###Chapter 36 On Conditions

"Yes, as long as Miss Mrs. Astley agrees, I will assure you that the baby inside you and you will be safe and won't let anything happen to you." He is sure of it.

I could not help frowning, "Why should I believe you?"

"Miss Mrs. Astley, you can only trust me now!" This remark is particularly unpleasant.

However, at this time, I can only get out to get rescued, so I made up my mind. I looked at him and, I nodded, "OK!"

He smiled. "Then it's a deal!"

With that, he motioned to the skinny man to cover my eyes again. I frowned, "is it necessary?"

His laughter was heard all over the place. "Miss Mrs. Astley, don't worry, it's how did you get here, and how will we send you back!"

Then I was taken to a car. I had extremely sensitive ears along the way, but soon I went straight to sleep.

When I woke up again, I was still in the garage and my car, and everything was still the same. What had just happened seemed like a dream.

I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was already 12:00, so in the last two hours, I had a life and death experience.

There was still some fear in my heart. I didn't spend too much time in the parking lot. I just started the car and went back to the villa.

My heart is full of things.

When I went back to the villa and entered the hall, when I saw the man reading materials in the hall, I could not help but think of the intertwined voices of men and women.

"Oh." I had no chance to change shoes, I ran directly into the bathroom, lying on the sink retching up. I just vomited a lot and this time there's nothing more left to release.

"What happened? What did you eat?" The man's low, cold voice was heard in the room.

I trembled all over and felt a terrible pain in my stomach. He came forward and raised his hand to cheer me up. The voices of those people in my head became more and more unpleasant. I suddenly looked up at him and pushed him away.

Ignoring his cold face, I ran straight to the second floor.

After locking the bedroom door and smelling the disgusting scent in the bedroom, I opened all the windows and changed all the sheets on the bed.

There was a quick knock outside the door. "Ivelle, open the door!" The man's voice was cold and shivering.

All the voices in my head are intertwined with men and women, and I can't feel it in my stomach. I tried to reject all the voices outside the door.

Desperately trying to get rid of all the smell that belonged to him in the bedroom, I felt sick again. I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom and spilled all the flowers from its bottle. I wanted to wash off all the places he had touched.

There was a loud noise outside. I huddled in the bathroom and locked the bathroom door. I knew that if Jordan wanted to come in, there are always countless ways.

Sure enough, before long, he knocked open the outside door, and his voice was rough and cold. "Ivelle, what are you doing?"

He stood at the bathroom door with a low, warm, and angry voice.

I leaned against the door and didn't even want to hear any more of his voice. "Jordan, I don't want to see you. Please, please stay away from me!"

It's disgusting, it's really disgusting, if I didn't hear those voices, I can paralyze myself, but I can't do it at this time, no matter how many times I convince myself not to think about the picture of him and Nicole intertwined, but those things are repeating endlessly over and over again.

"Ivelle, open the door. If there's anything we can do, let's talk about it. You have to talk to me." His voice was cold enough to form a layer of ice.

I shook my head, and it was still hard in my heart and stomach. "We have nothing to talk about, just please stay away from me!"

"Ivelle!" There was a sound of clenched teeth outside, "Don't challenge me, alright?"

I was about to break down and yelled at the door. "I told you to stay away from me, can't you hear me?"

"Bang!" The impact was so great that the bathroom door was so crumbling that I took a few steps back.

Just three times, the bathroom door was smashed open, he was tall and violent, a pair of black eyes looked at me huddled next to the bathtub.

"Ivelle, you." Seeing me trembling and looking at him in disgust, his anger dissipated a little.

For a long time, he walked beside me, the tall figure squatted down, and his long fingers slowly stretched out to me.

I was afraid that he would touch me, and I refused his approach. Instinctively, I said, "Don't touch me!"

His outstretched hand was stiff in the air, and the coldness of his eyebrows infected the air around him. "Tell me, what happened?"

"Jordan, let's get a divorce! Okay? If we get divorced, I won't want anything as long as you agree to divorce." I opened my mouth, and my voice was choked to death.

Jordan's face suddenly darkened to the extreme. He looked at me and fixed his cold eyes on my face. "Ivelle, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know!" Of course, I know, I endured two years, wrong for two years, gave love but no love returned for me. It's suffocating.

He grabbed my hand, and then she took me out of the bathroom and placed me on the bed. He wrapped a bath towel around me, then half-crouched in front of me. He's holding me with both hands, staring up at me, and in a low, suppressed voice, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

He is calm, even if I have no choice of words, he always has a way to calm down.

I shook my head; my eyes were red and my voice was hoarse. "Jordan, do you love me?" I don't know why I asked this question, but I just did.

His body stiffened for a moment, and his handsome eyebrow frowned slightly and looked at me with deep eyes. "Ivelle, love is not just talking!"

But you said to Nicole that you love her, my heart is aching that I almost roared it out loud.

"No, tell me what it is." I couldn't control my tears and choked up in my voice. "Jordan, I know, is it right that you don't love me?"

"Ivelle!" He said in a low, restrained voice, "Just tell me what happened? Why do you want a divorce all of a sudden?"

"Because I don't love you, I really don't love you at all!" I was red-eyed, and my heart felt like being shattered because of the pain. "I don't love you as much as I thought, I'm still young, and there are countless pairs of opportunities to find people I love and would love me for the rest of my life, so let's get a divorce and set each other free, okay?"

Ever since I met Jordan, I never thought that one day I would take the initiative to beg to leave him.

I thought that as long as I worked hard enough to give him my heart, love, and body, one day he would see and pull me back and tell me that we would live a good life together, that we will build a family together.

But there are too many uncertainties in life. I forget, many things in this world can be obtained by their own efforts, but love is not of them

In this lifetime, it is already a gift from God to meet two people who are in love with each other, and most people can't ask for it.