###Chapter 396 You Will Hurt Not Only Me – Part 9

I don't know, so, "You can make things clear and we'll communicate."

The tone is calm enough.

She disdained and mocked, "Samson's electronics profits for many years, you used to do turnover for Aaron, have you ever thought that someone will use this money to crush Aaron? this is a violation of the loan at all. If the media exposed this, Badger group's stock will plummet. Even if the Badger family makes all the household routine low, it is impossible to survive, Ivelle, you are so ruthless."

I frowned, "Illegal loan?"

Samson's Electronics's profit funds have always been in my account, so many years I have not moved half a point, if it were not for Aaron's kindness, I would have touched the money at all.

"This money is the formal income of Samson's Electronics, how can it become an illegal loan."

"Then you need to ask your husband." She sneered. "You husband and wife can be human beings, one has a white face, the other has a red face, with no mercy." The meaning of her words somewhat confused me.

Silent for a moment, I said, "Badger group is in crisis if the money caused it, I will be responsible, it is already very late, go home!"

After all, for a friend, the words are too heavy, after all, it is not appropriate.

She is still pregnant and it is common sense that she gets emotional easily.

Seeing her off, I went to the study and Jordan smoked on the balcony.

The smoke-filled the whole room, which was a little pungent. I looked up at the time.

Standing behind him, I said, "It's 11:00 already. Do you want to have a rest?"

He didn't open his mouth, and his slender straight back looked cold and unfamiliar to me.

Eyes fell on the table, still the acquisition contract.

"I gave that money to Aaron." After all, he said, "I owe him my life. In normal times, he may not take it, but at this time, the money there is equivalent to saving his life. If he takes it, I will settle with him."

His body was slightly stiff, and the cigarette between his fingertips was choking his nose with smoke.

After a pause, I continued to say, "If you blame me for not discussing this with you, then it is my problem. It has nothing to do with the Badger group. If you have the idea of buying Badger group because of this, it is unfair to Aaron."

"Unfair?" Jordan turned around, a pair of handsome eyebrows frowned and stared at me, "What is fair?"

I frowned. "Jordan, didn't we say that the past has been cleared to zero? What do you care about?"

Now I kill Aaron. What I care about is that Aaron took good care of me in that month.

Jordan did not respond, a pair of black eyes fell on me, slightly narrowed his eyes, with a bit of patient anger, "Who was here just now?"

He approached me step by step, almost a dark breath wrapped around me, "Did Aaron called you?"

Instinctively, I tightened my phone and took a few steps back.

"Jordan, we shouldn't do this!"

He raised his eyebrow and said, "Give me your cell phone. Be good and be obedient."

I lowered my eyes, bit my lips, and held my cell phone tightly. I was not worried about what he will see, but the approach made me afraid.

Even if I wanted to avoid it, the man was quick and my phone was snatched by him.

The last phone call was from Jane.

He looked at my phone and sneered, "You never shy away from her. Are you going to be good sisters?"

Those words, not literally so simple, I looked up at him.

In a moment of anger, "You think too much, but I am not like you, to expose all their malice to others, let alone unethical."

I said it calmly, but enough to hurt him, the past four years, most people are afraid of their scars to reopen, and I did so.

Jordan was enraged, and his anger, which he had endured for a long time, finally broke out. The mobile phone in his hand was smashed to the ground, it hit the ground so hard that the fragments were everywhere.

In seven years, I have never seen such fierce anger that can almost engulf people.

I froze and stared at the darkness of his eyes and the bloodthirsty smell hidden in his bones.

For a moment, I thought he was going to hit me, but he didn't.

He just opened his mouth and said, "Cut all the connections with Aaron, do not interfere in all his affairs, and Jane, do not have any contact with her."

It is not worth it to hurt yourself for the sake of others. No matter how good the development and etiquette between people, they will disappear when anger breaks out.

Jordan's mood was forced out by repeated tolerance and consumption.

I can understand, but people have their own emotions that need to be buried.

So, I didn't open my mouth, turned, and went out of the study in silence. We were not children in our twenties.

We broke things when we quarreled, ran away from home, cried, and wanted to tell the world that we would go our separate ways from now on.

In the time of adulthood, all the breakdown and grumpiness are silent.

Back in the bedroom, I washed and blew my hair, went to bed, rest, and everything was the same as before.

Asleep?

No.

That night, Jordan did not go back to the bedroom, and I did not go out of the study.

Everyone has emotions that needed to be consumed, collide with each other, and are of no use except to get hurt.

Early in the morning, vaguely sleepy, the bedroom door was opened, "Ivelle!" The man's voice is low and the tone is not high.

He went to the bedside and shouted a few times. When he saw that I didn't respond, he stopped screaming.

But his voice was low, and he said, "I'm sorry!"

I'm silent. I'm really sleepy.

It was an extraordinarily long sleep, and it was already afternoon when I woke up.

I got up and went downstairs to Blossom's room, but I met a middle-aged woman in the living room.

The middle-aged woman's name is Finn, a babysitter hired by Jordan. when she saw me come out, she greeted me warmly and went to mind her own business.

Originally, the family did not intend to find a babysitter, but now Jordan invited it again, presumably to let the babysitter take care of Blossom.

Blossom is much better, playing with snowballs in the yard.

Seeing this, I will not come forward to disturb her, ready to go back to the bedroom.

"Mrs. Astley, I'll be ready in a minute. Shall I send her up to you?" Finn spoke.

"No, I'll be down in a minute." In response, I went back to the bedroom.

After washing, I sat at the dresser and unwittingly grew my hair for several years to the waist.

In the past, when I was in college, I always liked to have shoulder-length short hair. Maisie always said to me that if someone confessed to me, I would be embarrassed to answer. I just say that I would wait for my hair to grow up to my waist to marry you and then cut my hair to my shoulder every time.

After a long time, the boy who confessed will naturally know my intention.