###Chapter 358 Me After I Met You – Part 2

Ivelle could not hide the frown on her face and when she was surrounded by Jordan like that. She could not move freely, so she could not help but say, "Let me go first."

The atmosphere between them was a little strange and their eyes were facing each other. She could not help but blink a few times. It was as if it was Jordan's cue, he slowly lowered down his face to kiss her. Ivelle was in a state of shock and was a little confused.

She stared at him until she could not breathe. He seemed to enjoy her expression and let her go for a moment. "Are you going to keep me widowed for the rest of my life?"

"Jordan, no."

Not for four years. It might be an ordeal for a normal person, but it was a pass for her. For four years, Ivelle had cured all her sorrows and memories, but only the physical defects. She had no way to cure them.

When she woke up the next day, Jordan, who would have left, as usual, was still lying beside her with his eyes closed. As the man slept deeply, she moved, turned over, and looked at his eyebrows and eyes.

She suddenly felt that time passed quickly. How in the blink of an eye, seven years had already passed. As she thought about it carefully, it seemed that all the difficulties had been through bit by bit, and then ushered in the years were still good as it was. But Ivelle was not at ease in her heart after all.

She had delved into the middle of her thoughts so much when Jordan opened his eyes and she did not notice it. Ivelle did not get back to her mind until his low, hoarse voice was heard.

His eyes were focused as they were facing each other. Jordan's handsome face smiled when he looked at her and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

She shook her head and said, "I'm still not hungry!"

He reached out and pulled her closer to his arms. His voice was deep and introverted when he said, "I've lost weight recently. I need to eat more."

Ivelle smiled and said, "You're obviously fat." Leaning against his arms, she felt a little more secure.

It was very simple that morning. Felix Stewart sent porridge which tasted good, but after a few bites, she could not dare to eat anymore.

There was some inexplicable pain in her stomach which she endured for a long time. When Jordan went out of the door, she went to the bathroom and gagged what she had eaten. Maybe she did not want to eat, so she threw them all up.

There were still reporters outside the courtyard, but there were not so many as they were before. The matter between Ivelle, Jordan, and Aaron had been found out more or less. Not surprisingly, she had been called a slut all over the media. It affected her and she could not study carefully. Her body and mind would not be able to survive as things had been known to everyone, she could not continue to go to Madrid University classes. She could just only stay in the villa to study.

After a few days, the reporter crouched no one so they seemed to give up. Just after the limelight, she had no plan of going out, but such a large group of people stayed outside for a few days, saying that no influence was false. We were all human beings, not gods. And we could not turn a blind eye to all the gossip. It was already part of us and was our human nature.

Blossom stayed with the Weld family for a few days and when she came back, she hugged me and looked up at me. She said, "Mom, don't you want me anymore? Why do you want me to live outside our house?"

Ivelle was left dumbfounded and she could not help saying, "Mom has something to do these days so I can't pick you up, that's why I let you live outside our house. What's wrong?"

The child was simple and she thought about it before she said, "But my aunt said that you didn't want me staying here. She was saying that I was not given birth by you. She also said that when I was grown up sooner or later, you would send me away."

She raised her eyebrow when she heard it and said, "Auntie?" The Weld family had a small population, and the babysitter was almost the only one who could talk around with Blossom.

The little girl nodded and said, "Even the aunt who cooks food for us every day. My grandfather is so busy that he has to work late at night almost every day, and my uncle is also very busy so he can only come back in the evening to tell me stories. That's why only my aunt accompanies me."

Ivelle pursed her lips and said no more. She held Blossom in her arms and said slightly, "Blossom, it's not that your mother doesn't want you nor she wouldn't want you. You are born from your mother and she loves you so dearly. No matter who says this to you, don't pay attention to them in the future, okay?"

She nodded but did not struggle to pursue and ask for more with the matter. Instead, she played by herself in the yard.

Ivelle wanted to call Liam but after thinking about it, she gave it up.

In the evening, Jordan called. He seemed to have just finished his work and his voice was a little hoarse. "Have you eaten yet?"

If Blossom had not come back from the Weld family, she would not cook that night. After looking at the rice cooker in the kitchen, she said, "Not yet!"

"Let's go to a restaurant for dinner in the evening. I'll pick you up and Blossom later. It's cold outside. Put more clothes on." He still seemed to be sorting out the papers on the other end of the phone. He should still be in the company, she guessed.

These days, she did not want to go out. She was hesitating at his offer and was a little worried, "When we suddenly go out, will it not attract unnecessary attention?" After all, the limelight had just passed. It's not impossible to fuel up the heat again.

"It's all right. I booked in a private restaurant, which doesn't affect it." After a pause, he added, "Brad just came back from States and said he wanted to see Blossom."

Ivelle frowned but in her heart, she did not want Blossom to have contact with that man.

Noticing her sudden silence, he could not help but open his mouth with a gentle voice. "If you don't want Blossom to meet him, we'll take a walk in a family of three."

"No, it's fine!" No matter how much she did not want to, Blossom was the daughter of Brad.

Half an hour later, Jordan parked his car at the gate of the yard. Blossom and Ivelle got on the car and reached the back seat directly.

He frowned slightly and looked back at me. "What's the matter?"

Ivelle shook her head and took the scarf off her neck. It was hot and even stuffy when the air conditioner was turned on in the car.

Blossom talked a lot and helped solve a lot of quietness in the atmosphere. Ivelle did not say anything and had no mood all the way. She just felt a little bored.

When they came to the restaurant and entered the room, Brad was already waiting inside. And fortunately, he was the only one who came. When he saw Blossom, a smile was seen on his handsome face and he immediately asked questions about Blossom.

Ivelle sat in her seat and her hand was held by Jordan who spoke cautiously and introvertedly asked her, "Are you in a bad mood?"

She pursed her lips and shook her head. Her movements were shallow and her voice was low when she said, "It's all right. I'm fine."

When the waiter served the food and saw Blossom talking to Jordan, Brad's eyes always fell on the little girl. He seemed to be amused every time he saw her.

Ivelle was silent for a moment. She looked at Brad and said, "Eva should be giving birth soon, you-"