###Chapter 402 Ginger Is Still Old And Spicy – Part 4

He was stating a fact with concern.

"I am not hungry!" I opened my mouth and my body was a little stiff.

His eyes do not see the point, "Ivelle, I am a man, and I saw him kissed you, and of course, I will feel bad and I will be grumpy. So don't blame me."

What he said was what happened last night.

I nodded and said nothing.

He approached me and placed his head in my neck, with pain in his breath.

Feeling his fingers pacifying on my back, I gradually softened the stiffness and said, "What did he say to you at Frida Biden's wedding reception?"

Noticing that his breathing paused, I continued, "If it's about the baby, no matter what it's about, you can ask me."

"Be good!" He raised his eyes and his cool lips blocked my lips. "It's all over, we'll just be fine."

He didn't want me to continue because the pain would spread.

Leaning against his heart and listening to his heartbeat, I slept soundly that night.

Jordan's romance was rare. When I woke up the next day, a bunch of big Platycodon grandiflorum was placed by the bed, vaguely revealing the fragrance of the flowers, which made people happy.

The man who left the flowers in the room put a card and left a message, "Eat carefully and wait for me to come home in the evening."

If you have a way home, you will come back even if you go too far.

I smiled, put the card aside and I washed downstairs. Sister Finn seemed to be in a good mood.

Breakfast has been prepared, placed on the table even though I cannot eat, but if I will not eat, he called again to ask Sister Fen if I have taken my meal.

If that would happen, I will worry about it, too. Anyway, I ate some simply.

Seeing that I was going out, Sister Finn couldn't help but followed me. "Ma'am, are you going out?"

I nodded.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Can I ask where are you going? Your husband said that no matter where you go, he would always go back to you."

I smiled and nodded. "I'll go and see my aunt so she doesn't have to worry."

I can't come to a conclusion about what Alice Astley likes or dislikes. She was Jordan's aunt and one of his few relatives.

It was already a pity that he failed to give back to his parents the filial piety that the children should respect. If I had ill feelings between me and Alice, I will inevitably regret looking back later.

Alice lives in the southern suburbs that Jordan bought before. After she left the Badger Group, she went to her own shop.

After all, the daughter who was raised by the Astley family was rich. Even if she has a strange temper, the aesthetic and romance in her bones were much higher than those of ordinary women.

Of course, resilience is not what the average woman can have.

The person runs a shop and is a florist. Although she is not tired, she will inevitably work harder.

Alice raised a lot of flowers in her courtyard and some melons, fruits, and vegetables in her backyard.

It was late autumn, and many flowers in the yard have been crushed to death by several heavy flurries of snow.

When I arrived, Alice was tidying up the crushed flowers in the yard wearing an apron.

After looking at it, I took off my coat, found a sickle, and began to clean it.

Alice was surprised to see me, and her stiff face was still unpopular. "What are you doing here?"

I bowed my head to clean up the weeds. I felt sorry for the yellow Chrysanthemum which was crushed to death. Most of these Chrysanthemums bloomed after the beginning of winter. If they were raised in Hempstead, they would certainly be able to bloom for a long time.

But because the snow season in the capital came early, it was inevitably be crushed to death by the snow.

"Jordan said that you are not feeling well recently. I came to see you." We all know that we are not happy with each other, so I don't have to curry favor with each other.

She snorted and bowed her head and went on with her yard.

But after all, she was old and pampered for many years. If she has been in the yard for a long time, she will inevitably have a backache.

Seeing her covering her waist and limping on the bamboo chair in the yard, she frowned with pain.

I cleared the few weeds left in the yard, then washed my hands and handed her the pain-relieving medicine I had brought.

She frowned and refused to answer.

My lips uttered, "It's not a poison, it's a painkiller."

With that, she put the medicine in her hand, then went into the house, poured a cup in the scald and I handed it to her.

She was slightly stupefied. She probably couldn't endure the pain. As a result, she took the medicine in the water cup.

I put the rest of the medicine aside and said faintly, "This medicine has few side effects. If the pain is unbearable, you can take one or two tablets to relieve the pain."

She looked at me, her eyes stared on the yard, said, "The nasal sound is so strong, do not come here to infect me if you have a cold."

When I heard what she said, I can't help laughing. This person was really awkward. Obviously, she was concerned about her words, how to say it, though it sounded so unpleasing to the ear.

That's all.

After all, she was a haughty and reserved lady.

After spending half of her life without children, she probably wanted to spend her twilight years on her own.

"Well, I'll take some medicine when I get back. It is normal to catch a cold in winter."

She got up, went into the house, and came out with a bag of Radix Isatidis in her hand. With her voice cold and hard she said, "Take it and drink it once in the morning and evening. Then, you will be all right in two days, without bitterness."

I nodded, took it, smiled, and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

She said a word of grace but did not speak.

There was no snow in the capital. When the sun came out, most of the snow has melted. With the sun shining high, it was not so cold.

What's more, Alice made a fire in the yard, but it was a little warm.

At noon, she looked at me and said, "Would you like to stay for lunch? It snowed for several days in a row, and there was only some dry food at home and nothing else."

I nodded and said, "Both are fine!"

A person's life can be refined or rough, although it was dry food, it was actually interesting and high-profile.

There was a fire in the yard, so she took some sweet potatoes for me to peel, then I cut the meat and washed some small dishes.

Instead, I had a barbecue in the yard. I thought it was too quiet for two people to have a barbecue.

But she brought red wine from the cellar and tasted it with a different flavor.

Silence is the best way for some people to get along with each other Alice and I didn't have much to talk about, but there were some things we didn't need to say, we just need to understand.

These days, I haven't had a proper meal for some days. I ate a lot of food in bits and pieces today, and I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.

When Jordan, changed the charcoal to lit the fire again. He saw the cutlery in the yard and smiled with his handsome eyebrow. He pulled me and said, "Do you like to eat?"

I smile, not like I was happy, just in a good mood, and I cannot help but greedy.

"Why don't you try it?" When I said it was delicious, it was my taste, not his.

He smiled, took half of the baked potato in my hand, chewed it in his mouth, raised his eyebrow, and said without stinginess, "Good craftsmanship!"

I laughed and said, "Auntie baked it."

Alice looked at her and said, "All right, there are some more. Hurry back after eating. There are so many people that they are becoming annoying."

When people reach a certain age, they are always prone to duplicity.

Jordan understood, and so did I.

Looking at each other with a smile, Jordan took a chair out of the house, sat next to me, pulled me, and asked Alice about her recent health.