###Chapter 299 Mystery Man – Part 11

Back then, when Liam saw me reading the Oriental Train Murder on The Plane, he teased me for how weird my hobbies were. He said that it was strange that I liked reading this kind of suspense books inside the plane.

Noticing my focused eyes, the girl looked sideways at me. She widened her gaze, showed her pair of big blue eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said, "It's you again!"

I smiled. "I'm sorry about that. I'm really sorry."

She shrugged and said, "Don't be sorry all the time. I already said it's okay."

When she saw the book in my hand, she was surprised and said, "You and I are reading the same book. My Richard said that one of his favorite nieces also likes to read that book."

I was shocked. I couldn't help thinking how cute the girl was. I smiled and said, "The flight is too long, so I can only read this to pass the time."

She agreed. "Aaron also says that he liked to read a book when he is on a plane to pass the time and avoid being airsick. That's why he told me to make it a habit to take a book with me when I leave."

Although she had a complaint in her words, she couldn't stop talking about Aaron. I couldn't help laughing and asked, "Why are you married so young?"

She was a little shy. "I'm not yet married. I just got engaged. The wedding won't take place until May."

When the plane took off, the stewardess came forward to adjust the table and check the cargo above.

The plane had just taken off for a few minutes and we suddenly felt turbulence. I closed my book, shut my eyes, and began to relax.

It had already flown more than half the way to our destination. So after the connecting flight, it didn't take long for me to arrive at the place.

We were finally in M airport.

Flying back and forth, coupled with the fact that I stayed up late the other day, I was a little light-headed when I got off the plane.

Seeing that I didn't look well, the blonde girl took the initiative to come forward and said, "Can I help you? Are you okay?"

I shook my head and smiled at her generosity. "No, it's because we just got off the plane. I'm not used to it much. I'll be fine in a minute."

She supported me and sat me in the rest area, then handed me a glass of water and paracetamol. "I know that the best medicine to cure headaches is aspirin but there is hardly any in M, so just make do with it!"

After receiving the medicine, I smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Personally, I knew that what mostly caused my dizziness was my lack of sleep. After sitting for a while, the blonde girl looked at me and said, "Are you looking for a friend in M country?"

I nodded. "My husband is here. I came to go with him."

She was surprised. "You look so young. Why are you married?"

I smiled and returned the question, "You look young, too. Aren't you engaged?"

It seemed that whenever I mentioned her fiancée, she became really shy. "We're not married yet!"

As she said that, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She looked at me apologetically and whispered, "I'll take this first!"

With that, she picked up the phone and said to the phone, "Hey, honey, I've already arrived at the airport. I just met another woman who may not be feeling well, so I helped her here. Just wait and I'll come out in a minute."

After hanging up, not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, she returned to me and complained, "Hold up, I haven't finished asking you questions!"

She put the phone away, looked at me, and said, "Come on, let's go out together. Where are you going? If we're on the same way, why don't we go together?"

I smiled and said gratefully, "Thank you, but I'll be fine once I ride a taxi. Thank you."

When she heard this, she didn't say much anymore and said with a smile, "By the way my name is Jane. You can just call me by that. How about you?"

"I'm Ivelle!"

She nodded and thought, "You have a nice and beautiful name. Unlike mine, it's very basic. I'm not yet married, that's why I'm still not using my fiancée's surname."

When she got to the airport exit, she looked at me again and said, "If we take you with us, you would get around easily and you won't be lost."

I smiled and thought she was very cute. "Don't worry, Jane, I won't be lost, I promise."

She made a cute and annoyed expression and said, "Well, by the way, please write down my phone number. In case you get lost in M, you can call me."

As I memorized her phone number, the phone rang. She picked it up and looked at the pick-up area outside the airport.

Seeing a black Ferrari not far away, she waved and said, "Honey, I'm here."

With that, she looked at me and said, "Ivelle, I have to go first. I'll see you another day!"

With that, she ran towards two black luxury cars, and she got inside one. Before they left, the window was rolled down.

Jane showed her delicate face for the last time. "Goodbye, Ivelle!"

I looked at her face and suddenly felt like I was struck by lightning when I saw the man next to her.

She said that her fiancée's name was Aaron.

It was Aaron Badger!

How could that be? I saw him lose his breath as he looked directly at my own eyes. How could he be her fiancée?

Inside the black car, the man looked at me even more coldly. After a moment, he withdrew his eyes and started the car.

Looking at Aaron was no different from looking at a complete stranger. The car was far away, and I stood there for a long time without regaining my composure.

It wasn't until the phone rang crazily that I snapped back to reality and took out my phone.

Gloomy, repressed anger came from the other end of the phone. "Where are you?"

As soon as I heard his words, I knew he was Jordan

"I'm at the airport," I replied. It looked as if it was going to rain, so I found a place to stand.

The man on the phone said with an increased rage, "Where are you going? It's already midnight in Hempstead, Ivelle. Why do you have to make me worry so much? Whenever you have something to do, you always turn off your phone for hours. Don't you know that doing this will make other people worried?"

"I'm at M Airport," I repeated. I saw that drizzle was already falling from the gloomy sky.

The anger that had been coming out from the phone suddenly died out, and with some uncertainty in his voice, he said again, "Tell me exactly, where are you?"

As I was looking for a taxi, I said on the phone, "I really am at the M airport. I'm going to take a taxi to see you."

"To see who?" He seemed to be a little depressed, with a hint of curiosity.

"I missed you. I came to see you!" I didn't seem to know how to act romantically, so my words sounded extremely insipid.

"Wait for me wherever you are!" He spoke in a low, sultry voice.

I didn't expect that he would come. I looked around and saw a taxi coming not far away. I said, "Aren't you at the house?"

He smiled happily and said, "Yes!"

As soon as I was about to open my mouth, I was pulled into my arms by an eager and enthusiastic man. I was held tightly in his wide arms.

The man behind me was Jordan. Smelling the familiar male scent, I was truly surprised.

After being held by him for a long time, I looked up at the tall man behind me. There were obvious folds on his black shirt, which just meant that he had hugged me too tightly, and his usually smooth jaw had exposed the small and short hairs of his beard.

His dark and bright eyes were full of delight, and his voice was hoarse and sexy. "Are you tired?"

I shook my head and put my cold hand against his clothes and rubbed his wide back.