###Chapter 328 Return To Beijing - Part 3

Watching him walk away, I was a little distracted. After years of absence, some people were healing wounds and others were struggling in hell.

In the eyes of many women, if a man is confused because of a woman, then this man loves this woman very much.

But Jordan was different. A few years of not being husband and wife left him calm and introverted. His emotional years seem to be buried in these four years.

He did not overthrow me with too warm and eager feelings, but slowly invaded my life and memory bit by bit. Good-bye, few years.

The process is not enthusiastic, but it is difficult to refuse, or even difficult to push away.

After cooking porridge I went to the hotel. Jordan was lying smoothly on the big white bed when I got there.

With the back of his hand on his forehead, he seemed to be asleep.

A little pale, I put the porridge down. I sat next to him and some unspeakable emotions surging.

If nothing went wrong at the beginning, maybe we don't have to come to this stage. We are looking forward to the future carefully.

I held his hand. For fear of waking him up, my movement was very light.

However, always vigilant, he woke up a few seconds later, opened his eyes. His eyes fell on my face, and the man was too cold to smile.

"Isn't it a day off? What are you doing here? " The man's voice was hoarse and somewhat tired.

"You're sick, so I came to see you!" I opened my mouth and withdrew my hand, ready to get the porridge, but he held it.

"Did Felix tell you that?"

I nodded. He sat up straight and frowned slightly as he leaned against the bedboard as if he were still in pain.

"Have you taken your medicine?" I looked around the room and found no trace of medicine.

He smiled. "A small thing, I just have a rest."

I curled my lips and was vaguely unhappy. "If you can be cured without taking medicine, you would have been better long ago, and you don't have to take it until now."

I withdrew my hand from the palm of his hand, but when he held me, I lost my footing and fell into his arms.

The man's body was hot and the breath was strong with a surge of testosterone.

"I'll eat later. Lie down with me for a while." He spoke with a shallow tenderness in his voice.

There was no reason not to take medicine. After all, he is sick.

Looking up at him, I frowned slightly, "Eat something and take the medicine before you sleep, huh?"

He laughed with joy in his voice. He raised his hand and scraped the tip of my nose. He couldn't help saying, "When did you become so bossy?"

"Health matters!" I opened my mouth, got up from him, called Felix Stewart, and asked him to send me Jordan's medicine. I thought he didn't want to get an injection, so he took some medicine first to see what's going on.

I put away my phone and put the cooked porridge in front of him, "Eat some first and take the medicine later."

He looked at me intensely and smiled in his cold eyes. "If I say I want you to feed me, will you be angry?"

I was stupefied for a moment, then picked up the spoon and gave some porridge to him.

When I placed the clear porridge into his mouth, he seemed particularly surprised. His eyes were collected and contented.

Looking at me deeply, I sighed and didn't say much.

After feeding a few mouthfuls, I saw that he didn't seem to refuse. Looking at the bottom of a bowl of porridge, I looked up at him and said, "How does it taste?"

He said, "Very sweet!"

I had no choice but to say, "I put salt, not sugar." I'm afraid his mind was not on porridge at all, so he didn't know how much porridge he ate. He also didn't know what porridge tastes like.

He hooked his lips and his voice was magnetic. "Anyway, it's sweet."

Felix bought the medicine. He was vaguely relieved when he saw that Jordan had eaten porridge. He looked at me and said, "Thank you, madam!"

I was stupefied for a moment and said nothing more.

When Felix left, Jordan took the medicine and held me back. I sighed, "After taking the medicine, you should have a good rest."

He nodded and said, "Lie down with me for a while." After a pause, he was afraid that I would refuse, and then said, "I sleep soundly when I'm beside you."

I was stupefied for a moment, then leaned against him. The weather was hot and dry, so I turned on the air conditioner in the room.

It wasn't long before I fell asleep. I thought he was asleep, but I didn't think I fell asleep first.

When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Fortunately, I didn't have to go to work. Jordan was no longer in bed.

There were signs of bed sheet being crushed on his side of the bed which he had obviously been lying on.

A soft voice came from the living room as if it were in a meeting.

I got out of bed and walked outside.

"Then fight to the death with Badger." In a shallow sentence. The sound drop was very low, but there was no doubt about the harshness and decisiveness of the words.

If I hadn't seen it at this time, I was afraid I would have forgotten that he was the prodigy Jordan Astley who killed the market in all directions.

For four years, I can almost often hear heartless rumors about him in the Capital.

Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes, cold. When they fell on me, they were vaguely warm and moist, and his voice was peaceful, "Awake?"

I nodded and my eyes fell on his computer. In the video of the meeting. I stopped where I was and said, "You are busy now."

He turned off the computer, got up, and walked up to me. He held me in his arms in a gentle voice, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

I pursed my lips and looked at the scenery outside the hotel. Dozens of acres of wasteland originally covered with barren grass had been planned to lodges.

"Are you feeling better?" I looked back and raised my hand to feel his forehead. It was not hot and there was no sign of fever.

There was a shallow smile in my ear, "I wish I could be with you!"

He buried his head on my shoulder, the breath warm, "Ivelle, love should not be heavy. For four years, I tried and thought countless times to take care of you. Our meeting at Primrose is also fate. I'm longing to pull you close to my arms and never let go. But I know I cannot ask for so much."

"I can't drive you away from anymore because of rashness. There are only a few four years in our lives and I want to spend them with you. I can't waste another four years because of my rampage. I can't play hard to get because I want to pull you in my arms. Felix came to you. I was in a fluke mentality. If you didn't come, all he can do was to continue to protect me carefully. When you came, it proved that you still have me in your heart. So, Ivelle, I don't want to repeat the same mistake for the next four years. "

I let him hold me, with a slight pain in my heart. I knew I was stuck in a swamp. For four years, I buried all the past in my heart. As long as I didn't mention it, I was relieved.

I also once thought if one day when we meet again and he treats me as before, how should I face it.

But I did not think that he had become so steady and delicate. He began to take care of my feelings, love me differently.

He did not put me into the swamp, but calmly we will me go up step by step up. He was afraid to hurt my body and mind. He had become very gentle.

"If you don't meet me, maybe you'll be happy now." Seven years ago, if he had married Nicole Blakely, he would have had a successful career and a happy family.