###Chapter 43 Go To Jordan Astley And Ask Him For Help: Part 2

But after the last time she heard about him and Nicole Blakeley, she instinctively began to resist him.

He turned over.

For a long time, he got up, got out of bed, pulled on his pajamas, and stood on the balcony to light a cigarette.

Ivelle laid in bed, feeling thoughtless for a moment.

She got up and walked up to him. She hugged him from behind and pressed her whole body against his back. "Let's try it in the bathroom."

His slender body stiffened fiercely. He put out the smoke in his hand, turned to look at Ivelle, and there was a chill between his eyebrows. "When did it start?"

She froze. Did he mean the reaction of her body?

She bowed her head, clenched her lips, and said, "Maybe after a miscarriage."

I might have ended his relationship with Nicole Blakely and become a forgotten memory.

He took a deep look at me and pushed me away. "I'll go to the study for a while," he said.

Ivelle's hand was quick. She grabbed him, looked up at him, and said, "Did you buy Maisie's bar for Nicole Blakeley? Maisie was framed. Jordan, can you help me? "

She knew that begging him at this time will make him angry. After all, she hadn't satisfied him, but it can't wait too long.

He looked down at me, his black eyes shrinking slightly, a little coldly, "Is that why you came back?"

A little shaken by his black eyes, she shook her head, "No, I."

"I was going to use your body, so you obediently let me continue?" He sneered with sarcasm in his voice. "Ivelle Astley, are you not aware that you can no longer react to me?"

She shook her head and panicked, but it was so.

Looking up at him, her voice choked up. "Jordan, you have Nicole Blakeley and many friends, but I have nothing left. I only have Maisie. Please, help me!"

"Oh!" He sneered. "You have nothing but Maisie? Ivelle Astley, you really surprised me!"

He was angry, the very angry kind, but she really couldn't think of any other way.

As long as she had other ways to solve it, she will not beg him, but he is really the only one.

Holding his hand, without looking at his eyes, she bit her lips and tears rolled in her eyes, "Jordan, I can only beg you, I'm sorry!"

The temperature in the air was so low and she didn't have many clothes on her, and she was wrapped in cold at this time.

Jordan Astley looked coldly at my face, from anger to slow calmness. For a long time, he opened his mouth and grabbed my hand. His voice was low and cold. "Go to the bathroom!"

She was stupefied, and then she realized what he meant. For a moment he picked her up and went straight into the bathroom.

"Ivelle Astley!" He spoke hoarsely.

Ivelle looked up at him, water hit her eyes, a little wet and he lowered his head and raised his hand to cover her eyes.

She opened my mouth and prayed, "Jordan, could you please be gentle!"

She was afraid something would happen to the baby!

She felt a faint pain in her lower abdomen. She was startled and her voice trembled. "Jordan, stop, I ... It's bleeding!"

He was stiff and looked down at her feet. She did not know when she had accumulated a pool of blood.

She twitched with pain and tugged at his arm, with a slight sweat oozing from her forehead. "Come on, take me to the hospital!"

She had a feeling that this time, the pain was not the same as before.

Jordan Astley's originally high mood suddenly fell back, his eyes were low. He pulled aside the bath towel and hastily wiped the water droplets off her body, and then carried her out of the bathroom.

When he put Ivelle on the bed, he found her clothes and put them on her, and then he called Brad Silverman. She grabbed the corner of his clothes and felt a little out of breath. "It's too late, Jordan, take me to the hospital!"

"Shit!" It was the first time in my lifetime that I heard Jordan's foul language.

Seeing that he would take her into the car and start the car, his black eyes were low and his thin lips were so tight that it was almost impossible to detect any emotion.

He drove so fast that he didn't know how many red lights he passed along the way. He carried her into the hospital and was greeted by a nurse pushing a cart.

"What's going on?" Someone in the panicked crowd asked.

Jordan glanced at me, and his eyes were very cold. "Ivelle Astley, say it yourself, or shall I?"

Her heart thumped and sweated for a moment, but the pain in her abdomen made her have no time to think about it. Dragging the nurses around her, she said, "The baby is less than two months old and there are signs of miscarriage. Please help me keep the baby."

The nurse nodded and reassured me, "Don't worry, and send her to the operating room first!"

After a crackling panic, Ivelle gradually lost consciousness.

Her only regret was that she was too careless. She thought it would be all right. After all, she came here safely several times before.

But.

When she woke up again, it was already very late.

She opened her eyes and saw the man's strong face, with a dark circle under his eyelids and a shallow residue of beard under his jaw.

He's been here the whole time?

After taking a look around, all the walls were white. This was the ward of the hospital.

Instinctively, she reached out to touch her lower abdomen. She felt uneasy, but fortunately, her stomach was still bulging and there was no pain in her lower abdomen.

"Awake?" A man's low voice was heard.

She was stupefied. She looked back and saw that Jordan Astley was awake. He stood up from his chair and went to the side to pour a glass of water.

Seeing him put the cup on the nightstand, he looked at Ivelle and said, "Would you like some water?"

Unable to detect his mood, She looked at him tentatively and said, "Is the baby still there?"

He raised a pair of black eyes straight at her, so cold and terrible that she was nervous and waited for him to answer.

Half smiling, he answered unexpectedly, "How long are you going to hide it?"

She didn't know how to answer for a moment. In this situation, it was no good to quarrel with him. She just got red-eyed and said, "Nicole Blakeley used her life to force you to get rid of him. Jordan, I really don't want to give up, so."

Seeing that he looked bad, she continued, "I don't want to lie to you. If you don't want it, I can divorce you. As long as we get divorced, we don't need to cross paths, and you don't have to worry. I won't let him affect your future with Nicole Blakeley."