###Chapter 459 Those Who Have To Wait At The End Of The Years – Part 13

He sneered. "I don't care!"

She got up, suppressed her anger, looked at him, and said. "All that happened to you is fair. You erased the hope of giving birth to my child. Jordan has ruined your career. This is fair. As for the kindness of you did to save my life, I will repay it."

He grabbed her wrist. "Don't go so fast, sit back with me."

Ivelle frowned, obviously didn't want to.

He pressed her back to his seat and said. "I know you hate me, and you don't even want to see me at all, but Ivelle, I'm so lonely. It's New Year's Eve, the people in the company are walking and scattered. I stood on the top floor for a long time. I looked at the lights, but my heart was empty. I've been living like this all these years. I'm a person who doesn't want to recall my memories, and I always see my parents in my dreams. They prepared a lot of dishes on New Year's Eve and always urged me to go home as soon as possible."

"But whenever I woke up from that dream, I was facing an empty room. I thought, maybe I would go to see you and to feel better. I drove my car to the villa in the eastern suburbs and stood outside the gate looking at your lights and listening to your laughter. For a few seconds, I wanted to go in and take you away, but when I looked at Jordan holding you and laughing, it was too dazzling. That kind of happiness is something you have never had before with me."

Ivelle couldn't take it anymore. She looked at him faintly, remained silent for a moment, and said. "It's getting late. I should go back."

He didn't stop her anymore, but he said. "Ivelle, have you thought about it? You can't be pregnant now. Blossom is not born from him. No matter how much Jordan loves you, you should also consider the Astley family. You respect Father Astley. What is his hope? You are younger than anyone else. If Alice knows that you will not be pregnant, do you think she will calmly let you live together? Ivelle, this is life, not a script. You don't have such a broad mind. "

Ivelle looked back at him and smiled. "Aaron, you are really good at adding salt to people's wounds. You know how to speak and can make people suffer. However, these are your own words. People are different from each other, such as me. If a woman has a child, he will become a qualified husband and wife instead of forcing her away and finding someone who does not love him to live. Aaron, you have said that this is not a script. In that case, why don't you want to go back to your life? Mind your own life!"

Some people do not love at all. From his encounter and saw the separation of his parents, Aaron has never been in love and has never been moved.

There were gratitude and guilt, but there is no love. The Almighty said it was fate.

When Ivelle got back to the villa, it was a little late. Frida called and said. "Ivelle, do you regard me as a friend at all? You didn't come even if I have a baby, and you don't come to see me when I asked you out for a coffee. I've asked you out so many times. What are you thinking?"

Ivelle thought about it when she went out in the morning. She wanted to see Frida after she went to the hospital, but somehow, she forgot about it.

Now, it was dark. When she got back to the villa, she was a little confused. For a moment, she was clueless on what to say and how to say what the doctor diagnosed her. "Frida sorry, I went to the hospital today, I--"

"What's the matter with you when you go to the hospital? Why did go to the hospital? What happened?"

Her series of questions stunned her and said. "It's just a cold. I'm much better now."

It's not appropriate to talk about the baby.

She was stupefied and said. "Then you should recover first from your illness and stay there at home. When you are alright, then come to see me and the child. You must come over for the celebration of the baby's one month old. You are my friend, a sister who's not blood-related. You have to come whatever you want."

She could not help being stupefied. Ivelle found that the child and Frida were of the same generation. She could not help laughing and said. "Okay, I will go!"

She hung up the call with Frida and felt a little better. The villa was brightly lit and she saw Sister Finn was tidying up the kitchen.

When she saw Ivelle going back, she couldn't help but come out and say. "Ma'am, how did you just come back late and where did you go? Your husband called several times to ask, everyone is in a hurry to come back, you hurry up to have a look."

She raised her hand and pointed to the second floor, indicating that Ivelle should hurriedly go upstairs to have a look. She was a little confused for a moment.

'Isn't my cell phone on all the time? How could I not get through the phone?' Ivelle didn't know until she flipped through it. She didn't know when Jordan's number was set up for call transfer. The phone is a touch screen, probably when it was accidentally turned off.

Upstairs, Jordan was in the study. With a dim light and his domineering figure that stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he appeared particularly lonely and empty.

"Jordan!" When Ivelle opened her mouth, her voice was a little low and traced with guiltiness. He should have made a lot of phone calls.

He still stood at the window, did not seem to hear her voice. Ivelle was aware that he deliberately ignored her. After all, the room is empty. There's only the two of them, so how can't he hear her voice?

Ivelle approached Jordan She stood behind him and took the initiative to admit her mistake. "I went to the hospital, saw a doctor, and my cell phone was carelessly turned off."

He suddenly looked back at her. His eyes as deep as the deep sea and appeared bottomless. With coldness in his expression, he asked her. "You never seem to call me so why bother?"

She froze and looked at him confused. "I--"

He walked up to her and his muscular body stood in front of Ivelle with some coldness that exuded. "Is it true that if there is no Blossom, you will still leave without hesitation?"

She frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Have you seen Aaron?" He spoke, and his mood seemed to be unfathomable.

Ivelle froze and suddenly understood why he was so gloomy. She pursed her lips slightly and said. "I met him by accident at the gate of the hospital."

"Hmm!" He opened his mouth and reached out to fix the astray hair on Ivelle's forehead. "Don't see him again, will you?"

He was angry, and even though Ivelle knew he was hiding well, she felt it.

She nodded slightly, a little frustrated. When she was young, Ivelle read a book. It said that a woman only realized when a man loves her to leave, and she will love him deeply for life.

At that time, Ivelle laughed at that but I didn't understand what it meant. Now that when she thought about it, she began to realize and thought that it was true.

What Aaron said is not unreasonable. Ivelle will never be able to give birth. The Astley family can't accept that. Without children, three years or two years may be able to go on, but for how long will it continue to drag on?

Who can guarantee that?

Now there are more excellent and outstanding women around him, Linda is the best match for him no matter what.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her away. Ivelle looked up at him and smiled. "It's getting late. We should go to bed."

He turned and went back to the bedroom, followed by the sound of hasty footsteps. All of a sudden, Jordan pulled Ivelle directly closer to the bedroom and locked the door.

He let her leaned against the wall, looked intently at her as his voice was a little cold. "Ivelle, tell me, what on earth am I going to do?"

She curled her lips and looked up at him. "Jordan, I didn't ask you to do anything. You're fine now. It's getting late. We should have a rest."