###Chapter 401 Ginger Is Still Old And Spicy – Part 3

###Chapter 401 Ginger Is Still Old And Spicy – Part 3

I know that it would be hard for any man to see his wife kissing someone else, even if he knew she was unwilling or unintentional.

Seeing such a thing was like slapping him in the face, and it was inevitable for him to be angry or even angry.

I looked at him silently for a while, but I didn't open my mouth. I just turned and went upstairs in silence.

It must be given some time. Some things can be talked about on the table, but some things can't.

Back to the bedroom, I went into the bathroom. As I took a bath, the cold water hit my body, and I felt some stinging pain.

I was thinking since when did Jordan Astley and I took good care of each other's emotions?

I picked up the flash drive that Jane gave me. Yes, I didn't finish reading the things on the flash drive. In a month, I was not conscious, I had an emotional breakdown, and I got along with Aaron Badger day and night. Intimacy between men and women was inevitable.

Some pictures were strange to me, not to mention Jordan, who was restrained and patient these days, and most of them have something to do with the video.

Mofflin said that what Aaron and he said at the wedding reception, with Aaron's temper, it was definitely not a good thing to be able to say to him.

There was resentment in his heart, something he didn't want to talk to me about.

Because of taking a bath for too long, when I came out of the bathroom, I had some lack of oxygen. I held on to the wall for a while before I fell on the bed.

Maybe, going to sleep will be all right, everything will be all right.

That night, as I thought, Jordan did not enter the bedroom. He did not want to give me a bad mood, let alone quarrel with me.

Quarreling once is enough.

The next day,

when I went downstairs, Blossom was sent to school, and only the nanny, Sister Finn, was at home.

Seeing me going downstairs, Sister Finn came forward and said with a smile, "Ma'am, sir has just left, let me prepare porridge for you, you like it if you taste it."

As she said that, she brought out the porridge and handed me a note with an ambiguous smile. "Sorry, I'm afraid to wake you in the morning, so let me give you this."

The words on the note were simple, "Have a good meal, wait for me to go home in the evening, and let's have dinner together."

As always, we were good, but we knew that each other's hearts were covered with dust, he and I seemed to have walked into a dead-end, confused.

I nodded, smiled at Sister Finn, thanked her, and sat down at the table for breakfast.

In fact, I had no appetite, and with a few mouthfuls of porridge, I had some nausea.

But I tried to eat it all.

However, I threw up what I've eaten half an hour later.

Annual leave is about to come, the weather in the capital was cold, and going out is not a good choice.

I went to the study room and studied the sandalwood box left by my grandmother. Mofflin said the box cannot be opened with a key.

As I looked at the workmanship and structure, it didn't look like the craftsmanship of recent years, but it looked a bit like that of an old craft in the 1960s.

After a while, I was a little upset, so I simply gave up and found a book to read in the study room.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of the contract on Jordan's desk. I saw it several times and it was all Badger's acquisition case.

I cannot help but be curious. As I looked up, mergers and acquisitions between businesses is a common thing.

No matter how it turns out, I cannot take part in this matter.

With a slight sigh, I closed the contract, put it in the drawer, and caught a glimpse of a dozen photos in the drawer.

I was slightly stupefied. I thought Jordan's previous photos had been put in the villa in Hempstead, but I didn't expect that some of them were brought by him here.

I can't help but take it out and get ready to take a look at it again.

When I took the album, several pictures of the baby pinned down below were revealed.

I was familiar with it. I have never seen the child after birth, but I have seen him in my dream.

There was a blue mark on his forehead because of what he had left when he tried to meet me.

The newborn child can't keep his eyes open, and his facial features were very similar to Jordan's. Even though it was crumpled, I was still able to see the exquisite facial features clearly.

Why did Jordan have these pictures? At first, Aaron asked me if I wanted to see the child, but I didn't want to see it. I was afraid that if I did, I wouldn't be able to let it go for the rest of my life.

Now suddenly because of what I've seen before my eyes, unspeakable pain spread, and the pain pressured deep in my heart.

I put the photos back in place, these photos Jordan carefully hid and said that there was no way to find them. Thus, there is only one possibility, that it was given by Aaron.

He might decide to kill Aaron, but I'm afraid Aaron said something he shouldn't have said.

Back in the bedroom, I huddled in the quilt and suddenly lost my direction.

Aaron said why do I have to listen to Jordan's words. I do not know, in this world except him. I do not know who else I can be with.

All my life, when we come, we are ready to welcome happiness and joy.

But looking around, we all forget what the sunrise looks like, and we only remember the sunset.

I didn't sleep well last night. I slept vaguely in the quilt for a long time. When I woke up, it was already dark.

Sister Finn knocked on the door several times. I got up and opened the door. I saw her looking at me and said, "Ma'am, are you hungry? Why don't you go downstairs and get something to eat?"

I lost my appetite and shook my head subconsciously, but when I remembered that Jordan said we would have dinner together in the evening, I couldn't help but say, "Let's eat together when my husband comes back."

Sister Finn said awkwardly, "The gentleman has come back. He has been sitting in the living room for a long time and has been smoking. Why don't you go down and have a look?"

Come back?

"When did he get back?"

"I'll be back around five o'clock."

I don't know whether I should laugh or cry. This expression was too difficult to suppress and I didn't know what to do.

When he came back, he explained that he was in a hurry to make an appointment in the morning. He didn't come up to the bedroom, but he was still worried about it.

That's all!

Looking at Sister Finn, I smiled, "You guys eat, I'm not hungry."

If you don't see it, you may feel better about each other.

Sister Finn opened her mouth, said nothing after all, and went downstairs.

As I went back to bed, I looked at the ceiling, and I asked myself, "Should I go back to sleep?" It may not be easy to fall asleep.

I did not know how long I stared at it, but the room was completely dark.

The bedroom door was opened and footsteps came in. I closed my eyes, took a shallow breath, and knew it was him. Maybe it was best if I didn't see him.

The water in the bathroom sounded and I closed my eyes until he came out of the bathroom.

Sitting by the bed for a long time without going to bed, I thought he was going to sleep in the study that night.

However, it was not long before I heard the sound of the book that was closed, the position beside him sagged and the bedside lamp was turned off.

There was a shallow breathing sound in my ear, different dreams in the same bed, is that what you said?

As time went by, I couldn't fall asleep, and his uniform breathing was heard by my ear.

He seemed to be asleep.

I could not help but turn over, open my eyes and face each other. I was stunned for a moment.

Before he could open his mouth, he reached out and held me in his arms. "Sister Finn said, you threw up what you ate in the morning and didn't eat at all in the evening."