged everything for me abroad. Even clothing, food, accommodation, and transportation have been arranged. Ivelle, you still have lived under my shadow, after all. I may be having a hard time, but you can't have a good time."
I was a little confused. So, Jordan really was thoughtful.
I came back to reality and saw that Nicole was looking at me insultingly, "He may be your husband now, but he will hate you one day. Only time would be able to tell. No matter what I become, as long as I needed him, he will take care of everything for me. Ivelle, you may have thought that you have won, but you lost."
I shrugged my shoulders and said lightly, "Then I will bless you in advance. What he does to me in the future is not important to me now. That is still such a long way, who knows what will happen in the future, right?"
She breathed more and more heavily, and it seemed that she could not accept that I was so calm. She wanted to hit me, but she paused and held back.
"Come on, what are you going to do next? Ivelle, now that we have torn our faces, there is no need for you to hide it."
I smiled and clasped my hands and laughed. "Why do you have to confess when you show your true colors? I have been a bad person since I was a child. I not only hold a grudge, but I also like to torture people when I take revenge. However, it is interesting to torture talented people, watching the same loss of what she cares about and her powerlessness. Her downfall is all the pleasure of my revenge. If I say it, is it interesting to say it out loud?"
"Crazy!" Nicole was extremely angry, with an angry face and a defeated way, "Ivelle, since you won't let me have a good time, I'll be doing the same."
This was my place after all. Although she was angry, she still didn't do anything. She left in high heels.
Before leaving, she looked at me sadly and said, "Ivelle, if I can't get it, you can't get it either."
Seeing that she was full of hatred, I looked faint. I lost my drowsiness just now, and I couldn't help but be in a daze outside the door.
"You really have a lot of ability to offend people." Alice didn't think it was too big to watch the commotion. She saw Nicole leaving and looked at me sarcastically.
I glanced at her faintly, but I didn't intend to tell her anymore.
Seeing that I ignored her, she was not angry and continued, "Erin is a woman whose eye must be rewarded by President Jair. This time you either directly make her unable to turn over, or you can make her unable to see the light of day again, or else she will be half dead, and your life will be hard in the future."
I looked at her lightly. "So, are you asking me to shut up?"
In this world, except for the dead, there is no chance to make a comeback. I don't know who else had no chance to make a comeback.
She looked at me and smiled coldly. "You can also try to let her die."
That was really evil!
I didn't continue to talk to her because I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I went into the kitchen and asked Mrs. Marcela to boil brown sugar and eggs for me!
As I was talking with Marcela Yeardly, Jordan suddenly called. The man's voice was as sweet as ever, "Are you at home" What do you want to eat? I'll bring it back. "
I said a few things I wanted to eat from memory.
"It will take fifteen minutes for me to get home!"
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Marcela looked at me and smiled, and said, "Ivelle, the relationship between you and your husband is much better now. When spring comes, you will have another child and a family of three will have a good life."
I am a little stupefied, a little distracted, have another child?
Since the miscarriage, I have never thought of having a child again. I couldn't even protect my first child. How dare I have another one?
"Ivelle, you are more vicious than I thought!" Alice suddenly rushed in, threw my bowl directly to the ground in my hand, looked at me angrily, and said, "Ivelle, where have I offended you? Are you going to kill them all in such a hurry?"
What happened to her?
I was a little confused for a moment. I frowned at her and said, "What have I done?"
"The headlines in the capital have revealed all the things that happened ten years ago. Apart from the three members of the family who died, only you and I were the only ones left. Tell me, what reason do you have to ruin my reputation with what happened ten years ago? Who else was there you wanted to get rid of? Ivelle, can you tell me who else would do this?"
She was emotional. Her face was angry and ferocious, and she picked up the pieces of the bowl on the ground and scratched it towards my face.
I didn't react. I didn't have time to dodge. She was about to row at me, and the bowl fragments in Alice's hands were suddenly grasped.
I was unable to move for about two seconds. It was Jordan who saw clearly that she had broken pieces of the bowl in her hand, so he tried taking it away from her which resulted in him bleeding nonstop.
He suddenly raised his hand and pushed Alice away. I went to Jordan and asked, "Are you all right?"
Holding his hand, let him release the palm, the fragment pierced into the skin, leaving a deep scratch, "Does it hurt?"
He looked at me, followed my hair with his other hand, and said, "No, what happened?"
Alice just came back, calmed down, and was pushed to the ground by me. She went to Jordan, not in a hurry, and said, "Be careful, ask her yourself how ruthless this woman is, even her own relatives."
Jordan frowned at her and said, "She would never hurt a woman's face with such a sharp weapon."
He stared at Alice with the fragments that had just pierced his skin.
His tone was heavy and angry.
Alice turned pale. "What I destroyed was her face, but what she destroyed was the rest of my life. Jordan, you can tell clearly what is true or not!"
Jordan looked at me and frowned, "What on earth is going on?"
I shook my head, looked at the blood overflowing from his palms. I asked Mrs. Marcela to get the first aid kit and said to Jordan, "I don't know what's wrong with my aunt."
Alice sneered, "You don't know? Ivelle, stop pretending. Didn't you reveal to the reporter the reason why I married Richard Badger ten years ago? Wasn't it you who blew out the scandal about Phoebe ten years ago? Didn't you tell the reporter that It was I who forced Phoebe to death with the secret that Richard had kept for ten years?"












