###Chapter 359 Me After I Met You - Part 3

"She had miscarried the baby." Brad opened his mouth with a cold voice and he had changed his mood when it was opened up. But his eyes were still on Blossom. Carefully examining the little girl.

Ivelle thought she heard wrong so she asked again for clarifications, "What?"

He finally looked at her and spoke solemnly, "The fetal position is unstable. Even if it is born, it will not live for long, so it has flowed."

Jordan also stopped what he was doing when he heard this. He looked at him and frowned, "What's going on?"

Brad sat up straight and opened his lips. He said, "She had attempted to abort the child before, but she didn't say. Later, because she was emotionally unstable, she couldn't go to the hospital several times, so she decided that she would no longer keep the child."

When he said this, he was particularly indifferent, as if it were a trivial matter to him.

Ivelle suppressed her emotions and looked at him. "So, what are you going to do now?"

She thought he would answer her question directly, but she did not think he would suddenly squint and fall his eyes on me. He said indifferently, "Does Maisie's death have anything to do with Eva?"

Ivelle did not hold the utensils well in her hand and so it fell to the ground. She was taken aback for a moment and looked at him, feeling a little cold. "I don't know."

Maisie's death, she knew had always been because of her. At that time, Erin let Ivelle out of the villa, so Maisie came to the capital and deliberately led her out. If Ivelle had not left the villa that night, maybe nothing would have happened. For the rest of the matter, a series of reactions began because of this. She did not know how much blow Eva's words had affected Maisie. Jon was beside her at that time, and he only had the chance to listen partially to the conversation between the two.

He sneered and stopped talking, but only focused on Blossom. "I will not marry Eva. Blossom is the daughter of a Silverman. She will return to the Silverman family one day."

Ivelle froze. She did not expect him to say these words so bluntly.

With some emotional collapse, she was looking up at him. After all, she did not suppress the mood and so she said, "Brad, Blossom will not go to the Silverman family. This is Maisie's decision, and it is also my decision on the emotional development of Blossom over the past four years. If you wanted to take away the child, I don't mind going to meet my end with you."

Jordan was not in a good mood either. A pair of black eyes fell on him and his voice was low and cold. "Blossom will not go to Silverman's house with you, and you agreed to live with us at the beginning."

"Oh!" Brad sneered and looked at him. "You promised me that you would take good care of foam, but what was the result?"

Foam? Who was that?

Jordan's face sank completely. "You know very well in your heart why it turned out like that. Do you really think that the death of Maisie was just an accident?"

Brad's face suddenly darkened, with signs of injury. He was not reconciled to looking at Jordan, "So?" You're throwing everything on me now, and you think it's all my fault?"

Jordan frowned and felt that some of them did not make sense to him. He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows and looked at Ivelle before he said, "Go ahead with Blossom and wait for me downstairs."

She nodded in response because she also long wanted to take Blossom to leave and away from Brad. After all, estimating the child's mood, Brad did not do radical actions. Just a pair of black eyes looked at her and Blossom before they both left.

When Ivelle got downstairs, she had the fear of being recognized so she went straight out of the restaurant with Blossom and sat on the flower bed next to the car. Blossom wad by her side. Although she was young, she could understand some words. She looked at her and said, "Mom, why would Uncle Brad plan to take me away?"

She had a headache and felt pain in her stomach. Ivelle raised her hand and pinched her abdomen before she answered, "Uncle Brad wants a daughter like you, too."

"But doesn't that aunt he was with last time have a baby? As long as Uncle Brad's baby is born, he will have a baby of his own as well soon!"

Ivelle bowed her head. She was speechless while having stomach and abdominal pain. She felt less than any of her reaction, so she spits out all the food she had just eaten.

Blossom was suddenly frightened and abruptly asked her, "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

She retched for a while, then relaxed but her body seemed to be not in good condition so she pulled Blossom in her arms. Ivelle looks a little dazed.

Eva's appearance, which she was not surprised at all, compared with the last time she saw her, Ivelle seemed to be more haggard. The embarrassment just now might have been seen by her, "Nausea and vomiting. Are you pregnant?"

At this point, she suddenly sneered sarcastically, "Jordan could not give birth. If you were pregnant, the baby is Aaron's? I thought you were as pure as water!"

Ivelle pursed her lips and did not want to quarrel with Eva in front of Blossom. Fortunately, Jordan came out.

When he got to the car, he naturally saw that Ivelle vomited. He looked at Eva and Eva in a cold voice. "What have you done?"

The man was cold and bloodthirsty, and most of the people like them were scary. Eva suddenly stepped back and looked at Jordan with a slight tremor. "I didn't do anything, but I'm sure she wasn't feeling well."

Then he turned and hurried into the restaurant. Jordan walked up to me with a particularly deep look in his eyes. "You didn't have much food eaten just now."

Ivelle shook her head and said in a weak voice, "Let's go back!"

He nodded and carried Blossom into the car. After that, he then hugged and led me to the passenger's seat.

She had no strength, so she leaned against the back of her chair and was silent. It was not long before he leaned heavily in the past.

When Ivelle woke up, it was already midnight. Jordan was not here. She got out of bed and went to the room where Blossom was.

The little girl slept soundly, and the room was decorated warmly by Jordan. She fell asleep quietly, like an angel that had fallen on earth.

After looking at her quietly for a long time, Ivelle came back to their bedroom. She did not know when Jordan had stood behind her. She looked at him and saw her like that. He came up to reach her hand and pulled her into his arms. It took him a while before he totally pulled me out of the room of Blossom.

When they went back to the bedroom and laid in bed, Ivelle asked, "What did Brad say to you?"

She admitted that she was in low spirits way back, so she did not ask anything.

He looked at her with pursed lips and was silent for a moment before he said, "It's Blossom. The Silverman family knows that she exists and intends to let her recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestral home."

Ivelle raised her hand and swept the lamp directly down the nightstand. She suddenly felt that she was emotionally unstable. "I don't agree."

He sighed and got up to pick up the lamp methodically. There were pieces of glass on the ground. He picked it up with his hand. Ivelle pursed her lips and was vaguely enraged by the sight of him being patient with her.

After dealing with the things on the ground, he looked up at her and was in a calm mood when he said, "You don't want Blossom to leave so I will convince Brad, but Ivelle, we all have to ask Blossom thinks about this matter."

"How old is she? What do you want to hear from her? I have been dependent on her for four years so it is impossible to be separated from her now! She has become a part of my life so I will not let her and Brad go. She stays with me, for better or worse, at least I will hold her in the palm of my hand and love her well. But if she goes home, how can you be sure that Brad will treat her well? Will the Silverman family be aggrieved by her? Why should I care about the child I have raised for four years, and he says he wants it?"