###Chapter 422 Everyone's Soul Is Half Human And Half Ghost

His kiss was too hot and gave me a hard bite on the mouth with his punishing lips and teeth.

I had pain and gave a hum. He lowered his voice and hummed, "Do you know it still hurts?"

I stared at him and moved my head away to ignore him.

He grabbed my head and forced me to look back at him. His eyes glowing, his voice was low and magnetic with a bit of helplessness. "Ivelle, only those who don't care about me don't know. I'm your husband, and other women throw themselves into my arms. Does it mean that you are indifferent? You don't love me, or you don't care at all."

I was stupefied, looked at him, blinked, and smiled, "So, is that why you are angry with me?"

He bowed his head and bit me on the lip. "What else can I be angry about?"

I knew it for a moment and smiled. I looked him in the eye. "I don't care? I'm your wife. How could I not care about you cuddling with other women? It's just that I can understand the situation at that time. Not to understand her, but to understand you. You invited her back from England to show that she could do this. Jordan, you are the leader of a company and subordinates encounter such a situation. It is only natural that she suddenly panicked and hugged you. If I quarrel with you because of such a thing, am I too ignorant? There will be more or more women around you for a long time. After all, you are so good looking."

His eyes sank slightly and his thin lips opened slightly. "So, what are you going to say?"

I laughed. "I'm going to say that my husband is very good. He is a dragon and the Phoenix, and it's hard for any woman in the world not to fall in love with you."

My mouth was blocked by his. The depth was different. We kissed for a while. His eyes darkened, looked at me, and said, "One more cry."

I was stupefied and smiled brightly, "Oh, Jordan!"

That night, I took the initiative and lead. In the latter part of the night, Jordan aggravated his movements and had a heavy breath.

I was in a trance. Clutching the sheets, my breath was unstable, and I said lowly, "Jordan, give me a child. I want a child for you and me."

In the tide of emotion, Jordan's body suddenly froze and his eyes were so cold for a moment.

I also froze and looked at him. I didn't know why, but can I?

The coldness in his eyes reigned. He smiled and shook his head. "Yes! As long as you want to, no matter how much, I will give it!"

I laughed and the little things of the child sounded in my head. My heart and body began to hurt slightly.

He hugged me in his arms and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Ivelle, all will be perfectly fine."

I nodded, tired and vaguely aware of him wiping my body in my sleep.

Then I just realized that it was the next day and I woke up late again.

The sun shone on the bedroom through the window, and the mottled light and shadow shook the hustle and bustle.

Jordan was no longer in the bedroom. I lay quietly for a moment, vaguely aware of some dampness under my body.

When I got up and lifted the quilt, I was surprised that there was a trace of blood and it stained on the sheets.

I am in a daze! I calculated the time and it should not be this time of the month. In the past four years, there are occasional inaccurate times. Occasionally, there was a lot of blood, but there had never been an occasion when it occurred twice in a month.

I frowned. Then I got up, changed my clothes, cleaned up the sheets, and threw them away in the washing machine.

I can't help but worry that if I want to have children now, I'm afraid I have to take care of my body.

Wash out of the bedroom, Jordan was in the living room, and Sister Finn left after making breakfast.

When he heard the noise, Jordan turned around, raised his eyebrow, and smiled, "Are you awake?"

I nodded. I walked up to him, sat down against him, and said softly, "Don't you have to go to the office today?"

He nodded. "You can take a break for two days and arrange it tomorrow, so you can have your annual leave."

As he spoke, he put down what was in his hand and kissed me on the face.

I thought of the sandalwood box I got from Erin. I couldn't help but say, "Jordan, why don't we go and open that sandalwood box?"

The box was kept at home for a long time and there was no time to open it.

After all, he was idle and had nothing to do. He nodded and went into the study with me.

When I found the sandalwood box, I looked at him and asked, "Have you opened it before?"

He took the box, looked at it for a moment, and paused, "There was no plan last time. Erin knew this box as if it belonged to the Biden family at that time."

Why are we talking about the Biden family again?

I pursed my lips and was a little confused. "Grandma's box seems to be on me all the time. Why is it tied up with the Biden family?"

Jordan shook his head, bowed, and still held the switch of the box. After tossing about for a while, he looked at me and paused. "It is said that we need to find a special craftsman to open this box."

"Don't you have a key?" Didn't Grandpa say that Jordan had a key on him? How could he not have it?

He shook his head and sighed slightly. "Grandpa didn't give me the key. He told me that he did not trust you, so I must take good care of you. This box was actually a cover."

I was stupefied, looking at the box, and a little distracted. The box cannot be opened and it is not important. Why is it I always have a feeling that grandma and I may not be the same?

Linda's accident at the swimming pool was actually not that bad, but it would be safe to stay in the hospital for a few days.

But somehow, the headlines of the Capital suddenly burst out the next day, saying that Astley Group's internal staff was jealous then turned into hatred and they fought fiercely.

Some people just can't shut up because they were jealous and the direction of these rumors was almost naming someone.

Jordan and I were still studying the secret of the sandalwood box when we got the call.

Seeing that he looked cold, I couldn't help look at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

He put the box aside, looked at me, and said, "There's something wrong in the company."

I never had the habit of asking for details. But seeing that his brow frowned deeply, I couldn't help asked again, "What's exactly going on?"

"What happened at the annual meeting last night was caught by conscientious people and wanted only to frame us." He got up and got ready to change his clothes.

I followed him, although I did not participate in this, recently Astley Group suppressed and wiped out Badger Group. A lot were invited to last night's banquet so it was not private. Linda Kent fell into the water, and someone deliberately caught it and deliberately led the accident to Astley Group's management problem.

Once sitting down, Astley Group's employees were intriguing and killing each other, then the top management was not good one after another. Once the problem expands, Astley Group's name and the image will become an issue and the stock market will fall. It's just a matter of letting nature take its course.