###Chapter 303 Mystery Man – Part 15

After a moment of silence, I looked at him. "Did you see him?"

Jordan raised his eyebrows and looked shallowly at me, "Who?"

"Aaron Badger!"

He said graciously as if he didn't take it to heart, "The food is going to get cold after a while. Let's eat now."

Seeing this, I bowed my head to eat and said no more.

After dinner, it was already a little late. Jordan seemed to be busy. He had probably been thinking about it as well.

The waiter came in and took away all our plates and cutlery. I sat on the sofa and watched TV, hardly watching it.

After he got off the phone, he came to me, pulled me into his arms, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

I shook my head. "What's wrong?"

He smiled. "I'm afraid you just ate too much food. You have to do some exercise, otherwise, you'll get indigestion and become fat."

"Let's go!" He got up as if he were really going to drag me out of the bed.

"No, I still want to watch some TV!" I complained as my eyes kept stuck on the TV screen.

He put his mouth close to my ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going back to Hempstead tomorrow. Now, do you still not want to take a walk with me?"

"No!"

As soon as we got back to the hotel, we finally rested. It was really cold outside and walking made my entire body ache. Although I knew he really wanted to take me for a walk, I honestly didn't want to go.

Seeing that I was lazy, he started to not care anymore. I went to the computer desk to find something to do. I tried looking for a book to read because my back and waist were too sore to do anything else.

I just laid on the bed to read, but maybe because I was in the cold for a long time, my waist was still aching. I tried massaging my back, but it was not easy to do, so I looked funny.

Jordan simply got up and stood up beside me, "Where is it aching?"

"My back and waist. It's very sore!" He raised his hand and rubbed it gently and with a certain force. He opened his mouth and made sure he was hitting the right spot. "Here?"

"A little more in the middle!"

It was obvious that he hasn't done much of this for women in his entire life, so it was understandable he wasn't good at massaging.

On the contrary, his touch made the pain worse. I simply told him to stop, threw the book aside, stared at him, and asked, "Are you kneading dough?"

He laughed. "Did I really hurt you?"

I curled my lips and said, "You made the pain worse!"

He reached out and pulled me in his arms, his voice a little rough, "I was out of control earlier. Can we do it again?"

Why was I so eager to hear that?

I raised my hand to push him away but I was hugged by him. He sat on the bed as he held me lovingly in his arms.

Feeling the hotness of his breath, I couldn't help staring at him, "Hey, Jordan, stop."

"I can't help it."

He was so bold that it made him a lot more attractive.

I curled my lips and suppressed my anger. I couldn't breathe that well. "Dr. Silver said if you don't control your urgers, it will be over in the future."

He smiled. "But it's out of my control!"

I pushed him away and said solemnly, "Just be obedient. I'm ready to rest now. I have to go back to Hempstead tomorrow."

He didn't move and held me in his arms.

I was speechless. "Jordan, don't do anything!"

He hugged me and didn't move any further.

After a long time, he got up and went to the bathroom, and looked much more normal when he came out.

Probably because of his presence, I slept soundly. When I woke up the next day, it was snowing heavily in M country.

I thought the flight would be delayed, but it didn't make any difference.

It was only when I arrived at the airport that I saw Kian Hasting. It seemed that I didn't fit in there. When Kian saw Jordan pulling me, he snapped and sneered, "Those who weren't aware of your situation thought that the third elder brother had raised someone and let him follow you twenty-four hours a day. It's enough to go on a business trip for a few days."

I pursed my lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

Jordan glared at him with an annoyed look. "If you don't have a wife, you should probably think about how to find a wife. Just don't talk nonsense."

Kian was so cautious that he turned around to get his ticket.

Jordan dragged me directly to the boarding gate, just in time, and didn't wait much anymore.

After entering the plane and sitting in our first-class seats, Jordan asked the stewardess for a blanket and pressed down the cabin. Worried that I was bored, he opened the screen in front of us and played a movie.

Lying next to me, he pulled me into his arms and said in a deep voice, "Now that we have to fly for more than ten hours, what kind of movie or TV show do you want to see?"

I was not always fond of watching TV dramas. But I remembered how Maisie once stayed up all night in order to binge a Spanish TV series during college.

I tried to recall the title of the TV show. I told Jordan, "Let's watch a Spanish TV drama. How about My Love Who Is From The Sky?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes!"

When we found the Spanish TV series from the selection, we watched it from the first episode. It was rare for him to accompany me in watching a TV show so seriously. We didn't feel bored at all.

When Kian cautiously came in and saw the two of us, he stood somewhat speechless. "Gentlemen, stop sprinkling sugar everywhere and close the door. Get a room, if you want. This is a public place!"

At that moment, Roberto Bautista just met Professor Du in the elevator. The scene was so intense.

I looked up at Kian and said, "We're watching Spanish TV dramas, would you like to join us?"

His eyes fell on Jordan, and he smirked with the corners of his mouth. "Brother, you are finished. I will mock you forever!"

Jordan looked up at him and raised his eyebrows. "Keep quiet if you are not going to watch!"

Kian seemed offended.

After the plane took off, he was probably bored, so he clicked on another video. He looked sideways at me and I asked, "What are you looking at?"

He didn't wait anymore.

Jordan replied, "Let's watch another episode of My Love Who Is From The Sky."

Kian couldn't believe his brother.

"Isn't it a sad story where a girl falls in love with an alien?" He muttered, but he also started watching the Spanish TV Drama on his own screen.

Maybe it was because we were watching the show, but the flight was much faster than when I came to M country by me. We had to sit for more than ten hours on the plane to arrive in Hempstead.

As the plot of the show unfolded and the teacher was about to leave the girl, my tears started pouring and I unconsciously began to feel uncomfortable with the TV series.

Jordan handed me a tissue. "Don't worry, they'll end up together."

I looked up at him and my eyes were a little red. "How do you know?"

He raised his eyebrows. "This is the end of most Spanish TV dramas."

I couldn't believe I have nothing to say.

After a short while, we have landed at Hempstead Airport.

When we got out of the airport, it was already early morning. Watching the play all the way, my drowsiness came.

Jordan arranged the driver in advance, and when I got inside the car, I was very sleepy. Jordan hugged me and signaled me to sleep peacefully.

I didn't know when we arrived in Hampshire.

I woke up the next day.

Jordan was not around when I opened my eyes. Also, I was sweating under the thick blanket.

I forced myself to get up and wash up.

When I went downstairs, I saw that Marcela was still busy doing chores. The skies in Hempstead had begun to warm up and the sun rose at seven or eight o'clock.

"Ivelle, wake up. Go down now and eat breakfast while it's hot." Marcela seemed to be in a good mood when she saw me. She was wiping the dining table clean and humming a tune.

I got to the table, ate a few mouthfuls, and soon gained a good appetite.

All the major companies have begun to take leave. Reginald Remington sent me several messages asking me when I would return to the capital.

The new product launch was about to begin.

I thought about it and got ready to go back after two days.