###Chapter 460 Later People Are Lost – Part 1

"Ivelle!" He was angry. "Why, do you feel distressed to know that Aaron is down and alone? Do you want to be an angel to save him?"

She frowned. "Jordan, what are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" He sneered. "You pushed me to Linda. Your purpose of going to the hospital today is to see Aaron, right?"

She was stupefied. Ivelle didn't know what to say for a moment and couldn't help saying, "Linda is beautiful and excellent. Be it from her appearance or talent, she is extremely excellent."

He sneered. "Oh! Do I also want to thank you for working so hard for me? You are really good. Other people try their best not to have an affair with their husband, but you take great pains to push your husband to another woman. Do you think I should thank you?"

Ivelle was left speechless by him, and for a moment she knew what to say and looked up at him. She couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Tears fell from her eyes and her voice was hoarse. "I didn't want to push you away. Yesterday, I just thought you two had something to talk about, so I took the initiative to walk away. By the time I got back, you were gone, so I came back by myself. I really didn't go to see Aaron today. I just met him in the hospital. I didn't want to push you away. I just don't know what to do!"

His face softened slightly, the color of his eyes softened, and he sighed as he pulled Ivelle helplessly. "I'm sorry, I'm so impulsive."

She lowered her eyes and shook her head, pulled away from him, and went into the bathroom.

'Only with equal love can we go on, there is already too much difference between us.' Ivelle cried silently.

Cold liquid spilled on her body and she was in a deep trance.

'What am I going to do next? I'm at a loss.'

Ivelle didn't come out until she took her time in the bathroom for a long time. He was smoking on the balcony. Normally, Ivelle might have gotten into his arms and told him softly not to smoke, but at this time she just wiped her hair and went back to bed.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the bedroom. Ivelle had a bad cold and coughed violently.

Probably in a violent voice, he pinched out the cigarette butts. He came in, poured her water, and eased her back. "Have you taken the medicine?"

Ivelle shook her head. "The doctor said it's not a big deal. We don't have to take medicine all the time. It's bad for our health."

He frowned slightly but didn't say much. Seeing that she had stopped coughing, he got up and went to the bathroom.

After breathing well, Ivelle laid in bed with my eyes closed and ready to go to sleep. There was no way in her that she'll fall asleep.

It's just that if she doesn't rest and pretended to be asleep, he will come out later and don't know what she had to talk to him about.

Ivelle just pretended to be asleep.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door was opened and Jordan came out. After hearing a sound from Ivelle, the position beside her was pressed, and he laid down beside her.

Ivelle thought he would put his arm around her to sleep, but that didn't happen. The big bed looks very empty and spacious.

This night, she dreamed of dawn.

When Ivelle woke up, Jordan was no longer there.

She was still a little sleepy. Ivelle touched her phone and looked at the time. It was still 6: 00 in the morning, she might still be able to get some sleep.

She just went back to sleep with her eyes closed when the bedroom door was suddenly opened and footsteps came.

For a moment, Ivelle noticed that there was someone around her. It was Jordan's voice, "Ivelle, get up."

She opened her eyes and saw him sitting by the bed, dressed in black and stern.

She turned sideways as her half-squinted eyes looked at him with her arm pillowed. "Didn't you go to the office?"

He smiled. "Let's go for a while, get up and get something to eat. Are you going to Biden's house to see Frida later?"

She nodded, felt a little sleepy. "I'll be there in a minute."

He pulled her out of bed, sat on it, looked at her, and asked. "Then go home early and have lunch with me?"

Ivelle held a tired face, nodded a little sleepy, and hummed in response. "Hmm!"

As he looked at her, Jordan smiled a little. He raised his hand against her chin, and some mischievous expression danced in his eyes. He took a shallow breath on her face and said with a smile, "Little confused."

She opened her eyes and looked at him. Ivelle exhaled and said. "Go to work!"

Fortunately, food is delivered every day for Blossom. Otherwise, Ivelle wouldn't be able to get up this morning.

She thought he would leave directly after he went out, but after a few minutes, he came in.

He picked her up and said. "Let's go out together. I'll take you to Biden's house later."

She was a little confused. "The Biden family and the company are not in the same direction."

"It doesn't matter!" As he spoke, he heated the water on the bath, picked up the dried saliva in Ivelle's mouth, and motioned to me to gargle.

The scene looks like a father taking care of a daughter patiently.

After breakfast, he gets in the car and went to the office.

Ivelle didn't get enough sleep, so she leaned against the window and closed her eyes.

At the crossroads, Ivelle stared at the red light. Jordan stretched out his hand and pulled her back to her seat. "Let's go."

Ivelle tilted her head and looked at him sleepily. "Where are we going?"

He smiled. "Go to sleep for a while, and when you wake up, we'll already be there."

Ivelle nodded and closed her eyes to rest.

At the Biden family's mansion.

There were a lot of cars parked in the parking lot, and when Jordan was ready to call me, Ivelle suddenly woke up and stared at the car outside in a daze.

'Today is not the celebration of baby's one month old, why are there so many people here? So if we go now, will it keep Frida too busy?'

Ivelle thought too much. Jordan's company had something to do. She had to go first and stood outside the gate. Erin saw them before they went in.

He trotted over with a smile on her face. "Frida said yesterday that you would probably come over these days, but I didn't expect you to come here today. Come on, go in!"

There were a lot of people sitting in the hall. She saw Erin pulled her in. Some people came forward to say hello, and some people wondered who I was.

Erin was introducing one by one. Ivelle didn't come there to socialize. When she was free, Ivelle went to see Frida.

The Biden family was big, and the place where Frida was cultivated was very quiet. There was no one else except the two babysitters who take care of the children.

She laid on the bed, probably just after breast-feeding. The baby fell asleep and she was a little confused as she leaned on the bed and hummed.

When she heard the noise, Frida raised her eyes and saw that it was ivelle. She was so excited that she was ready to get out of bed and was pulled down by the babysitter.

"Miss Biden, you can't get out of bed before you go. You'll have to rest for a few days."

She looked at her friend very innocently and said pitifully, "Ivelle, look how pitiful I am."

Ivelle smiled, went to the bedside, and sat down. Her eyes fell on the child and fell asleep. The baby, who had just been born for a few days, had a wrinkled face.

"Don't look, it's ugly. It's all because Zayn Heather is ugly. He doesn't inherit my beauty at all."

Frida chattered, though garrulous, she looked at the child with a loving look on her face.

She smiled and felt more or less envious. Ivelle couldn't help saying. "The child has just been born, and it will be better for a few days."